Fauxku Choo Choo (the play's the thing)

I'm thinking I had her last spring -
it's really amazing, the thing
she does with her nose
and your little toes -
that's why I'm still wearing this sling.


There once was a girl name of Uma;
Whose nose was outlawed by the Duma.
Her pneuma so strong,
She could take on King Kong;
And her thing had the teeth of a puma.

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There once was a girl name of Uma;
Whose nose was outlawed by the Duma.
Her pneuma so strong,
She could take on King Kong;
And her thing had the teeth of a puma.

The woman was more of a cougar,
with a throat deep enough for your Luger.
Her sex drive was strong,
she exhausted old Kong;
she’ll milk the venom from your common adder.
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris
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The woman was more of a cougar,
with a throat deep enough for your Luger.
Her sex drive was strong,
she exhausted old Kong;
she’ll milk the venom from your common adder.

Waiting,
waiting cougar, color
of grasses, silent
throat awaits the throat.
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Waiting,
waiting cougar, color
of grasses, silent
throat awaits the throat.

indiscernible
in savanna grass,
the cheetah dreams
of your crushed throat
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indiscernible
in savanna grass,
the cheetah dreams
of your crushed throat

Crushed.
Even the figments
of her imagination
are someone else's dreams.
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Crushed.
Even the figments
of her imagination
are someone else's dreams.

Figs-
dried, crushed and sacked,
dangling over Uranus marred,
dipping seminal fluid ounces

Tongue
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Figs-
dried, crushed and sacked,
dangling over Uranus marred,
dipping seminal fluid ounces

They say I'm the one who bounces
but his love is measured in ounces.
With all twelve to the gulp,
liver beat to a pulp,
what a bore as all joy he renounces.
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They say I'm the one who bounces
but his love is measured in ounces.
With all twelve to the gulp,
liver beat to a pulp,
what a bore as all joy he renounces.

She measures love by the inch,
but will settle for six in a pinch.
She likes a fine licker,
the longer the slicker
she’ll be when it’s time for the clinch.
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris
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She measures love by the inch,
but will settle for six in a pinch.
She likes a fine licker,
the longer the slicker
she’ll be when it’s time for the clinch.

She had given up the tape measure
while he had his clipped to his belt.
Love and will accept differences.
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She had given up the tape measure
while he had his clipped to his belt.
Love and will accept differences.

Her insistence
on quantifying love
clipped him below the belt
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Her insistence
on quantifying love
clipped him below the belt

Quantifying love, as if
we could belt in this cloud
we walk in, ever changing.
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Quantifying love, as if
we could belt in this cloud
we walk in, ever changing.

Ardent George plied a trade that was grueling;
Quantifying the heart required schooling.
He was fast as a flash,
There was nary a thrash,
He was done while their blood was still pooling.


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Ardent George plied a trade that was grueling;
Quantifying the heart required schooling.
He was fast as a flash,
There was nary a thrash,
He was done while their blood was still pooling.

George had an infected psyche,
manifesting in sadistic sprees.
The flash of a white throat
exposed horns of his goat,
the base symptoms of his malady.
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris
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George had an infected psyche,
manifesting in sadistic sprees.
The flash of a white throat
exposed horns of his goat,
the base symptoms of his malady.

George was a wacko - let's face it;
he was raised by the crazed and embraced it.
When they caught him at 9
with his horn in that pine,
they never asked why he'd debased it.
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George was a wacko - let's face it;
he was raised by the crazed and embraced it.
When they caught him at 9
with his horn in that pine,
they never asked why he'd debased it.

Georgie Porgie kissed the girls,
made them cry, but never ran
until they were debased
and lifeless
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Georgie Porgie kissed the girls,
made them cry, but never ran
until they were debased
and lifeless

kissed by a northern front
August gallops
cool breeze in its mane
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kissed by a northern front
August gallops
cool breeze in its mane

my northern front
against your southern rear-
passionate storm coming
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris
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my northern front
against your southern rear-
passionate storm coming

light breezes only -
lots of bark but
no bite at all
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light breezes only -
lots of bark but
no bite at all

There's only wane, there is no wax;
A male on female parallax.
There is no ten, there is no jack;
It's queen on king, stacked back to back.

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no bite at all
There's only wane, there is no wax;
A male on female parallax.
There is no ten, there is no jack;
It's queen on king, stacked back to back.

jacking the parallax view,
waxing worm holes;
thinking of you
my queen
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris
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