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Ball Games
larrylark

This is the game
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played naked on all fours
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with sharpened teeth.
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You will need the verve and swerve
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of a spitfire pilot,
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and strong stomach underneath.
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It is a game of stealth
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and secret manoeuvring
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down dark corridors of infinite length,
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where the winner takes balls,
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which are stitched onto his own
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doubling his strength.
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Then a switch is thrown,
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darkness becomes light
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so those round orbs
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can be paraded as trophies.
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The bitten slink off like whipped rodents
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to lick their sores.
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Weakened beyond belief,
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they can play no more.
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3 Nov 07

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great. i really like this poem, its very dark to me in its own special way. It makes me think of kids playing ball games at night in the city. I like the flow of it
 — infinity

a good ditty for bathroom walls
 — poetbill

Hi poetbill

and just how big is your bathroom?

Larry bidet the size of the Ritz Lark
 — larrylark

Which dimension...space or time?
 — poetbill

Hi poetbill

You pays yer money and yer makes yer choice, though I will admit both are in short supply in my neck of the woods.

Larry beyond dimensions lark
 — larrylark

Hi infinity

so glad you got something from this one

Larry night games lark
 — larrylark

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