Tard

by grimbeau

False start, phantom urges,

torpid orchid, shy to leave.

Back down, board the junk,

Jesternista, caught a crab,

choppy weather, flayed on blether,

sever Trevor, war not love,

H-bomb ambrosia,

cream the pesky varmint rice.

Ring the changes, ding-a-ling.

There’s a thing. Hell’s got bells!

Jesus wept, overslept,

missed the bus, succubus.

Train to Darksville,

never late, never late, never late…

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