If I should happen to attenuate my appellation, it would then become an article.
ACTORS BIOGRAPHY
____ ____ is an actor most famous
for his role as John Smith on the TV series Unnamed.
He is from the UK and started his
career having minor roles in small
touring stage productions for a year.
From 2023, he was cast as a
supporting role in a West End
production of Transient at the
Evanescence Theatre.
Migrating from the stage to the
screen, he had some uncredited
parts in short-lived television
shows.
In 2024, John Smith was a role that
he auditioned for. Initially, the role
was offered to another actor but
was turned down due to them
having to go into rehabilitation.
He worked on Unnamed until his
sudden firing from the show in
2026. Little is known about the
reason for this. However, it could
be linked to his current issues with
tax avoidance and alcoholism.
After a measly four year career, he
is no longer working in the industry.
I wrote an article, It is about a particle, I faced a few obstacles, My achievement is remarkable, And it is a miracle.
Senator Terms
As elected to Senate
Non preside
Obstruction is time observing Senate
Testimony of leadership is illiterate command of identity language and breach of security
Formal protocol for debriefing advance of intelligence
Financial terrorism acts
Senator Kennedy has the floor in his Senate term
War Room Broadcast
Free Speech literacy requirements
Asm Irwin
Why is the homeless apartments in our county in fraud court to be removed from Senate hearing and converted to profitable runs on the bank while dying poor justice is recorded?
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Your Article,
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In case of article fourteen
Quite a problem could have been
Solved completely, setting free
All from tribal pedigree
No prejudice would take place
Based on nation or the race
No one meets with deprivation
Well protected by convention
Be it truth, we could have been
Living in most fairiest dream
Ever dreamt about, or heard
Magic of the written word
Would reach out the moral height
For the sake of human rights
But of course it’s just a joke
Article fourteen evokes
Well known habit to proclaim
Vaguely written rules of game
That’s not law, but just convention
Paving hell with good intention
Fence the road, and change some slabs
Re-elect old fags and hags
No one reads conventions, man
Wishful thinking is a damn
That’s innate with human race
I would really be amazed
If the article fourteen
Meant to be a real thing.
A piece of this kind I had been stalling
But it had a voice and had been calling:
A voice The Begging Thing doing,,no shame:
For more than a calendar year the same.
I don't abhor comments on poetry
No article to earn me purgatory
This one might canonize The Wrong Guy
And subtly get thee to strange ideas buy:
The untouchable thoughts of Coleridge
Begin to house some of them in a fridge;
Between me and loved poets yawning gulf
While one could point to their great jobs on shelf.
Writer's emotions need not overflow
For verses planning a champion's hard blow
While Tranquillity may not condition
Assured recollection of intention.
In the line: 'I shall my things quickly pack'
Paired up with:"If my Cursed Boss says"it's sack"
You'll agree no emotions overflowed;
The last two rhymes had Persona's Boat rowed
Same as: 'I know why Esther is crying'
Linked to: Always The Tired of Trying!
Our human mind needs only little aid
When the challenge is to have "something" said.
At the age of 85
I feel lucky to be alive
Many of my friends are dead
Molly, Jane and her husband, Fred.
Molly went raving mad
Visiting her was more than sad
She did not recognise me,
She asked me to bring her a cup of tea
I had to call a nurse
The nurse that answered
Looked very terse
She grabbed me by the arm and said
"Undress immediately and get back to bed."
Suddenly I could not breathe,
I buttoned my coat and hastened to leave
My friend Jane and her husband Fred,
Both died one night when getting ready for bed.
Fred unexpectedly passed out on the floor,
Jane died of fright at what she saw.
My friends are all dropping like flies,
My relatives too are doing likewise.
I am not looking for pity,
I think God has forgotten about me.
If I open a school,
You’ll worship every rule;
To begin to touch a Tool
A Proven Settled Fool:
A Pond to Swimming Pool
Now A Horse, once A mule:
One who would a crowd pull;
In number my classes full!
Yes, A school all-day cool
But where you won’t ever drool…
For your ascertained truancy
No administrative Leniency;
For your beastly claw
That could blood draw…
When to cases you respond
And your facts don’t correspond;
You a lot cherish tradition
But would not make an addition…
You have been a facility
And we glimpse imbecility;
You often drive Dad’s vehicle
But can’t write an article…
AN ARTICLE ON CNN
Think the jollies are starting to return
Told you I wouldn't stay down long
Not those kind of jollies, you naughty people
Thought you might get me wrong
You people, you really should be ashamed
What kind of dude d'ya think I am
I'm quite respectable and live a clean life
But in reality it's all just a scam
Sometimes I'll be hanging from the chandelier
Overcome be these jollies I enjoy
Dribbling and drooling to beat the band
Talk about jollies, ooooh boy!
Must be careful at this extremely old age
Not as agile as I once used to be
So if you happen to see an article on CNN
Man falls from chandelier, it's me!
You’re to slap a customer
Stubbornly sticking to a thousand
For an article clearly worth ten thousand
And he to it, not a new- comer:
Buyers, after receiving your warm Hello’s
Trying to force out your hot bellows,
For which you could a head clout
And its owner disgracefully walk out!
You may customers slap
Who deny others a gap,
In your shop remembering The Armageddon
Or strenuously proclaiming’ The kingdom’:
Who purchasing spirit poison
And no more picking up what would one’s lips moisten;
One’s butchered interest hurrying to a grave yard
Ta later rise with The Saints, very hard!
You should a customer slap
Or his knuckles rap
After touching an edible
And in minds this becomes indelible:
What could’ve sold itself before the fingering,
Another buyer’s decision eternally lingering…
Aye, the ungovernable customer
Making sentences and no comma!
Partly debating the price of a good
Partly eyeing your wife and swinging her mood:
Be ye right handed,
Connect your sparks-discharging slap to his left cheek,
For there it is urgently demanded:
The Peppery Hot for one full week!
F-raudulent
A-rticle
K-eeps
E-mploying
N-oxious
E-xpression
W-ith
S-cam
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
FYI, Fellow Poets:
In today's (March 26, 2019) edition of the Wall Street Journal, on the front page no less, is an article entitled, "Haikus About Space // Make Science Less Tedious // So Hope Scientists." Perhaps it's not great poetry, but the fact that scientists are employing poetry at all in the cause of engaging lay people--and hopefully young people!--and interesting them in 'things science' ---well, that's pretty amazing, I guess. At any rate, you can 'read all about it' in today's WSJ if you like. (Btw, haikus about science were dubbed 'scicus' in the article).
Brexit Sonnet No.27
‘For Article 50’
Our Will; Methinks he would’st protesteth much!
Brexit marks our discontented winter.
By the pricking of our thumbs, We are such
Stuff as dreams are made of, soon to splinter?
But our eternal summer shall not fade,
Vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself,
Is no spur suited for deal to be made.
Fight, not to be on history’s dusty shelf.
Parting is no sweet sorrow, for tomorrow
And tomorrow and tomorrow will come.
Our Bard of Stratford has quotes to borrow,
This midsummer madness must be undone.
And that thou teachest how to make one twain,
By praising him here who doth hence remain!
©Keith Murphy
Oh mankind you claim to be civilized
but you are ruthless and barbaric.
You claim to have compassion
but you are heartless and unfeeling.
You say you are just but you are corrupt.
You rape the earth;
your greed causes you to consume all that you can
with no regard for your future self.
HOW LONG CAN YOU SURVIVE?
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