Bull Hawking Poems

Every word you said contained a ping

Like the latter drops of rain
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I couldn't wait to get to you today
didn't mean to make us wait
To roll in candy paint
Then lick it off then faint
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I've been saving you for the afterlife
Cause you're what heaven ought to be
You're a buzzin hive o life...my love
Fulla flower powder and pure glee
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you picked me out of your man bouquet
but frog don't make floured croquette
i'm taking my cue's from our game of fool
_uiet is what these pockets will be
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This is word on page
Year of the word
Choose to be my caboose
I choose to be obtoose
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I'm a freightliner full of rocks
With no more place to dock
I wear the insignia of your inseam
On my blujeaned thigh
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Call this my song of thanksgiving
Let turkeys gobble away
My tank is full of thankfulness
over the day I met you
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Heading for that shrinking
Spot of shade
where we can sit
Where the slowing breeze
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Silent moon and wan
What did we lose
Was it our fuse
Or was it pounds
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