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One hundred holes to down the raft
One swam ashore just for the laughs
One along with all the other facts
One word disputed and unpacked
One blame for many in the act
One wonders if the teacher lacked
One simple plan to pass the class
One student left , the rest washed back
One More lesson with test attached
One might assume the last was last
One better answer to questions asked
One would be wrong, what's wrong with that?
Why when where would you put them in order or next to eachother or sort them back forward?
What did how could you leave them uncovered unsettled and cluttered right next to each other?
How did why when might you figure it out too late to untangle them out of your mouth?
Asked to rewrite your verses and curves, I would start with the obvious and end on your nerves.
Freeze, tease, please

These are the thoughts and still the heart glitches, type passion aggressive resowing the stitches.
More, core, sore

Bore me with pages all sullen in ink,
Not another retelling what words would you think.
Less, dress, mess

Guess the next line win a dubious prize, fling fate a falter then resummarize.
Green, seen, keen

Mean as a measure penned for more kindling, recurred, reimbursed, remet in the dwindling.
Mend, lend, end

Fend for the hapless reposing the story, I've edged on the ledges your figure for glory.
Aghast, Tasked, masked
Caper paper thank me later
Finish just a crime or two
Rhymer diner just on timer
Ears are perking let em brew
Smirker lurker sheer tear jerker
Not knowing what or how to do
More thoughts on writing and leaving
Allow me to untangle
The truth and the fable
Only the one fully himself,
Who fully "is" can fully help
This state that finds
Us undermined
So in the throws
We hide our eyes
So out of sorts
Our thoughts unwind
And fill our minds
With wastes of time

But lost and found
Abstractly bound
Can come to mean
What's seen unseen
In place of finding
release the chase
Tune the rule
The walking race
I'm not the me
I'm something else
I know the one
who knows himself
I ain't trying to fall,
I'm steady superceding
Heart drum beating, ear valves pleading ... Just a few more dangling feet

I ain't really tryin at all,
I'm far surpassing
Tailor tasking, burning passion pass the asking...
Just another soul complete

I ain't tryin to impress,
I left impressions
Kept em guessin', these are speaker teacher lessons
Just another then repeat
Mother Goose in Athens Greece
Plato plucks the underneath
Many mostly disagree
More if by a few degrees
Two empty bottles make belief
We haven't learned to light or leave
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