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‘Savor the moments
that are warm
and special
and giggly.”
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~ Sammy Davis, Jr.
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Elfje: (Cinquain) classic: each word only one syllable
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jest
not real
just for fun
it makes me laugh
joke
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Lune: 5 / 3 / 5
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just as God made it
natural
adapting to now
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Poem:
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please read
it may be just what you need
a kick in the pants to get you started
a journey not for the fainthearted
let us take a trip to nowhere
where productive thinking is very rare
destination: the seat of government
a place full of fanciful wonderment
how did these clowns ever get elected
making laws common sense rejected
a politician’s authority for personal gain
corruption, graft, the richest gravy train
how can they afford those huge mansions
a slap on the wrist that they call sanctions
Nepotism, Cronyism, who’s not qualified ?
their excuse is that their hands are tied
bad lawyers running to assuage their egotism
their dictionaries do not include the word altruism
always at conflict with their primary purpose
acting like wolves going for an opponents carcass
billionaires bought the last election
has democracy lost its moral direction
now is the time to do your part
vote with your head, not with your heart
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ME and the Boss
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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com
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“Music resembles poetry,
in each are nameless graces
which no methods teach,
and which a master hand
alone can reach.”
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― Alexander Pope
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Elfje: (Cinquain)
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melodic
fingers dance
strings respond accordingly
tuned instrument, dynamic virtuoso
piano
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Haiku:
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sunrise muted haze
the master hand of nature
sunset brilliant blaze
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Poem:
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dimpled dancer Lilly
acting kind of silly
with talents endowed
excited the saloon crowd
ambition consumed her
practiced becoming a poseur
married to gain status
climbed upon the political apparatus
power became her passion
her persona she did refashion
she changed her name to Hillary
her soul bought by the big artillery
her ego convinced her she had won
she actually believed she was a nun
the electorate saw through her scam
she failed in their final exam
there is more yet to unfold
will the true story ever be told
has her foundation received its last donation
will what she deserves ever come to fruition
maybe she should just become Lilly again
and cease giving everyone a rectal pain
stop being the pot calling the kettle black
time to give Bill his deserved kickback
Gulliver struggled with the lilliputian
American’s their moral prostitution
how will democracy ever survive
surly it will not be by watching The Five
religious or not , say a prayer
hope will find a cure . . . somewhere
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