Waffle always ran in a circle in my room

Waffle always dashed down the steps for the bouncing ball

Waffle always wagged his tail rapidly when he heard my voice

Waffle always sprinted down the hall

Waffle always gave me goosebumps when he barked

Waffle always jumped on me with delight

Waffle always woke me up in the morning

Waffle always kissed me goodnight

Waffle always made me laugh when he ran for the stick

Waffle always made me smile when he laid beside my head

Waffle always gobbled up his food really fast

Waffle always slept on the end of the bed

Waffle always knew his place

Waffle always carried his bone

Waffle always loved his dog house

Waffle always knew his home

She called me the extravaganza

She referred me as the ladykiller of the sunset

She pronounced me as the wind maker

She drank me like a fifth of whiskey

She buttered me up like southern shrimp

She screamed my name at 2:30 in the morning

She labeled me as the greatest in Ariel black

She pegged me as the arrogant smoke in the air

She suggested I was a landmark and a land mine

She appointed me as the certified one

She nominated me as the silk machine

She declared me as the ten foot beast

She called me hard as a rock

A fan of Cannonball Adderley

Casual drinker of Whiskey and sour

Resided in Tampa Bay, Florida

A man who loved “Carol Burnett and Friends”

Terribly shattered and lost

Married for 10 glorious years

Left him for another man

That could produce children

Now residing in Columbus, Ohio

to find the pieces of his broken heart

There is a light chance

of vodka on the rocks

I can see the precipitation

of Jim Beam and coke

There will be a blizzard

of Sam Adams and Guinness

I can feel the storm

of Gin and Tonic

Out west there is a blazing ray

of Long Island Ice Teas

Up north through out the week

You will taste Bloody Mary’s

By the end your head will spin

and pass out due to consumption

Never will I forget your palm

Never will I forget your kiss in the wind

Never will I forget your precious star

Never will I forget the crack in the pavement

Never will I forget the sparkling memories

Never will I forget your endless passion

Never will I forget the missing number from your mailbox

Never will I forget the calm sea in your eyes

Never will I forget the color of your door

Never will I forget the letter I read before you left

Never will I forget your wings of freedom

Never will I forget the faded sign

She slips on theological rhetoric

She hides behind the voodoo stuck to her silent tongue

Wearing her vixen like dress

She acquired accolades and accommodations from the saliva of the burnt orange wolf

She spoke the language of love in riddles and teenage rhymes

Wearing her Madusa like pearls

She mishandled truth and washed down a liter of half bitten lies

She threw away fortunes and laughed at others misfortunes

Wearing her witchcraft perfume

She roared liked the bitch she was and ignored the crowd who carried her on a Persian rug

