08-12-2016, 02:50 AM
THIS BE THE OTHER VERSE edit 1
I understand the filthy hands
that spelled you damned, Mr. Larkin.
Assembling you, your parents
SNAFUed a piece or two.
Their parents in their turn
handed down the print in blue,
a double sided crotchless winter coat:
this grand fuck up called childhood.
But young death warms no new ways.
Surface from the generational abyss
and dress your children differently.
Try on a life vest.
THIS BE THE OTHER VERSE
I understand the filthy hands
that spelled you damned, Mr. Larkin.
This grand fuck up called childhood
in double sided crotchless winter coats.
But young death warms no new ways.
Dress your children differently to set a better pace.
I understand the filthy hands
that spelled you damned, Mr. Larkin.
Assembling you, your parents
SNAFUed a piece or two.
Their parents in their turn
handed down the print in blue,
a double sided crotchless winter coat:
this grand fuck up called childhood.
But young death warms no new ways.
Surface from the generational abyss
and dress your children differently.
Try on a life vest.
THIS BE THE OTHER VERSE
I understand the filthy hands
that spelled you damned, Mr. Larkin.
This grand fuck up called childhood
in double sided crotchless winter coats.
But young death warms no new ways.
Dress your children differently to set a better pace.
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