Weird Poetry

Ecks Dee

Ecks Dee

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Here's some weird poetry that I wrote.

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That's What She Said

That's what she said
Back when I was dead
Better dead than red
Lying in bed, eating bread
Taking my meds
Making me feel like Ed
That's the worst story I've ever read, Fred
That's what she said

A Love Poem

Roses are red, violets are blue
Daffodils are yellow, but I hate you
You take my hand and succumb to press
And I howled and laughed as you compress
 
Here's another weird ass poem, entitled "Sane Lay". In a nutshell, it's all the lyrics to Thom Yorke's "Analyse" in anagram form.

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Fall guy of floppier flinches
Sensible spoils tidy
Smothery, trouserless laceration
Barbarian, genial leg

Fancy menace, buttonhole stitch
Torment the chastened honesty
A clean, unhealthy overacting
To hero-like of on younger

Do youngest wit
Do youngest wit

Starkers phone
The loath drinking

Do youngest wit
Do youngest wit
Laudatory fever
Heavy wound of a hut
Heathiest torment
Tiresome then
A nasty ole
Thinking truth hogs hot
To a meekness

Icon twits cheekily
Not perverted, steely hooky
Nasty as corrupted blowback
I plebeian geek bliss

Do youngest wit
Do youngest wit
Jaunty popularity rages
Jaunty popularity rages

Ya! Ugly preparation
Plagiary pant
This neater demon
Tiresome then
A nasty ole
Sane lay
Sane lay
 
Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud

Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd

Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul

I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control

Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault

I'm not to blame
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame

It's not my fault
If in God's plan
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man

Protect me, Maria
Don't let this siren cast her spell
Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Esmeralda
And let her taste the fires of hell
Or else let her be mine and mine alone
Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burn

God have mercy on her
God have mercy on me

But she will be mine
Or she will burn!
 
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