Best Preferences Poems

There was a young fellow named Tony,
Who wouldn't eat his macaroni.
He hollered out, "Hey,
Take this slop food away.
Just bring me a stick of baloney."

Written; November 14, 2014...

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I don’t have a favourite;
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum

I love tarty Marti
And svelter Delta
Sloppy Poppy
And vulgar Olga

I love baddy Maddie
And angrier Andrea
Clean Jean
And fairer Farah

I love scorer Pandora
And messy Bessie
Gaudy Maudie
And sassie Cassie

I love a damp vamp
To tell the...

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QUIRKS

I once had a friend long time past 
Who was wont to always break his fast
On cornflakes not with honey and milk
But pickled onions, gherkins and their ilk

Now if that’s not a quirk I’ll eat my hat
But when I do I must specify that
The brim...

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I don’t have a favourite,
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum

I love Grim Kim
And Moanie Toni
Henpecky Becky
And Naggy Maggie 

I love Bella Stella
And Indie Lindy
Funny Honey
And Windy Cindy

I love Tarty Marti
And Burley Shirley
The Felon Helen
And that twirly girlie

I love Flabby Gabby
And...

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I don’t have a favourite,
I love them all
Shorty and sporty
Petite and tall

Dowdy and flashy
High and mighty
Shy and vivacious
Safe and flighty 

I love Juicy Lucy
Smelly Kelly,
Scraggy Maggie
And Silly Millie

I love Gay Mei
And Straight Kate
Spotty Dotty
And Plain Jane’s great

So is Jolly Molly
Clingy thingy
Obese Louise
And Skinny Ginny 

I...

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I don’t have a favourite,
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum

I love Prayer Claire
And Lazy Daisy
Gaudy Maudie
And Crazy Maisy

I love Blue Sue
And Classy Darcy
Timid Ingrid
And Brassy Marcie

I love Shy Di
And Sullen Ellen
Beige Paige
And Barren Karen

I love Chipper Pippa
And Hairy Mary
All of...

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I have a favourite type of girl,
Nothing wrong with that
I love my ladies ample
Like beautiful Fat pat
Also Porkus Dorcas
And Obese Louise,
Glandular Angela
Gives me a good squeeze
I love voluminous
I love them rounder
I love them full bodied
Because rounder is sounder...

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Our preferences always align,
With what our minds believe.
Our ideologies alone,
Are what our minds perceive.

And we accept no other truth
Than what our minds prefer.
Our reasoning is built upon
What preferences infer.

Some prefer that no God exist,
This is the road they choose.
They close the door with righteous zeal
On...

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I have a favourite type of girl,
I love my ladies trim
Like Skinny Ginny
And Ultra slim Kim

I love them thin and bony
Not a hint of saggy
I like Scrawny Dawny
And Scraggy Maggie

Lovely Lean Jean
Or Slender Brenda
For the nearer the bone
Is sweetest and tender...

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I have a favourite type of girl,
But it’s not like I am facile
Nothing wrong with preferences
I just like my girls to be gracile

Sinuous and willowy 
I don’t look for a pretty face
But they should have about them
Some elegance and grace

It takes the like of Nimble...

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I am much more likely to feel like a respectful,
trusting family member
than an entitled warrior,
while outside "property improvements"
rather than inside anthropocentric habitats.

Sometimes
even as I approach my favorite sanctuary,
an AllSouls Unitarian-Universalist built structure,
I feel more sacred peace before I open our front door
of intended mutual hospitality
accommodation
conversation
accompaniment...

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A faded white shirt
    accents his rumpled brown suit
  He takes his place unobtrusively
    sits content, quietly

  His preferences pedestrian
    narrowly bourgeoisie
  Guests sample exotic liquors
    His pleasure is tea

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Some prefer cherry
  Others like grape
'Whatever, it's a tomato'
  Said the hungry ape...

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Mystery books have been devoured by preteens since the fifties.
I remember graduating from Nancy Drew to Trixie Belden.
Or maybe it was the other way around.
In eighth grade I discovered Agatha Christie and “Then there were none”.
I think a few boy readers read The Hardy Boys,...

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A body that’s lean
Money that’s green
A house that’s pristine
Surroundings that are serene
A flexible schedule, not routine
Protection from the unforeseen
A loving companion who’s not mean
A person to answer the phone, not a machine
Genuineness in others, not a smokescreen
Help when needed, to appear on the scene
Complete trust...

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