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Ma-t'e'mp Maternity

't burns, twas virus - furocious
twas, rapids of 'fast and furious'
ful-ame, blazes
it
burns
leaves grazes
they burn
they scar
they blow up like cars

they're toxiflammat'
'you see the door, and welcoming you in, there's the mat'
't hurts, like cabaret man without hat, and hair
and stage, and it's these hazes which take faith
and to believe that beliefe and faith are the same,
you're the flame of 'lier lier - pantolin'e's on fire'

't burns to know you went so fast
kid blew you out in a candle
and there, the hot sound of mandolins

catherine wheels went spinnier
you went higher - like Mary of Poppin, never stopping to say goodbye

the hot air of your 'loon never backed to ground agence

whence the flame fortells the hellands
migh' say be further than here to Holland,

and if Holland be further to each differ' then let the differ commence
and let temperatures change

this is 'cry mate', 'love mate'
'checkmate'
and last of all the time mate - is climate

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  • Rhythm Child
    November 19, 2008
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    this was a very original write, i loved the wording
    great poem