Horizon bound!
In sight of Nevermind's abode...
A brush of lilies here-there trace
This breathless, stony road.
By the creaky passing of
Yon rigid, horse-drawn hearse,
It pains to see such lively ones
So sorely lacking mirth.
All time has passed!
Comes judgement day.
Seek not to listen as He
Straddles His commode;
Try not to hear it as His bowels
Let loose their slick, wet load.
Focus instead upon His lunatic decree.
Upon His gavel, trailing dreams, He
Wields with such uncanny glee...
Weep...such sweet remorse...
Pure, pristine sin you've yet to see.
Miss Barker, let me say a word,
though this to many seem absurd.
Your attitude I find pragmatic,
not judgmental, not dogmatic.
So poetry is not your strength
though some will go to any length
to immortalize themselves in verse,
writing dogerell, if not worse.
Avoid concerns to you so alien.
Be what you are, a Pomeranian.
You believe in a book that has talking animals,wizards,witches,demons,sticks turning into snakes,food falling from the sky,People walking on water and all sorts of stories and you say that we are the ones that need help...Dan Barker...
am i not
only going
to get up on
a soapbox and
tell you what you
will see be
hind the curtain
but certainly you'll
agree that the pittance
you paid will seem less then
the value
of what you
saw in second
thought after you
left leaving you with
memories
like a drug
flashback
at any time
or anywhere
your paid penny
entrance fee
will pay over
and over
again
so ladies and
gentlemen
step right
up and
see
the beauty that
didn't launch
a thousand
ships but
a beauty
that has had more
then a thousand
poems written
for her no not
in stone
but the
one and
only mi Musa
Diosa Melissa
Trump Barker In Sideshow
Trump's financial records are n New York on file
Look like he is going through period of denial
Seems so rich and everything he can afford
Even made Daughter Chairman of a board.
If asking her a question why should you bother
Who would say anything against own father
No matter what he did or perhaps direction
Trump was pleasing and sign of pure perfection.
His perfection thought that we often perceived
But were ill-informed as well as misconceived
As reality daily did become much more starker
Trump did turn out to be a sideshow barker.
I am b-a-c-k.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
You were always in the television spotlight,
hosting the game show “The Price Is Right”.
Amongst the many loud audience cheers,
we saw you onstage for thirty-five great years.
Before that, you had many experiences
as the host of the show “Truth or Consequences”.
You were never a stranger to fortune and fame;
even with that very short-lived "The Family Game".
With quick humor and wit, and a beaming smile,
you made winners and losers feel great all the while.
You were also a spokesperson for more than a generation.
You urged us to control the pet population.
For contributions to television, much credit is due.
Since you have gone, we sorely miss you.
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