Smart ass
Being crass
Alas

Snide
Is a ride
Decried I’ll decide

Choke on culture
Enjoy a rapture 
Say goodbye to nature

A mother sage
Can’t rebuke
Her child’s presage

Time is a joke
Until you croak
Who spoke?

Bowels and trowels
Unread books
Landfills for schnucks

Money tickles
Toes who knows
How money grows

Baseball
Analogy of sexuality
After all

Dentition an 
Illusion
Chewing confusion

The aromas of cooking
Defeat language
When eating not reading

Politicians play
Well not really
Dig what they say, really?

Sexuality
Reality
Fealty

Define pleasure
A treasure
Unable to measure

Physicians
Ignore time
Sublime statisticians

Sleep can't erase a face
So do it
Makeup can erase it

Drinking and writing
Seems exciting
Watch who you are citing

Spaces there are
Making it funny
When legs are crumbly

Why a time
When all answers rhyme
But questions commit crime

f

It’s eighty years

In the basement

Mixing fears

In a lubricant

In an air raspy

Laying on a brass bed

Never wispy

Nor by government misled

Talkin bout a boxer

Lecturing the snobs

Mother maybe bobby soxer

Twisting recording knobs

So that greasy oil

Maintained a croaky sound

Time yet not could spoil

He did get around

The lady in
The liquor store
I can't begin
I had her in for

Her reaction
My faint glance
In a fraction
Breaths not pants 

A boundary
Of thoughts
All around me
And she thwarts

To grow
Into a size
You know
Subtle disguise 

But flaxen fluxing
Hair with thinness
Distracting
My fulfilledness 

When beethoven was a child

God came to him

To tame the wild

Of his rhythm

But gods disguise

Fooled ludwig

Thinking otherwise

Not caring a fig

He wrote beyond

Any excuses

Witnessing the pond

Of froggy juices

So made blind

Luigi switched sides

To only remind

Where god resides

In sonorosity

Sensual confusion

He forgot deity

Divinely writing in profusion

Do you hear a haiku here?

Uno

Which sound
Lochs my ground
On keys? Respond

Phonic fountain
Potatoes au gratin
Nutrition audition

String fingers
Stick it to
The orchestra

Due

She gives us
Death slowly
No fuss
Erato-reality

Too much time
Finding keyes
Who could climb
Musicalities

So no big jumps
Just themes
Marking humps
Proto memes

Tre

Tickle for
An explosion
The piano score
Exposition

Conglomerate
Sounds, emotions
perseverate
Experience explosions

So the pianoforte
Greets orchestral
When he oughta
Call em, imperial

Do birds hear the

Dying or do they 

Just fly over them

Laughing If they are human

To hold a relic

Wrapped in old 

Scotch tape

Knowing it soon

Will become

A trace

Of chemistry’s

Mystique

With no way

To save it

But by advanced

Analytical 

Methods

Does that 

Dilute its

Potency

Or does

Dissolution

Advance

The power

Spread its flowering

Flour into bread

Can analysis

Enable flow

Like dialysis

Who’d know

I missed the train

Coming from the past

But boarded 

The future at last

No youtube

Nor google

Led me past

That forward fence

From whence

In all defence

I made no sense 

So hence

I sought recompense

From the dense

Ity bity sense

Witty complacence

Annoying cat

Thinks that