Best Hisself Poems

I made a trip to New York
and surely looked like a dork
staring at the sky
scrapery so high
(and sometimes ogled a nork*)

I took a walk to the dock
heard so many kinds of talk
from seething masses
(and some were asses**)
all I could do was just gawk

I went out...

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Im going to tell you a story about a skateboarder who thought he was destined to only love skateboarding. Not to long ago there young man who was missing something in his life years and years went by and he couldn't find out what it...

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for Eric Mottram (1924 - 1995)*

 a life of toil for the man in the centre
 a hub in the peripheral tireless wheel
 
   where he go then where he go this working man
   he go on waking people  ...

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STRAIGHT FROM THE HORSE'S MOUTH
A man should know the price he'll have to pay
for any cow or piglet he will buy
unless he's got the cash to throw away
for buying something then to wonder why!

He's got to look a horse deep in its eyes
and check its...

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here be en emimy of tombstone jack
his eminy tried to shoot em back
but ole jack made em see the light
he done it fastr en he done it right
jack showd em the errer to his ways
he sure enoff put the end to his days
 jack doe...

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He drove up to the Triple "T" Ranch in his brand new Cadillac!
In his air-conditioned trailer wuz his Arabian steed an' the finest tack!
He'd dreamed uv bein' a real workin' cowboy since he wuz a tad,
So he fitted hisself out with the latest fashions there...

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Cap'n & the Wench *part the second*

Says the Wench to the Cap'n "I thinks I'll have Me a Tequila!" 
So says the Cap'n to the Wench "Go right ahead Me Dear~
I'll be hard a'lee ta feel Ya!"

With an Evil Grin & a Twinkle in his...

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SUN TRAN history 
 
 Passenger Pigeons carry messages to people entrenched at 
www.wwone/ditched in doughboy britches wearing Army boots of wool 
 August 3, 1914 special free edition of the BerlinTageblatt announces "The War 
with France”...

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Some say art is a window into our imagination, a port to our soul
A portal that meets the mind and all of our senses
Mixtures of raw colors engaging in love to create 
Names of shades of color one hardly hears of are present 
Still the...

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Preponderance 
Preponderance 
 
 
So many people live in darkness and superstition the web and internet eye am 
certain add some falter in among them let us see just how bad this thing could 
get. The bible verse is plainly written and taken from the...

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The Second Fable 
The Second Fable 
 
The BusYness 
 
 
The Alcoholic boss: 
       The man was doing inventory when the lady called his namme. 
“Johnny what is wrong with you eye just looked out at the van?...

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He's 'King of the Home'
in his high chair and gown,
takin' his feedin's with 
dreams of bein' downtown;

his jazz band was playin'
he'd swing and he'd sway;
he remembers those times
like it was yesterday.

Sneakin' drinks from old Joe,
playin' cards in the back,
goin' upstairs with Lil
so he don't lose...

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LONESOME
SOUND 
			
Old man said he could hear that whistle blow a hundred miles 
and they could write a song about that. 
Said he could tell how many cars a train freighted 
just by how sad was its wail.

Old man said, trains usually sounded out at...

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AntiPoem 36
“Silent Mercies”

(Poet’s Instruction: Softly play in the background Mario Lanza singing
“Your Tiny Hand Is Frozen” from Puccini’s La Boheme, while reading this AntiPoem)


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Look over there.
See the stunned grandmother knitting,
Not speaking a word neither, nor listening, 
Pretending she’s okay when she isn’t.
Notice the moribund listing...

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WHEN LOVE BLEEDS

IT IS BECAUSE WE HAVE NOT ATTEND TO HIS NEEDS INDEEDS.
AND AGAIN, WHEN LOVE BLEEDS, IT BECAUSE WE ARE NOT WILLING TO PROCEEDS
ALONG WITH HIM, WHILE LEADS.

FURTHERMORE, WHEN LOVE BLEEDS,
IT IS BECAUSE WE HAVE NOT EMBRACED HIS GOOD; NATURAL SEEDS AND DEEDS.
AND SO,...

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