#9

#9

A Chapter by Kenneth The Poet

I saw a guy once dancing

around like a lunatic with

a length of rounded cardboard

in one hand and a piece of

Porterhouse in the other.

 

I ask him,

what the hell?

 

He says shamelessly,

enticing the ladies.

 

I ask brusquely,

how the hell so?

 

He answers,

heard it in a song.

 

I answer,

not what they meant.



© 2011 Kenneth The Poet


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#8 denied me...and I am so wishing I knew to what song you are referring...rounded cardboard and Porterhouse...it's going to bug me all night. Aaaargh! Half circle and steak...semi circle and meat...dance to the beat of C and beef...Holy f**k, dude...you BROKE my BRAIN!

Posted 12 Years Ago


KAOlmsted

12 Years Ago

Oh f**k me blind...I never would have guessed that because it's Tube SNAKE Boogie XD ...I love it a.. read more
Kenneth The Poet

12 Years Ago

Ah ha. I always thought it was Tube Steak.
KAOlmsted

12 Years Ago

Now you have to revise your poem...instead of Porterhouse you can say rattle snake ;-)

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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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