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It all dpends

I know you can groove
but I wanna see you
dance
i wanna see you dance
I wanna see you dance
Dance
Dance
Dance for me.....
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It all depends
and those who
so evers
and whats going on
and who's deemed clever
taken in account to
the calender
your plans and mine
and to what
each prefers
it al depends
it all depends

Giving consideration
to your cumstance
I'm opened to agreeing
dancers need preparation
lyrics need beleiving
it all depends
how the music takes it's
groove
whether they wanna shuck
and jive
or the people wanna
party and groove
it all depends
it just all depends

shoo be doo whop bop
skit doo be dooy
ah uh ooh we
doo be do be
shoo be doo woop woop
ah doo we doo we
ah doo we do ah
ah shoo be doo we

It all depends
in such consideration
what are we doing
what are saying
what's the rules
to what obligations
it all depends
it just all depends

Cake or Bust

There was a girl named Trina
She was a Pearl thin ballerina 
Then she ate
Chocolate cake 
Her thighs are no longer leaner

,,lust,must,,,bust,,

Lamenting over you
Infatuated by rue...

It rang true
the day i met u,,,

Wut ive been thru
Wasn,t cuz of u

I,v,e been blue
Haven't a clue

Flippin a, Y must I break?
I wont dooo it for ur sake

u 2? i beg 2 differ
if you luv me any bigger

creative n logic...
emotional and epic!

confidence
in
my
stride
and
on
my
side,

but
you
refuse
to
see
what
lies 
in
the
present...moment,,,

Retreating after a Routine Bust

how absurd…an owl,
wearing a night cap…the fowl
an audience howl

owl downs his liquor
his entertainment slicker
audience snicker

in midst, a jeerer
a foul audience nearer
here comes the sheerer

this owl on huge bough
seriously satisfied
resting one big eye

trees have been silenced
feathers like Autumn leaves float
owl is on retreat

owl dreams as bough shakes
he’s trying out sick routine
laughing to himself

Tryst or trust often its bust

Take the plunge..As I have before, try your friends..
Just to be sure.' Give them truth..Support' some trust
Then wait and see.' Expecting no love, or hate..that fire.'
For it might flare? Their will exposed, in steeped despair?
Who knows the spirit of humans? Deep to core? but one.!
The Great I Am, within deep seas we can't escape him
He's traced each wrinkle, none can berate Him.' And
So I turn to my only Father, who has warned me often 
 I had allowed for rather..? Well a different speil or option'
Did it depend in part how i'd spun the wheel.? God is
True let all others be liars' add the crackle of thorns to
To call those before Him called..?  God watches 'all people' 
And
Maybe, wonders?
At much stupidity as yet; he stokes hells fire.'

Adjust to Gong Bust Horn Haiku

when on table went bust
Horn Haiku I had to adjust
tell tale and into head thrust

God forbid what I did
was to act like a little kid
who had flipped his (her or their) lid.

when we had an urge
after there will be a surge 
are required to purge
(did play a dirge)
(have to see a surge ((surgeon))
(erupt when we encourage)
(would disappear when we did discourage)
(prefer pizza with my porridge)
(when the bells would ringy
I did become dingy)

on side watched boat list
when my point you must have missed
would become an anarchist (anti-Christ) 

would be weak and weary
God could made weather dreary
tune we should carry

(which would seem very scary)
(which may vary)
(when we quoted a query)

while God is great and pure
made us safe, sane and secure
life we can endure
(what we knew for sure)
(life can be a cure)
(destroyed by der Fehrer)
(we would take a tour)
(cooked meat on a skewer)
(saw on an auto Gravier)

Hollywood Or Bust

It’s an amazing situation.
Came right out of the blue.
I had to pinch my arm to
Convince myself it’s true.
They want to film my novel,
Offered an amazing price,
No more nine to five drudgery
Which sounded so very nice.

Of course they’ve changed the
Location from Neasden to Japan 
And my middle aged heroine has 
Become a muscular action man.
It’s no longer a tale of
Strained domestic bliss
Now more a pot boiler about
International financial crisis.

