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Imp-Each-Ment-Air-Ditty Ii

IMP-EACH-MENT-AIR-DITTY - II Coast-Guard droned and whined striding on Beach « Who dares to teach me how to close breach ? Hand over the saddles ! I’ll dump them in puddles ! No-one , I say, rides bareback on Leech ! » Peach of a Teach lay bareback on Beach Counting on four bets to counter Leech « What if Coast-Guard turns coat ? Calls no bets after vote ? » Who’s to reach for reins to saddle Leech ? Hocus-Pocus ! POTUS ! Teach Impeach ! Who rules as Leech trots on beyond reach ? Now we have hung Jury ImPeachMentAlIty No more bets, please ! Beseech not Teach to preach ! Leech filly chairs G-20 ! O ! Screech ! Vice-POTUS heifer draws 50G bleach ! High stakes family fun The World is a top spun ! Will POTUS filly rule from the new breach ? (c) T.Wignesan - Paris, January 15, 2020

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S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri

Date: 1/15/2020 8:48:00 AM

Woah wow sublime extraordinary and seems sarcastic. Great pun and word play in awesome rhyme scheme. Kudos . Pls pleez do review/ comment my newest poem too.

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri
Date: 4/21/2020 2:39:00 AM

By the way Arthur Vaso started it and sent me provocative hate comments so I merely replied him. I'm glad no one else is so unkind and provocative, there is one woman Christian too who likes to provoke me.

T Wignesan
Date: 1/17/2020 3:06:00 AM

Okay, Zaynab, just to be neighbourly, I'll say since you insist with 2 "pleases" that I comment on your poetry: from the little that I have read, you have the poet's "eye" (whatever this means), but like a landscape painter who avoids the colours and sounds, you focus on the topography in spatio-temporal linear form...No offence meant. Every good wish. Wignesan

T Wignesan
Date: 1/15/2020 2:58:00 PM

Greetings from Paris ! Hope the New Gregorian Year brings you reader blessings and attention - both of which you're hardly short of. It's a long poem you have provided for comment. Not that I like PS-kind of exchanges: it can be quite irksome. I read your encounter with Arthur Vaso, and I wonder what all that hot-air has to do with Poetry! Many thanks for your comment.