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Suitcases of green, yellow, and red Active, mellow, or go to your head Seems vacation is never-ending But I’m enjoying my happy ending Traveling through time and every vortex As if time stands still in my hex And each new … Continue reading

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An Out of Date Machine

An out of date machine Is as useful as a gene For its archaic design spells out A basic pattern to work about It’s as if it is a blue print For something better on the mint Since productivity brings … Continue reading

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Basic Talk

I’ve been waiting through the basic talk Length doesn’t matter I think as I walk As long as it’s open communication And meaning is varied by enunciation Through the basic talk I wait Just as a seed by the garden … Continue reading

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Smells Fab

  Smells Fab, doesn’t it? The laundromatt, pastures, prairies, and dogs? Smells Fab, doesn’t it? Mold, electronic gold, marvelous smog & vog? Smells Fab, doesn’t it? Stale beer, cigarettes, and urine? Smells Fab, doesn’t it? Incense, curry, patcholli, and myrrh? … Continue reading

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Even the wreckage still stands Of the coliseum and all its grand Events to mock, inspire, and revolt Our deepest emotions are but a joke It stands to remind us of jaw-drop Violence, blood and glory of flop Perfection is … Continue reading

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I Forgot the Dog

As I consume my home-cooked meal So well-deserved over hot stove I steal A forlorn look with eyes so attentive I forgot the dog and his incentive! As I cheerfully bound for the outdoors I slam the door of indoor … Continue reading

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Russell Stover

As I rustled through the wrappers Of Russell Stover’s candies to pamper Myself through a mindboggling struggle I haphazardly found a flavor to muddle Over the value of the tastebud’s surprise My hands applauding through the doubtful surmise

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Skip to My Lou

The computer sucks my time away like no tomorrow Even so, it somehow alleviates my sorrow Knowing there are so many souls like mine Crying out for a way to spend their time Because time spent is better than spent … Continue reading

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Kicking the Can

There are no Jones’ to keep up with Only Davy Jones’ locker So the next time you want to upgrade Think how it possibly degrades Since we throw everything away And recycle or repair the fray We never can make … Continue reading

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Cat in the Hat

Go with your gut or go with your head It doesn’t matter since you are not dead And even if you were, nobody forgets what you said Therefore there is immortality in our frugal liberty We make up to do … Continue reading

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