near to center
We tend to like freaks
In this neck of the woods
They slink from
Corner to corner
Without even coming
Near to center
We tend a bit towards
Freakishness
Around these parts
See that’s my cousin over there
Hair’s white from a fright a while
back
He begins the knight with a right
nice tempo
Over there we got tommy two tone
Can’t sing worth a dam but when he’s
up
Everyone’s up but when he’s down
You don’t even want to be around
We tend towards don’t play well
with others
Around these parts
Around these parts
C
Chris McQueeney 11/17/14
2 comments:
i love it when you play with words.
this one's damn good.
love
kj
I keep lookin round
the edges of the dead pond
for one sign of life.
Is that freakish enough a Haiku?
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