Best Lay Out Poems

Joe Biden now rules our White House
Together with his 'doctor' spouse.
   His blunders, for sure-
   We have to endure;
To caring, he does not espouse.

Those mishaps, like names he misspoke-
For sure, were not meant as a joke.
   But much worse...

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Stop, smell the roses and take your time.
Drop your guard and open your prosaic mind.
                              ...

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Can you see
through to his invisibility
Don’t grasp onto
who you need him to be.
Sure, he’s a bit complicated
Let him be fancy free and overstated 
If you try to hard you’ll never be sated

Change this
change that
He’ll never be that cat
Meow mix baby 
listen to him scat
His ideas...

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HABITS

We wake up in the morning,
Our memory, collecting storing,
The same data over, and over again,	
It becomes entrenched – a habit is due,
What triggers habits, just a simple cue!
We pass a highway that we know well
And put our car into cruise mode, swell,
This is routine, and...

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The day begins as the sun rises up
Like a big orange ball from the sea
It’s the bluest sky that has ever been seen
So pack up your bags, don’t forget the sun cream
For the seaside is calling us loud and clear
As we make our way down...

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Summer………
Ah, what music north.

Lay out on summer at last.
Pipe the first faint break of cloud and air.
Pipe the heated rotten,
          the over sweetened bloom.
Pipe the soothing heat in summer’s name.

Lay out on summer’s depth,
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Once I sat upon your throne
to visit a familiar chair
I am the Empress overthrown
I no longer rule or scare
My face is in the picture
since 1968
There is no kind of stricture
I'm sitting at the gate
I stand for birth and promise
of a new dawn seeping in
and of...

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I opened the closet and walked on in
my foot hit something that fallen from its bin.
An old pair of shoes - wrinkled and worn,
lay out on the floor reminding me of a long lost friend.

Quite a story old shoes can tell
where we've gone - a...

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“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.” 
Anatole France

"I heard you wanted to see me Boss?", Lucifer asked.

"I can always see you Lucifer", replied God. "No, I wanted to meet with you. Why are you always messing...

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Additional free advice to those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL with Commentary
[*like presidents, prime ministers, dictators of declining (falling or fallen) nations or even empires]

K442: urranOy niikki uraa amai munkaakkum
            petriyaarp peenik...

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I watched the Eagles win a Super Bowl
So I screamed break out the band
But then I found I was in Disney World
In a place called Fantasy Land
I got tickets for the next game
They were playing Arizona  at home
I thought they should beat Arizona
But they...

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A Coffee Merchant was the first man to find,
The corpse as he started off on his daily grind!
What he saw filtered through, so he had grounds
To send for the Police, to investigate what he'd found!

He’d found the corpse lying by the side of a well,
It...

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Slice that ripe green Avocado
Love it with my rice and beans
Oh it looks so ripe and yellow
Slice it like a tangerine

Let's make love under La Palma
Lay out our blanket on the clean
Luquillo sand - allow the Puerto Rican 
Sun to bath us with its warm...

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Pleasure is.
So sweet the seasons sounds,
That makes for those summer days.
Skies make for a back drop of hues of blue,
Sweet mowing grass now sheared as hay.

Upon my face the beads of perspiration,
As I wipe my fevered brow.
The days now long as I swing forth the...

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Sappho fragment #155
translation by Michael R. Burch 

A short revealing frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!

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Sappho fragment #156
translation by Michael R. Burch 

She keeps her scents
in a dressing-case.
And her sense?
In some undiscoverable place.

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Sappho #47
translation by Michael R. Burch 

Eros harrows my heart:
wild...

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