Wearing her battle ax over her shoulder

I love it

when you sit on me

I love it

when you lay on me

I love it

when you sleep on me

I love it

when I see things I shouldn’t see

I love it

when I am decorated with pillows

I love it

when I feel your blanket

I love it

when you spend time with me

Promenading around the vintage square

Marching up and down like a soldier

Preserving the gloomy kingdom

The absolute and dreary monarch

Glancing up at the gnarling sultan

Toying with the saddened jesters

As they stare out the tear jerking windows

Mimes crawling outside the gates

in front of the gory and sopping river

Stumbling citizens speak like dragons

Clans of violence raid innocent homes

Barking dogs howling at the dying moon

Chopped off heads laying in ditches

Limbs shambling to the sunrise

A division between absurdity and insanity

Born in the thick of Chardonnay

Sweetness is just a flavor in a fifty mile radius

Dingy peasants begging for a light instead of bread

Inhaling the essence of bloodstains

Waking up in a bath of blush

Stuck in misery and fallen pieces

Loves stacking blocks

Loves apples and pears

Loves Bugs Bunny

Loves hiding behind the chair

Loves to snuggle

Loves to turn pages

Loves to change his mind

Loves making messes

Loves his checkered blanket

Loves his stuffed monkey

Loves to make a hearty laugh

Loves to be a toddler

Loves his mother and father

Unsettled ransom note

Detailed commands

Requirements in bold

A letter of disgust and greed

Jaw dropping and bewildered

Unbelievably open

Shyness hit the floor

Deep into the gutter

Reread multiple times

Filter out the window

I might have to do it

A part of me wants to do it

Create black and white copies

Outsmarted and in driver seat

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Monstrous white fangs

Chameleon like eyes

Leader of the Bitten Skulls

A behemoth ego among demons

Herculean strength and power

Raised by lions from the depths

of the pitch black mountains

Absorbs detail like a sponge

Cold and calculating

A nephew of the prince of darkness

Stir of screeching echoes

rise from his vampire like voice

Barking out commands

Inserting violent demands

Reading his name backwards

speaks volumes and sizable truth

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Nearsighted to the flash

Walking on voodoo eggshells

Entrancing and spellbound

Watching a jolt of fire rise

Flag of sacred witchcraft laughs

Haunting and mysterious

Inscrutable fingers waving

Saturated in hollow desire

Trickery between the satin sheets

Swindled by the delicious curves

Breathing abracadabra

Preying on your charm

Rocking back and forth

Slamming in and out

Only deception oozes and gushes

Tipping her black hat

A valiant and alluring lady hex

Love my blackened scars

Love my lopsided flaws

Love my fatal quirks

Love my enigmatic perception

Love my complicated essence

Love my simple comforter

Love my undying will

Love my quivering fears

Love my shadow’s tears

Love my effervescent soul

Love my conflicted backbone

Love my distinctive complexion

Love my colors of my being

Mistress of manipulation

Teeth like six inch nails

Scorned and vindictive

A vile bombastic air

Ferocious and cold as ice

19th century gambling thief

A leach in the thick of the night

Deceptive with stained edges

Hungry and thirsty for greed

Invisible spikes in her neck

Voluptuous and poisonous

Hurricanes and monsters dance

in her soul guzzling scotch

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Deep seated in the gunk

Footprints in the murky ashes

Sinking into an underworld

Falling and mellowing

Landing in a glass castle

dipped in sautéed wishes

and a marshmallow incubus

Surrounded by endless prisms

Quills held by unicorns

Chapters of bliss overflowing

Watercolors of love hanging

from sycamore trees

A countryside of antiques

Restoring faith in humanity

Miles of a golden beach

Under a painted yellow sun

Hatred and greed disappeared

Positivity is embraced

Harmony is embodied

Engaging thoughts bloom

The hatful of soot deceived millions

Like a dream shivering in maroon

Caves of turmoil splatter illness

An unknown species walks in the dark

Spewing words like tall weeds

Cutting through rocks with a monotone voice

Using only four syllable words

Monsters tall as skyscrapers touching

the tip of cerulean clouds

Gripping winds with hands as large as boulders

Roaming wicked jungles and grudged mountains

Over twenty thousand characters gliding on soiled clay

Surrounded by a lightning cage

Seeking a path to return their lost world

Unknown to how they arrived in Herston

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Swinging side to side

Hopping smooth down Sinatra Lane

Inhaling and exhaling Ol’ Blue Eyes

Tracing the winding road of jazz

Crooning heartfelt melodies

Absorbing the bright crisp air

Hopscotch and miracles glisten

Feeling the polka dots and moonbeams

Dolores falling in love every day

Theatre’s full of baby angels

Lush string sounds vibrating on TV’s

Verses spoken with delight

A joyful never ending jukebox

of happiness in every home

Goddess of nasty

Overpowering tone

Awestruck from her essence

Dissolved purity

Stars bend from her toxic voice

Synchronized chants of darkness

Chimes shatter into pieces

Eyelashes made up of swarf

Rivers stop flowing

Mountains crumble before her feet

Demands and commands mesh

Sight of a dictator

A captivating tornado soul

Destroying all of humanity