General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>>>>> Sunglass
>>>>>
>>>>> This battered old shell looks like a death mask.
>>>>>
>>>>> Lucky or not I shall wear it as I walk into Phenix City. Though I
>>>>> cheated in my gambling I wound up broke anyway.
>>>>>
>>>>> And I come, and I pay the zombie whores and walking dead. While the
>>>>> dark lady in sunglasses takes the halo from his clay head.
>>>>>
>>>>> One more trip over that bridge to the kissing booth. Where there's
>>>>> smoke there may be fire and this time I got burned.
>>>>>
>>>>> I walk this beach at midnight like a zen dharma beach bum. And I am
>>>>> saved, and I turn.
>>>>>
>>>>> I watch the drunken poets, and my lawyer. While the dark lady in
>>>>> sunglasses takes the halo from his clay head.
>>>>>
>>>>> -Will Dockery

>>

> poem is
classic....

Thanks again for reading and commenting.

Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>>>>>> Sunglass
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> This battered old shell looks like a death mask.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Lucky or not I shall wear it as I walk into Phenix City. Though I
>>>>>>> cheated in my gambling I wound up broke anyway.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> And I come, and I pay the zombie whores and walking dead. While the
>>>>>>> dark lady in sunglasses takes the halo from his clay head.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> One more trip over that bridge to the kissing booth. Where there's
>>>>>>> smoke there may be fire and this time I got burned.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I walk this beach at midnight like a Zen dharma beach bum. And I am
>>>>>>> saved, and I turn.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I watch the drunken poets, and my lawyer. While the dark lady in
>>>>>>> sunglasses takes the halo from his clay head.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> -Will Dockery

>

> Good DAY to YOU...!

Hello there my friend.

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