jimmycrackcorn
onomatopoeia
comeoniwannalayya
AhHa Whiiieeee?
 

dont askI aint saying

                 an dont be glibtry telling me we didnt descend from terrible reptiles

as I write this Im wiggling free of my reptilian brain a tight fit yet fitted to my form an its hard to imagine something I like more than formfitted fit female forms(a mouthful  yaah)

        he was provoked

 

                 if he didnt get it out of his head via his mouth via ink from his pen via writing with light etched by WORD itd fester

               ever have a deep wood splinter?

too deep to dig out with a flamesterilised needle  you could opt for a razorknife  less nimble   more blood  cant see the splinter for the bloodtrees  so you let it work itself out eventually  an when it finally erupts through the tender wound a man somewhat gains the flavorempathy for a woman giving birth  he at last passes something out of his body that wasnt there to begin with 

the splinter erupted!
                 typically he could get the end of it between his teeth(nobody carries tweezers) an pull it out the rest of the way   whew     what a singularly pleasant reliefnearly erotic  very nearly anticipating the next time     nearly

its out  he was no worse for wear 

                             he wished he could reverseengineer the process that resulted in jimmycrackcorn

it wasnt Burl Ivess song(Burl should never have worn white -- he rivaled a Goodyear blimp)  he slipped into the dry sauna at the gym stoked its thermostat with a splash of water stripped off the raggedy tshirt he sweated through lifting then took the second bench besideanabove the heating element  he sighedclosed his eyes BAM  jimmycrackcorn onomatopoeia comeoniwannalayya AhHa Whiiieeee? without a pen or paper he began muttering it over an over again a yogis mantra  to invest it to his memory so when he finally emerged he could write it down

he might easily have been induced by his DNA his embedded algorhythms which shocktalked squawked chitlins ‘n grits ‘n Bear it Sylvesters Sufferin succotash Sam-I-Ams green eggs ‘n ham   

                                                       but he didnt think that was it

we arent programmed not just yet to reengineer or replay our synapses shock an aweaw yaah baby  we ought to try to be content that it even occurred  a wild bedspring sproonging an unimagined imagining 

we dont have to know the whim or why  an he for one dug that when the shit went down it went down all around an over him

        a terrific baptism

bone up mates

1353,  Monday,  27  11. 17

1119,  Twosday,  28  11. 17

Burl Ives  Blue Tail Fly (Jimmy Crack Corn)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rr4jeaaVGCA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PkhPuH8G5Hg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8CtjhWhw2I8

Ann-Margret  Beans and Chocolate  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChGxwRq3YcI

Tina Turner  Acid Queen  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rJGX8uqoL8

The Who  My Generation  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qAuPJ-VsO6E

he saw the above as a oozingbleeding palimpsest