sábado, 24 de março de 2012

pepilnotgo

Where did pepilnotgo go?
Isn´t he a strange fellow.
The way he stalls progress and bellows.
Why did Glumdustbite return?
The no nonsense neighbour brave enough to save us is he?
Pepilnotgo where four five six?
How you used to write in stretched letters and crow like a mickaboss bird.
Why did glumdustbite ring the door to death last thursday, giving old retired couples such a fright. He couldn´t have copped it at a worse moment.
T´was Pepilnotgo throwing his hammer and hurting Glumdustbite in an ugly manner, the two never hit it off, like you´re not understanding it(at all baby what´s this about).
Glum was unstable like this poem´s making you(unstable not glum kay?). The police orbited getting those fingers in ink and prospects to sink. Now he´s dead that man Glumdustbite.
Pepilnotgo was approached the police and cut a piece of the peach so their pie was much sweeter.
The medics doubted Glumdustbite´s death, like I´ve doubted the death of this unrhyming nonsensical poem, so he was whooshed to the hospital like a mickaboss bird with a flame on it´s tail feather.
And between predictable institutions, whining geriatrics and predictable lines, you´ll never hear more about pepilnotgo and glumdustbite or any other characters from that part of my mind.

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