Halifax

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by pit, Feb 23, 2012.

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  1. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Halifax

    Never a coupler,
    Born a loner
    Son, I'm not your father
    I'm your sperm donor

    This tree fell a dozen
    Axemen in the land
    Walking on its roots it says,
    “This is my last stand”

    Clouds thick enough
    To scoop with a spoon
    Our Heavenly Father is having a sundae
    On a Saturday afternoon

    The train whistles
    The cars go toot, toot
    The confectionist's a perfectionist
    And the prostitutes are destitute
     
  2. Acy

    Acy Mama Bear - TLC, Common Sense Staff Member Safety & Support

    Pit, I really like "Clouds thick enough / To scoop with a spoon / Our Heavenly Father is having a sundae / On a Saturday afternoon". Great imagery, nice play on words. :) Wondering why you called it "Halifax", though.
     
  3. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Thanks, Acy. I couldn't think of any other titles! I guess it'll be a temporary title till I can think of something else.
     
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