five fingers

five toes

five thoughts of you

five bare

five snail

five up stream

and five deep down

five inside

and five alive

five to six

and six to five

beg for five

and give you high

up your thigh

goodbye tonight

with all my might

fire the five

and news at o’clock

return the sent

and send the scent

forgot the five

sugar up my hive

salt the vinegar

and shake my hand

say the five

prayers till you die

alone again

on the 5th of five

in zero five

here i am

and there she went

could not have said

you better be wet

five is what I meant

and five is what I had

 

five

 

five

 

five

 

five

 

five

 

 

© 2005 David Greg Harth

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