After election party-hopping is prohibited
Now come the complains and slanders
Gone the frog comes the toad
Bet is no more bet
Defeat is still far away to be admitted
Hustle and bustle carries on after election and sworn in
Maybe settle scores at an opportune moment
Maybe democracy is challenged
Where's justice
Maybe this is the new way of life
The child was reluctantly admitted to the meditation circle.
She wore a necklace with a mandala
Was this arrogance or ignorance?
How enlightened can she be? We asked each other.
I admit we were snotty about it.
I was one who was a doubter.
Our meditation was silent and enjoyable.
We were asked to share what we had seen.
The child was hesitant.
The master kept asking.
I saw myself, she finally admitted.
That is surely wrong, I thought.
The master bowed to the child.
You are now my instructor he told her.
Admitted?
There they go again at it like there’s no tomorrow
Maybe they know something we don’t
Listen to her shriek and scream while they
And I hear their bed collapse as he jumps from the wardrobe
The crack of a bullwhip is there connecting to naked flesh
I pity but envy what they’re doing pleasure with pain
They’re both sharing a journey together while I’m alone
I want to join them before the world ends
All they can say is No right?
Maybe I’ll be admitted and feel their whip
And get to cum inside his mistress
It’s better than watching old TV reruns
I’ll put on my t shirt and shorts then call round
I feel desire and list my cock is hard as I hear
His mistress devilishly shout and scream
I want some of that fun right now
I knock on their door and wait…
Instead of being a corrupted victim,
self imposing voluntary blindness,
fear of solitude disguised behind shy behaviors
or another's condemned etiquette
which actually is only a transparent mask
foolishly worn atop obvious weakness
that you pretended to prevail over so long ago,
only to find yourself gasping for even a single breath
while you choke on everything you thought you knew already-
Now you begin to realize that finding so much unknown
in that space you previously thought was quite familiar-
terrifies you beyond even your darkest nightmares...
perhaps time has arrived to discontinue convincing
If only yourself of bravery adorned
which in reality you continue to lack,
and begin whatever necessary battle
is standing in your way
to locate strength
which fear has kept comatose,
while unearned pride was one of many masquerades
eluding you to exhibit repeatative failures instead,
Regardless if you ever admitted that,
even if only to yourself before.
They said I needed help.
They admitted me to the
ward of madness and shoved
pills into me that made me a
scarecrow. A man of straw
shuddering in the wind as
weak as my resolve to be me.
I never came to life again.
I died in bright light at peace.
The crows sent me on my way.
I was buying a hot dog at a hot dog stand,
Reluctantly here at this silly ball game anyway
When a lady asked me if I am who I am.
I am used to people not liking me for who I am
For I turn them in when they hurt their children
But I said yes this was me.
She grabbed my hand and hugged it.
Said her daughter thought highly of me.
Could not stop quoting me.
I asked who her daughter is.
Ashamed to say I do not know this child.
I am a school counselor for over six hundred children.
This name did not mean a thing to me.
I looked her up later.
A face I barely recognized.
The perils of being assigned to way too many children.
But I think this shows one thing.
You never know who you might be accidentally helping.
Hillary Admitted She Was Committed
Many things Hillary had admitted;
Whatever she did was committed;
Complete control;
Reached each goal;
Acted proper and in perfectly fitted.
Jim Horn
Hillary What Happened Book is great
and so Is Dear Madam President that
should have madamasoille added to it.
Admitted and Committed
Those who fool around and this admitted;
Realized comedy f errors have committed;
Learn how to speak,
Should others seek;
From all efforts to improve you benefitted.
Jim Horn
About Trump Admitted
About Trump we have often admitted,
To insane asylum should be committed;
Each sight after sight;
All day through night;
Due to being disturbed and dimwitted.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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