T h e F ig’ure F l i n g e r
N ever E v e r L i n g er wi th
a F i g u r e F l i n g er
You m a y well fin d o u t
what inside out is actually like
I used to be the right way around until
I met the Shaman Sisters all feathered and frothy and
Van Dyke dikkity doodaH DoOdaH brown
with twitchy Bird Beaked Hands a clickity clacking
a bit like a crustacean crab pie in limbo
I even knew my left from your right
in those days
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| The Figure Flinger |
always remember
the right eye should never see what the left eye has seen
and b a c k t o f r o nt is not the new upside down
F l i n g s i n f a r f l u n g places are not
Atol Protected
S h i f t y S h a p e S h i f t e r s
Shaman Namen what does it matter as long as he loves his mother
I refuse to mention the b’b’ Bovine Head
let’s just say
I know why the right horn got broke
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| One Sister has a Bovine Head |
So why does the Bovine Sister have a special place in her tummy where her sister sits and knits
K Nit knit knitting
with Purl wise fingers
Some Say She knits her own shadow
Knit One P u r l O n e Cast Off a lot
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| The Knitter of Shadows |
Have you ever sMelt a F igure Flinger
Some smell all feathery ancient and moth eaten
like old dust smells nicer than new
Bovine and Aniline Aromatic and Free
Skeletons and bird beaks smell like
old ladies face fill powder with the perfume removed
Big Birds Feet just smell
and as for dangling limbs and medals
you have to make up your own mind on that
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| The Tree as a Young man |
Editors Note : Any references to reality
are strictly accidental
The Figure Flinger is a new member of the family and you
can see more of Paul Biddle's Cabinet of Curiosity by clicking
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