Remember the time Owl Dick nailed his balls to a board?
NO amount of ice or MAGIC pills could
ease that kind of pain.
MAGIC minty OWL marbles, little fluffy owl nuts hangin' down from the tree like
XMAS NUBS.
ONE DOLLAR under GOSH
little baby owlets spinning discs, up all night --
Remember
when I took you babies on a trip, and played guitar with a peanut butter knife with that mustard bush creeping
in the background?
J. D. Nelson experiments with words and sound in his subterranean laboratory. His poems have appeared
in many small press publications, both print and online. He lives in Colorado, USA. Visit J. D.'s website for more
information: http://www.MadVerse.com
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