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The Snake Charmer, Henri Rousseau 1907
courtesy of Tess Kincaid for Magpie Tales

full moon on the shores
of where the cat brought
your tongue

to lisp all gutters licorice
with squirming, swearing
sons of guns

lead 'em down the asp hole
charmin' little asp hole
every town's got an asp hole

a shiny little asp hole
kick 'em in the asp hole
'til the deed is done

Rene ~ September 2011


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