to toss Baby out wit bath water, rye?
What snot got fins
my have wings, and looka you wit boph feet in lead boots.
Am I not serious jus cus
I fye sunflower in either han when I wan?
Can feel stem, face, yello starburss unda my touch,
sun hot on my skin,
and looka you wit all da fax, cand feel a thing
Who got tye fo dah?
Got lotsa say, in words my own chose seff,
dun mean ain't got the Queen's English at my disposal dependin
wut planet spin unda me at any gibbon moment, babe.
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lub
ReplyDeletelub lub! I love "all da fax, cand feel a thing". Yup. I totally enjoy waiting to see what planet is spinning under you at any given moment, and what you will write next. It keeps me going.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the accent... but a tad hard for a poor Swedish guy :-)
ReplyDeleteShay--I just pretended it was one of my more inventive spellers that wrote this... ;) That way, I could read it easily.
ReplyDeleteAnd as I wind my way through the underpants I have to arsk, What Snot, Real? Luv or dub, hippopotamuses rule. Word. Good jab, Fire
ReplyDeleteNow I know it's going to be a happy new year..
ReplyDeleteI love this!💞 Happy New Year, Shay!💞
ReplyDeleteOodles of bodyart in waif English.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what vernacular this is, but I think it's delectable!
ReplyDeletewubbish engrish but i unerstud. well dun.
ReplyDeleteLove that dialect!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Shay!
Fun poem!
ReplyDeleteMNL (Cactus Haiku)