The Electric LizardExterminate my Pillow. Can you See the Sky? Purple... Billowing, like a Red Moon of Eyes. Bleed, my Lamb. The End... The End! Can you... Drink it, my Furry Little Friend? No! Paul! Gregory in the Wall! I Fall... Fall... Eat the Pie. Die.The Electric Lizard
Spiced RobotSpiced robot. A sigil, great life-wheel of serene Gaia. One to make, one to learn, One to integrate, one to differentiate. The perfect duality: man-made and man-maker.Spiced Robot
From the armpit we are born, on the eyebrow we will die. Under Yggdrasil our countenance is chosen. The thricefold god-machine is twice, A wall-ed foads keeps in and out in twain.
The cart and tree are birthed from self-same womb, But by the wall-ed road they never meet. For through our ingenuity we honour our earth-mother, Whilst with our vorpal swords a-drawn we snicker-snack attack. S
Shazbop
BTW Dale, you are missing a few poems!
dale your such an inspiration 2 me, i can no longer sleep at night due to my fear of the alien lizards descending in the night and stealing my kidneys
but still............
and by the way u should add this guy zisdapud, have you seen my picture of sawtell?
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Idle hands make circles something green.
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My fluffy hat off to thee thricefold, kind sir!
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