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  1. Mind is soaring,
    watch it go!
    water's pounding,
    my cotton candy,
    looks like hair.
    I am hiding,
    I am not there.
    touching bubbles in my bath,
    I like cake,
    but don't do math.
    holding out my hand to one,
    resembles him..
    a phantasm.
    I'm walking thru the staining grass,
    bright green sky,
    I'm eating glass.
    who had roused my glaring ire-
    had I set the house on fire?
    remember prom night,
    my corsage!
    my head is hearing persiflage.
    mom is crying,
    doctor sighing,
    I hear that lonesome whistling train,
    the doc confirms-

    I am insane.
  2. I am that tree in your park.
    I stand naked...disgraced,
    when winter is.
    I am ignored by all, even those,
    who toss the snow.
    I'm stiff from cold,
    since autumn's leave.
    Sun is my only blanket.
    Night to night, my cracked gray arms lifted,
    beg to heaven for relief.
    Snow and ice, cling to break me.
    I wither with barkless fingers.
    My slender frame,
    ravaged by deer.
    But I still stand. I am strong.
    Squirrels find refuge in my womb,
    sparrows lite on my wooden arms,
    and sing in sympathetic song,
    to comfort me.
    I wait for Spring,
    when I am Queen, and dressed in emeralds.
    I will decorate the hills and forests. Fireflies,
    will glow like diamonds, on my leaves.
    Rainbows will end on the side of me,
    from a distance,
    along with their pots of gold.
    I will perfume the air with my budding flowers.
    I will be climbed, sought for my fruit.
    I will catch kites in tangled flight.
    I will be beautiful once more.
    As for now,
    It is winters wrath,
    I am forgotten,
    ugly from lonliness,
    so forgotten, ignored.
    I am that tree,
    in your park.
  3. No one hates winter more than I, so here's my standing tribute as we await another snow.


    Winter begins on your death bed,
    Winter begins when you're all alone and depressed,
    Winter is an explosion of a cheap batch of ice cream with a bitter, shivering, after taste,
    Winter is when your body begins to sag,
    Winter is something evil, that watches you slip and fall and die on it's ice,
    Winter's a whore, who pimps out summer for no reason,
    Winter eats the spoiled prunes of summer, then hides in a cave, with diarrhea until Spring,
    Winter is an obese angry bride, who drags her bridal train o'er the golf courses, and fills the putting holes,
    Winter is an white uber hemmoroid.
    Winter is a wretched, sceaming, psychotic, albino, bitch.