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 Sir Hancelot Congratulations 4/2/2019
 Pillows Outside My Sofa Congratulations 2/10/2019
 Out On The Weekend I Love You 2/8/2019
 Born Again Love 2/7/2019
 Blind Me Love 1/29/2019
 Wait Withon My Folton Friend Dedications 1/28/2019
 At The Circus Love 1/28/2019
 Aura Star Love 1/27/2019
 Shadows of Course Sweater Love 1/18/2019
 LEND ME AN EAR SOUGHT BACK TO TEAR Love 1/16/2019
 Abandoned Faith' Love 1/4/2019
 Poetry 2019 Mario Vtitale Inspirational Poems 1/2/2019
 A Penny In My Coffin Love 12/26/2018
 A Baby's Doll House Love 12/20/2018
 From Circus To Taffy Love 12/17/2018
 Fonzie on Happy Days jumped over the sha Misc 12/17/2018
 Never Give Up Misc 12/16/2018
 Stirring The Pot Holiday Poems 12/16/2018
 Trapped Within Congratulations 12/14/2018
 Signs Page And Plant Love 12/13/2018
 Prairie In My Pocket Love 12/6/2018
 Trump In Motion Congratulations 12/5/2018
 TRUMP SMELLS BO Inspirational Poems 12/3/2018
 Forever Love 11/25/2018
 QUEEN Love 11/18/2018
 The Working Man Love 11/13/2018
 Rocky Love 11/9/2018
 Tupac Love 11/4/2018
 The Man Behind The Glove ( Tribute To Mi Misc 10/27/2018
 Balls To The Wall Love 10/27/2018
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Sir Hancelot




dry pupils...
come apart at their muse
everyday past the seams
their barn is open for all to see,
pulling back daisy case spawn
look to their mountains...

light back their flame
Oakville through its trees,
A flight of music
fill youre stomach with beans
he liverd on their tropic throne
leave Mr. Hancelot alone

ice fishing down to their bone
set apart at ther seams
lady Alabastore flamers resolve
outside ther whip cream smile
through their days of waiting.
listen to ther window

He fills up the days,
in the most shallow peak

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