Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A Mown Lawn response

Since no one else has responded to this yet, I guess I'll give it a shot.
Only problem is this whole story solicited little more than one long yawn from me.
Just kidding. I actually liked it a lot. It made me think of the neatly trimmed grass that takes turns with thick, pure snow at coating the endless expanse of northern Michigan.
Where my idiot family is from. Lawmen, every one of them. (Republicans, I mean, not sheriffs.)

Anyway, a poem(?):

mown lawn
mow, wom

mown lawn
long moan
mown lawn
long moan

Lawn
man?

man, Nam
raw war

Lawn, law
lawn, lawman
lawman mow lawn

Law and order
lawn order

More lawn
lawn mower
lawn mower
more lawn

More lawn
more lawmen
more lawn
more lawmen

more lawn, more Nam?

More mown lawn
more long moan
lawn mourn
more mown lawn
long mown lawn

lawn
mown
long, long lawn

mole
lawman
mown lawn
moron

lawn moron

I had to do it! Sure am tired of the sound of southern drawl, though.

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