Best Bastes Poems

The guests were partying in the big house
a burglar sneaked in armed with a lead pipe
Mrs. White in the kitchen bastes a grouse
Colonel Mustard had guests caught in his hype

A candle stick shone while hung from a rope
in the library Miss Scarlett, dressed in red
felt...

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Wise no adulation, dedication and gratification 
   not emphasized the other three hundred and sixty four days a year
question their role as consumed end product of taxidermist, 
   gnome hatter clucks fie against industry where 
when thanksgiving gobbledygook brouhaha 
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Said Jonson, vulgar rhyme a petty crime
Swindling paupers begging fleeting stime
Opined syllabic compress from simple mimes
Which o'er lazy, temporal lobes did climb
Simple, jingoistic rhythms to prime
A crutch to prop up ailing metric time

Yet, Nature's species exist in kind
Mutated limbs rarely another tract find
Elliptical, redundant patterns...

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A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers...

Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, 
and unwittingly script vitality
and the prologue to Thanksgiving,
(which theme poem initially written)
about three hundred and ninety seven years, 
and nine months after February third 1621,
yet genesis of American November tradition 
pronouncing Meleagris gallopavo domestico
sacrificial bird...

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Sensual movements, procuring eyes, threatening stance, a man’s weakness. A 
lady’s grace symmetrical shape of a silohuette hips thin at the waist an angels 
frame, her voice bastes your ears gives your fantasies a taste. Her velvet skin her 
delicateness her walk gentle as the...

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no emotionally ecstatic experience compares 
   to the seminal instance 
   whence spermatozoa 
   (from profuse ejaculation) beget

the miraculous propensity 
   to procreate despite the steep odds 
   female fertility fosters potential impregnation 
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There is a man who likes to cook.
He doesn’t get his recipes from a book.
First he bastes,
Then he tastes.
His food happens to be real hook....

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               In the glade of sallowed comparisons
           as told by the shade of star-crossed ways, 
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