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Whom Hate Bobby,,, The Ghost
Robert Hawkins
note; as the firing tapers off! Hey! I'm from Texas, shoot Wakeling,,, he is a damn Yankee?
Damn, I live down the street from,, pay attention you,,,,,, your about a creep you know?
Listen up?
Asshole!
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The Ghost
I saw her spectrally.
Ectoplasmic to beau-coo.
Lady of the Lake what have you?
Resserection,, recreatiuon to extreme.
Dripping that ghost!
Making a mess,, as women do.
She appeared to me.
No shit she did.
She in pristine manifested.
I farted!
She dissapeared.
Chicks are like that you know?
One damn inaccurate fart from me.
She totally dissapeared.
But therein you understand.
That you honey and I.
Both of us want the same thing.
You dear?
Gonna have to fuck the slug your with.
Bobby?
He ain't there.
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bobby
note; don't mind me babe.
I'll just have to make do.
With this primo Mexican chick here.
Yours truly,, bobby,, just a ghost.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: