Best Gan Poems

Well, my father was a farmer, just chickens and cows
When it came to raisin' 'em, he really knew how
To milk those bovines for all they were worth
And to keep those chickens from wrasslin' in the dirt
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Health got you down?
  Blood pressure's up?
Can't sleep at night?
  Nothing left in your cup?

Hey! Take it easy!
  Kick back! Settle down!
You take life too seriously!
  Go find your inner clown!

Kid around! Tell a joke!
  Think of a funny riddle!
Come...

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Her name was Nola
From Hispaniola
She liked to get her fix
On Coca-Cola

She liked to coochy-coo
With everyone she knew
But when she blew her nose
Then all her friends withdrew

At Corona
Corona virus
It's the hottest spot
North of your sinus

At Corona
We fell pell-mell
Ah ah ah
Don't feel so well
Ah ah ah, ah...

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China Spies and Lies

Concentration camps in the north
disappearing book sellers in the south
Chinese spies hunt one and all
Army of thieves , worldwide

Zhao Ziyang, where is he?
erased from Chinese history
where is the brave young man
who battled one thousand tanks?

Xu Jiatun, where is he?
erased from Chinese history
truth...

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Last Dance


It was a beautiful day 
A day of celebration, a day of thrill
It was the day of my sister’s 18th birthday 
The most waited day of a girl to be a lady 
and I? I was a girl that time and all I have...

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The crime is snowed over, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s  Il neige sur le crime

Are we buried under snow holding our silence
in what immense Cimmerian (collision) of terror ?
The mouth kept open in the shriek of interminable shade 
lips held fast in the frozen depths
we...

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An unfortunate calibre is a turtle turning in a towel. Vast vistas vacate villages videoing vests vehemently And all the time the sleeping beast snores as the cattle drive by in their mooving mobile manufactured machines. It is never wise to sit and stare at...

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Fear
The shout of a man sitting at a table
He was collecting all bottles, and glass that he was able 
I turned to my husband and said what do you think?
Some guys stood behind us and said "lets get a drink."
I moved to the side, I...

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The 8th of September twenty twenty two
A day of sad news is brought to you
London Bridge has fallen this was said
At eighteen thirty two Queen Elizabeth II  is dead

Her Royal Highness reigned for seventy years
Her subjects she'd blood, sweat and tears
The longest reigning monarch...

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IRONY

My joy that I wasn't born a Nigerian
Is that my parents are Yorubas
I would have been limited to Naira

Mo dúpé pé mo lókó nílé (All thanks, I have a hoe)
Mo láyò pé omo alápatà sá lèmi(I rejoice, I am the butcher's offspring)

Nigerians should say alhamduliLhai
That...

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Joyous rapture awoke sleeping animalistic giant: 
carnal, feral, gonadal horniness in deed, when defiant

this primate crossed figurative 
   paths with a stunning woman 
older than a spring chicken freed 
   via ma hen nah paws van
jealous (of casual suitors), 
when I...

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POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS




Aspen to Maine...London to Rome...Tok-y-O-to Mars
And Mars to Venus'...outter-stars!
When your mixing bowl...is...set...just-right
Cars come rolling...and the Stars...in their cars...PETAL-TO-METAL
To reach your stars!
FIVE-STARS...when the recipe is...SET RIGHT!

Beefy-guy...cheesey-girls...ALOTTA-HOT-AIR
Baking-it-Right!
MIXED-RIGHT!
Fruity-Cakes...and a Cheese-Cake Princess...ALOTTA-TO-MATOES
Baking-it-Right!
MIXED-RIGHT!
None-of-your-business!

It's a FIVE-STAR-DINER...in Pink-Champagne and Ice!
THAT'S-Nice!
It's a FIVE-STAR-DINER...in Pink-Champagne...

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Patradoot or The Messenger  2/Many
Originally written in Hindi by my late 
father Dr. Amar Nath Kaporr around 1932


English version 

Being a prisoner I can bring my beloved,
In my mind through meditation only,
Due to separation from my beloved,  I can sing 
My expressions coming...

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Oh dear merciful Father of Heaven, our God,
Devotion brings faith, for knowledge we nod.
A little clay lamp in remote village gives light,
Street light shines in city, street looks so bright.
Night tells here light story,
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

Flower in deep forest does...

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You must remember this, the way the young French waiter
pronounced her name, Sarah Vog-gan
singing "April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom,
This is a feeling, No one can ever reprieve..."  And how
on a small balcony in Paris where God spends His
summers, a baguette blessed with supper...

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