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Monday, July 19, 2021

Red Light, Green Light (Unpub)

Because I would not stop for Death,
He kindly stopp'd for me.
Because I'd lagniappe not for Death.
He burn'd my Christmas tree.
'Cuz I'd not traitors top for Death,
He vow'd to cap my knee.

Because I'd not wet mop for Death,
He soak'd our floors in pee.
Because I'd not black op for Death,
He launch'd a third degree.
Because I would not prop for Death,
His scenes lack potpourri.

Because I'd not pour schnapps for Death,
He'd pour no Pimm's for me.
'Cuz I'd corrupt not cops for Death,
He did himself, did he.
'Cuz I'd no razors strop for Death,
He let grow his goatee.

'Cuz I'd not agitprop for Death,
now Trotskyites run free.
'Cuz I'd not secrets swap for Death,
roam pinkos, too -- carefree.
'Cuz I'd not "take a nop" for Death,
He deem'd my wisecracks "twee."

(work in progress)


 









Aramaic quop for Death 
noggins lop for Death 
Bunny Hop for Death 
rider's crop for Death
bebop for Death
clip-clop for Death
flip-flop for Death
lemon drop for Death,
lollipop for Death.
window shop for Death.
sop for Death,
play the fop for Death.
slop for Death.
kill -- full stop -- for Death,
mutton chop for Death.
malaprop for Death.
pot a scaup for Death...
all 'cuz I'd not stop for Death.

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