Lou Gout!

Buddy was a high stepper.

Poor prepper.

Buddy had a bounce in his step.

Satan hadn’t caught him yet.

But the sly fox.

The bully boxer.

That mutherfucker can dance!

Oh, to see his honor prance!

Glides through the air

Like Fred Astair…

And if, like him, you chance

To see his whole routine.

The hole mess, obscene…

He’s a cancer, man!

A gimbled up hand.

He’s a pain the neck.

He’s a “what the heck…”

So a head slightly turns

And knuckles so burned

Take a mind off life

And what it’s strife

Really brings to light.

Life’s a bitch, but it’s worse

If you weaken.

Barry Williams http://barry-williams.com/blog

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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