Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Perplexion

Perplexion


Everyone gets Iron poor blood they get tired they get lazy they get lost in the trying real hard to win the big brass rings they toss them at the round peg but hit the square holes the bouncing off the concentric circles is what friends recieve on ice shaved into grand perplexion. The COmpletion of work is thwarted into we will do it later. I can cause complex faces to high brow pencil. Recieve eye before e exception is after see me later in the bullpen the Babe is gonna hit the big one over the home run fenced. The Pulitzer prize is within all our reach I just need to twist this ending in a little behind the ball park hot dog I got a home run with this one. MOst often we strike out the balls rolling away like stones under foot on hiking trails to snow covered peaking skiers giving all they have got to win the big one a home run two poles flying in the air a strike out hurry to the ambulatory care. Is this the big one or just another one in the longish list oh a swing and a miss ball two. Perhaps a better title than Perplexion should have been Contagion.


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