Category Archives: poem

I know why my mojo goes away

Scram, skedaddle and shoo oh ye mood polluter annoying and vile. Well rah-rah you are preaching for your team – as do opponents whose numbers compete. Must be nice to never fret or second-guess every aspect of everything from the … Continue reading

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fated for poetry?

When really getting a good look at the magical actions these buttons are capable of – as in dimension crisscross and zigzag; sober or highly inebriated, well yeah, fireworks ensue – brightly and loud they do ensue. And secrecy is … Continue reading

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damn duck mortals

She is a phantom favoring feathers though souls wiser may have had more practice in getting started well before the dawn and in scoping the local eateries. Maybe she missed the river hatchery and maybe she shed a tear when … Continue reading

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and another thing

Way back when I had to look up what you mean because I keep forgetting I ain’t eighteen no more, as in that distant misty era to be a patriot meant hedonism which doesn’t necessarily mean to me what I … Continue reading

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words to stay afloat

to make a cartoon wolf play a human being in bibs (even when decked in man boobs) dims the rather savage nature of neither – and let’s go ahead and include much of what is to be nether – wherever … Continue reading

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more morning nonsense exercise

All of a sudden a redolent voice clicked its microphone and blew and tapped it and asked if the thing was on and the echo in the valley affirmed this truth so the voice gave the droning fader a touch … Continue reading

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hostile terrain, continued

but see, turning back is out – the scout reports and a recon team will verify that brambles whose intentions are naught but bad have all but devoured and plan to continue to attack and to devour every ounce of … Continue reading

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