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To beat or not the meat a hot potato; or tomato; if not now, later, no? — Tomorrow, say, in heat of day or sultry night like teat too…

Tyrone Graham in Other Voices · 2017-06-21 07:54 · 1 claps · 2.0 min read
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Arc angles

To beat or not the meat a hot potato; or tomato; if not now, later, no? — Tomorrow, say, in heat of day or sultry night like teat too tight — but to mate, oh! No!! willing date so-so if short-lived treat of an hour, however sweet, turns bitter, sour — if one, oats once sown, had to swear on stack that it wasn’t one’s own brat with hair black or brown and clearly not sired by carrot-topknot: fact of hoary oak as sprung from acorn hard to cloak without hint of scorn turning whole town hostile; while one’s comrades — one of whose guile hid wile — to fast fade chose from goat’s plight ere cock’s crow before first light began posse to show — and thus things to pus-tight pimple-head bring, circled folk, ring (couple to wed and bed) and preacher in reach with copy of Good Book backed by mob to teach eager, that maid forsook would bend cause scarecrow, with furrowed, harrowed brow, to tend corn-row further, sown oats store; field plow, wield hoe, with care kernels reap; yield to double-ought bore and buckshot’s bite deep — So willed, awaited date holding so-so promise of a pathetic fate for scapegoat of false premise that would make it too late matters to mend, conspired to send prey bonded and bound, to fete scarce welcomed, round bend, unstuck mind unsound, goat got — and driven by growing itch hands to wrap round throat of that scion son of a bitch — but soon the lynch crowd saw in him the traits they craved; what they saw had them cowed — antithesis of depraved — But, now no mere boy, he learnt power of both heat and searing cold — and to employ them in victory and defeat — not for himself, or other men, but simply for what they taught of strength, weakness, and of when men named a price wherewith they were bought — It takes a real Jock or a fifth of Scotch to stop one and take stock to get to the crotch of such sordid a matter that made that old codger, watching daughter grow fatter — by long-gone artful dodger made laughing-stock and fool — seek vicarious victim to arthritic ardor cool — who replaced, on a whim, as culprit of bun in oven culpable — of conception immaculate capable — one trial turned lion, with will of steadfast iron, none could beard — So to lass round grown from penny to pound and desperate old chap, he simply doffed his cap; and whether or not shaved (not proof positive of depraved bent in itself), groom, in polite rebuff, requested they go tee off —


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