Dog goD 8Hate

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A Voluptuous Dance in Acerbic Display Poem by Dog goD 8Hate


The voluptuous dance of a lady
can be seen at this site –
various steps:
jigs, twists, plentiful pirouettes
and a curious view of rear-end-swing.

All free to they who seek
this melody(dissonance over consonance)
with a view in bouncy abundancy, albeit,
exponentially acerbic display.

There is a message here, yet few
see the suggestion, or know
inherence for cause:
self-actualization
of monkeys’ mothers’ matriarchs

who eat fruit with their tail,
swing through trees with their tongue,
and know themselves as a rail...
from 'San Diego” to...
Timbuktu.

Alas,
they’ve mastered their business
and know the way...
through jungles of Malls
Sprawls & Monkie-e-es -
it's brilliance in
misconception.

(Dec.01,07)

Submitted: Saturday, December 1, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, October 9, 2013
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