They’re certainly wanting changes
To my more pedestrian plot,
And heaven only knows
How many characters  get shot.
I gasped in amazement at
The suggested A list cast 
Being a struggling new author
Certainly  a thing of the past.

Yes they wanted to film my novel
But I’ve turned them down flat:
Rather nine to five drudgery than
Association  with rubbish like that.
Goodbye dreams of riches
And back to the old rat race
But at least I’ll still be able 
To look myself in the face.

Trojan Bust

Was a fine brunette, her name was Helen 
She wanted round boobs, size of a melon
Schoolfriend Paris agreed 
Milking Troy, for the deed
She got them hand reared, not by a felon

Mars Or Bust

I'm joining Elon Musk
    It's Mars or bust
  If we don't make it
    we become space dust 

  But no way that's in the cards
    We'll get there, we try hard
  As for the trip back ~
    Er, perhaps you've a tip?

Eric Eyes Cleric

The breaking news is about Eric:
That he now wants to be a cleric,
Eyes on scriptures that once pissed him off,
His time for verses that stirred his cough.
Satan has, since, been mad, tears at nights.

But-trust him - is bouncing back for fights!
Now tells Eric that he is robust,
Bulging muscles all over his bust,
His argument that the vigorous
Wisely faces the Damned Rigorous!
Satan shall for Eric cancel 'Cleric'
Meet the Branch Manager of Berec
To present Eric as "Battery"
The fact voicing not as flattery.

Big Bust

A man who was built like an horse
Was stunned by his recent divorce
His wife learned her knockers
Excited some gawkers
And all of them could stay the course!

Love Bust

The only real thing is love
In fields of jade leaves,
Heliotropes sweet scent
Between cracks in concrete streets.

The only reality comes from love
In the butterfly blue houses
Of acacia lined roads,
Singing our bluebird songs.

Going Green Or Bust

I've turned over a new leaf, going green
It's green or it's bust, nothing in between --
   Lincoln, Hamilton, Jackson
   Ulysses Grant and Franklin --
But not Washington ~ that dollar has-been

To Mars Or Bust

Done with "Liven in the Lockdown"
We've sold up all our worldly stuff.
We're off tomorrow,
on our other worldly adventure,
our one-way migration to
"Habitat One", Utopia Crater, Mars.

Picked up a nice little condo pad
built 3D from local mud and water.
The 99 Mars year lease should see us out,
as Martian year is twice that on Earth.
This means we are guaranteed to live
twice as long on Mars as well. 
Unreal Bonus there!

The Mars Terraforming is going
exceedingly well, should be done and dusted real soon.
It will soon be Just like Earth used to be without the virus.
So, 'tis Real Good News, buddy! 
The Mars Realty agent guaranteed
that in five Martian years,
all Us Newbie Martians will
be able to venture out, free as a bird, 
and walk among the Martian trees
sucking in the fresh clean air,
without space suits or helmets.
Can't wait. Clean and virus-free air at last!

Best of all we picked up
Elton Musk's used 'Starship 1'
on Ebay for a song.
"Only One Owner!" 
"Only Done one Trip into Space!"
"Billionaire accessories and decor"
What a steal! 
It only needs to get us there, One Way.
So, one more sleep to go!
See Yah, All!

Bust, and Clouds Broke Down To Tears

Their conceit gone high 
Clouds try scale a lofty crest,
Break down, tears roll by—
Of fallen false pride in haste,
All Nature laughing in jest! 
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Musings |08.06.2021|Tanka 

Poet’s Note: What happened at Nilgiri hills long back came to my reminiscing mind. I had a vintage seat on a far off hillock. Sun was on its downward journey in the West behind me. In East hovering over me were a few tall crests. And I saw some greyish white clouds rushing towards them, trying to leap over, but failed and got broken to smithereens, their tears getting sprinkled all over me. It set me thinking, and this Tanka resulted from my musings.

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