what I chewed last night

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    what I chewed last night

    My ass screams like that 190mph car on brake screech

    still am unable to figure out what stones I ate at stable last night

    it looked like grass all right and a lot of horse-gram

    at sixteen I am old like the tortoise that sniggers out of shell

    I am show-steed and am supposed to sail like swim

    all I end up doing now is gallop and jump with voice

    my owner had never heard a horse fart and uses whip ouch so tight

    often he murmurs and swears where is my jacket

    made out of expensive bullet proof green fibres

    and adorned with 150 brown diamonds

    and hits my hide in deep marks

    and I cannot still figure out what I chewed last night!

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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