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  • Re: Hell Stomper

    From mummycullen@mummycullen@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (MummyChunk) to alt.arts.poetry.comments on Fri Sep 25 06:42:44 2026
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    Fred Oinka wrote:
    He makes his way through downtown
    In the streaming distorted cacophony
    Unmolested by unreality
    The lambs will steer clear of him
    For the shearing is his way
    The bleeding does not touch him
    Having shed one skin too many
    Finding the cameo
    Hand in pocket
    Thumb to face remembering
    Time in other clothes
    Before the trapdoor sprang
    The moment is nostalgic at best



    Poetry posted 20 years ago by Fred Oinka
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  • From Will Dockery@user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid to alt.arts.poetry.comments on Sat Sep 26 10:59:44 2026
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    mummycullen@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (MummyChunk) posted:
    Fred Oinka wrote:

    He makes his way through downtown
    In the streaming distorted cacophony
    Unmolested by unreality
    The lambs will steer clear of him
    For the shearing is his way
    The bleeding does not touch him
    Having shed one skin too many
    Finding the cameo
    Hand in pocket
    Thumb to face remembering
    Time in other clothes
    Before the trapdoor sprang
    The moment is nostalgic at best

    Poetry posted 20 years ago by Fred Oinka

    I remember this poem but didn't remember Fred Oinka posted it.

    Later, there was a poet calling himself "Hell Stomper" who I suppose might have been Fred, as well.
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