Talk Like A Pirate
I regressed through my mind at full speed accumulating tumbleweeds
Blue access points materialised from within concrete plains
Two men with purple fuzz tops made an untimely appearance
I breathed in to show you a connection
I breathed out to dispense an uncontrollable desire to talk like a pirate
The authenticity of the whole shebang remained unclear
Your obsession became evident as you constantly watched trash on a loop
Its a lot less beautiful now I'm living on the flip side of life
I breathed in to show you a connection
I breathed out to dispense an uncontrollable desire to talk like a pirate
Too much was going on so I emptied the zone
Battery levels reached an all time low
Red lights, unknown music with a frantic search as I stepped back in time
I breathed in to show you a connection
I breathed out to dispense an uncontrollable desire to talk like a pirate
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Author: Sam Freek
Wednesday, June 05, 2019
The Jelly Phone - POetry by Sam Freek
The Jelly Phone
I didn't leap out of bed that morning
I stirred an empty cup with an empty gaze
The jelly phone rang with wobbles
Wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble
I never answer before the 4th wobble, it's rude
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I didn't leap out of bed that morning
I stirred an empty cup with an empty gaze
The jelly phone rang with wobbles
Wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble
I never answer before the 4th wobble, it's rude
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Squash Ball Feet - Surreal Poetry by Freek
Squash Ball Feet
She squeeked when she walked
She had squash ball feet
She spoke backwards when she talked
She had squash ball feet
She smoked cigars through her nose
She had squash ball feet
She often wished that she had toes
She had squash ball feet
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She squeeked when she walked
She had squash ball feet
She spoke backwards when she talked
She had squash ball feet
She smoked cigars through her nose
She had squash ball feet
She often wished that she had toes
She had squash ball feet
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Author: Sam Freek