Best Breeders Poems

~the Fear of Never~ A DRINK TO REMEMBER!


   And the fire catches every time, my heart needs a sip
I bear no shame pouring, poisoned pabulum whisky down 
Lost in a place with hungry whores, ink paying  gigolos 
This night a respected gentleman...

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Politics is a dirty game,
So indeed is religion –
One screws with your mind,
The other with your soul;
One promises heaven on earth,
The other, heaven after death.

Trust not these savvy advocates –
Politicians, priests, mullahs, imams,
These breeders of
the ghosts and the goblins,
These keepers of
the deities and the demons,...

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Across the ridges, flats and ranges, in print, on radio and stages,
you may hear this tale wherever you may go.
Sometimes a stranger may confide, about that famous ride,
in the rodeo at Mildura's annual show.

For a Brahman bull, a tear away, meant for the rodeo this...

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Before it all began.....
Before our country in fear of opposition ran...
To the world's beginning of the end...
Was when foe became as enemy & no longer friend.

A fight broke out between the world's lands & people
Sending many to prayer within religion of their chosen steeple.
Against...and ready...

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The world's ugliest dog contest
has picked a monstrosity.
And it assumes its fiendish place, 
as a gross curiosity.

It looks like a Chupacabra,
a vampire alien creature.
One look and people shy away,
beauty is not its best feature.

Guilt-free inter-breeders sponsor
a biological freak show.
And this dog’s crowned the ugliest, 
in...

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BEFORE IT BEGAN

Before it all began.....
Before our country in fear of opposition ran...
To the world's beginning of the end...
Was when foe became as enemy & no longer friend.

A fight broke out between the world's lands & people
Sending many to prayer within religion of their chosen...

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Sunlit water frolics
over a stone-strewn base.
Chattering waters, 
playfully tumbling children 
on a high hill, rolling down.

Both translucent and opaque
blues and greens magnified
by reflection, slice-cut by refraction,
laved with a satin-wetness; stones color,
beginning where, ending where;
I am not to know.

High mountain waters
strained of impurities by crystalline sand
gilded...

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Swingers of drenching waters
Drifters of fini coasters

Skating on lines of lakes and rivers
Dancing as spiral rafters

Bowing down before the sunny skies
Elongating wings of frozen cries
Beaks of clamored pleas
Speaks with enamored gees

Lake of praying feathers
Wake of snowy, silent breeders
Flakes of glowing winter chills
Ice plates dining on...

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You fixin' to get CLIPPED (clueless beast!)
Or dismembered for a mutton feast
Make a break from your breeders
Don't follow lyin' leaders!
Or you gonna' get FLEECED (at the least!)

***For Carolyn's Contest...

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Breeders' Cannon Ball plays for days and decades even onto eras
Feeders on the bottom plus top down voodoo economics, no trickle
De-weeders? Why? Lawns are hype realistic so fake AF and anti-kith
Xeroscape like rape by statute not as consent is all we had and glad
as if...

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Humans are like sheep, bound to comply
One says, “jump,” others say, “how high?”
Some are born leaders
Some are born breeders
Prefer the latter coz I'm a stud, I can't lie


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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“You stiff-necked people, with uncircumcised hearts and ears! You are just like your fathers: You always resist the Holy Spirit! Was there ever a prophet your fathers did not persecute? They even killed those who predicted the coming of the Righteous One. And now you...

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Make a noise! 

What?

Something, anything that's going to get them movin'.

What?

The mouths.

Mouthe's huh?

The story is told with the mouth.

So is the ******.

Not really, well anything can tell you anything more than that! But this is starting in a tiny village next to Wimbly's Cafe where...

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It was love at first sight seeing your furry faces. 
To scoop you up and take you to various places. 
Me and Ash are so happy to be your mom and dad. 
Your shenanigans made us both glad and mad. 

First our oldest Robbie, thinking...

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how the  else you going to progress
if you don't Sherlock Holmes the mirror
look what we've become
men hunting each other
for sport money and babes
an insane ability to believe anything
and that's all there is to it
you notice these things do you
goes my neighborhood Gestapo man
my great...

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