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Marine Corps USPS Stamp

This stamp brings visions to our eyes
Of years gone by, in summer's skies.
He left to join our freedom's sound;
And band of brothers, there he found.

To guard our freedom, his thoughts turned-
For love of country surely burned;
With comrades joined, to then unfold
a unity of strength untold.

Two hundred fifty years this year
Marine Corps- still, to us so dear!
This stamp will proudly send our mail.
With thanks, all veterans we hail!

The Works

Catte'Moutte, is the position below
Corp. Manager. If the numbers are
Right and both staff and he has enough
Votes, 24/30 he will be 
Acting management
Number one contender
And the Blah, Blah (company refuses
to recognize the championship)
Worlds Champion. 
Penciling in the main event with
Chances in the card, wasn't easy
It involves a lot of give and opps. 
It company is prone to change. due
to its position. Each championship
Has it's sponsor/sponsors. Sponsorship
Uses it's clout, the ball is on the field
The horse is in the barn, tickets are sold
But the event hasn't been finalized. Therefore
In conjunction with the Council of Professionals 
And the Pro Wrestling Guild , unsanctioned unification 
Matches with unite these four titles to create
The third man out. Pro Wrestling Canada's open weight champion
The all Pacific Worlds champion
The Great North All. Atlantic Champion 
South America Best Championship
With temperLy unite to 
Create the All Worlds United Championship!

the parties

democracy is
like mobocracy or like
gangocracy ~ folks

conservatives are
like preservatives ~ packaged
seasoned condiments

green party nature's
most guarded percentages ~
dimes quarters and halves 

national org. of
women ~ beauty contest is
the bow wow n-o-w club

peace corp manned front lines
hyped to show peace sign with hands
 ~ fingers ... two not one

Warp, Inc

I work for Warp
It’s a warporation
That builds for war
And our warring nation

Financed by banks
With no inclination
To give their thanks
For the world’s cremation

Wily banksters
Have mastered inflation
Besting gangsters’
Fake money creation

They were dead set
To make a cash fountain
That’s based on debt
Higher than a mountain

Which is a boon
For us workers at Warp
Where we’ve ballooned
Into a mega-corp

Yet have no fear
Unless you short our stock
If then, oh dear
We may blow up your block

I Can't Say Her Name

19,years old, she valued her life ( u k corp )
Weilded the knife, found quite sane by 
Psyciatrists two.' Yet the (n h s ) obstructed
And a judge hit her too.' I only know her as
S T, its all the info, i can glean..what can I do?
Her parents also silenced,  she is now in past
Tense..With this saintly monogramme that
Makes so much sense, my thoughts are with
That man and woman, stay stong stay true
My prayers and good wishes, gifted to you' I
Am sure this reality, will galvanise many to,
Of concerned people, I know they are ready.'
Who will work in the public, and in private,
Ways too' to make known a great wrong on
S T, and also me and you.' Why can't we know
Her humanity? In the peoples realm free?
What sort of perversions, are in store?? If
We don't stand, and decree..We are human we
Are many, we're not mad or depraved, like you
Who conspired toward S T's l; early grave.!

Major Food Corp

maybe we’ll know what to buy
if you just help
I know what I got 
I hope it’s up to standard
my food 
maybe you could help me
major food manufacture

1960 To 1969

I am John F. Kennedy as 
President. 
   I am a civil right activist 
100 percent. 

   I am Woodstock rock n 
Roll festival. 
   I am the first man on the moon 
Unforgettable. 

   I am Andy Warhol 15 minutes 
Of fame. 
   I am Martin Luther King shot 
Down in flames. 

   I am President Kennedy gets 
Assassinated. 
   I am the Cuba missile crisis 
Activated. 

   I am Walmart opens it's  
Door. 
   I am we enter Vietnam 
War. 

   I am the Beatles I want to  
Hold your hand. 
   I am discrimination spreads 
Through the land. 

   I am the NFL's first Super 
Bowl. 
   I am Ceasar Chavez reaching 
His goal. 

   I am the Peace Corp  
Uncovered. 
   I am Miranda rights 
Discovered. 

   I am Motown records 
With Shop around. 
   I am the Beach Boys 
With a surf sound. 

   I am at the Apollo with 
Marvin Gaye. 
   I am Del Shannon singing 
Runaway. 

   I am a hit with, Please 
Mr. Postman. 
   I am Sgt Pepper's lonely 
Heart club band. 


    TURBO1904

Trump and Some Trumpets

I do feel that Mr Trump's been changed
I'm most aware..of a different range
Of vaccine speed in the weft and warp'
Billions talking in from the  scoros corp
A human queen he finds so amazing
I kid myself not, that he's even hazing.?
I saw some UK pundits view; they say.'
He's changed.. and they're not kidding hey!
Is this just a narrative of more confusion
Will America charge into dissolution?
A sucker punch soon to deck the world.?
Hold on tight, the tide now foams and swirls.'

Pees Corp

When I was seventeen said he
You know how far that I could pee?
Across the mississip
He said, undoing zip.
No need to show me now, I plea.

Why that's nothing, said his brother,
They oft goaded one another,
I had such awesome flow
That in a single go
I filled Moon Lake, and one other.

Their friend said; you all call that pee
I once powered my friend's jet-ski
Tied tightly to the rear
That thing sure did career
Set off like a screaming banshee.

During all this friendly baiting
The three of them stood there waiting
Each of them hanging out
Their now small shriveled spout
Bladders slow in activating.



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Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser 
Date wrote: 4th March 2022

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Phoenix

If you cannot carry on anymore,
It's okay to halt, don't condemn yourself with abhor.
Let your pain be burnt up like a corp in the funeral fire,
and let the ashes fall on the floor.
But make sure 
that you will rise tomorrow once again like a phoenix 
and by you, the world shall conquer.

Cheeky Little Nile Bugalugs

-Cheeky Little Nile Bugalugs-


I could fall on a turntable and raise the roof. Let the beat drop, but what’s the point scallywags?

Crickets chirp unwanted truths into my ears at night. Leaf the poor sauerkraut alone.

Saunter through the valley of the shadow of death. Feel ecstatic to run the entire pilgrimage’s course.

Safe bets aren’t the way to go. Poverty makes a man hateful.

Sweet sounds of comradery swell, The wave crashes down on the innocent.

Time to set the stage, umbrella’s will be encouraged. Don’t know what’s lurking above.

Never finished a rubix cube, too much time…Not enough advances.

Crease…And snap! The willpower of a lily shouldn’t be overlooked.

Purple innocence like the Nile’s nectar and lettuce combined, make a fruity concoction cocktail of Aphrodite’s vengeful lust.

Orgy porgy swimming in the labyrinth of soma incorporated.

Sweet, Short Note

Patrick was well-behaved in school
  He followed every single stupid rule

He studied hard and earned top grades
  All his friends knew he had it made

At college, he planned and plotted who to friend
  Elected President of his class in the end

He entered the coroporate world on a roll
  CEO of Trans-Oceana Corp. his only goal

By the way, Patrick took a wife
  Lived the absentee-husband suburban good life

Then one fine day Patrick made CEO
  He hurried home, the wife and kids to show

But on the door was taped a note, sweet and short
  'We've had enough, stranger. See you in court!'

My Lady Is Loved

Belief from years 
Let go of the fears
Atlas to sea
With roses and trees
Glorious sensations
Held up by generations
Allowing to feel 
No longer conceal
Water the vines
As did the divines
Sheltered from storms
In which we are born
Unknown yet valued
Written by statue
Unforeseen distance
Resided existence
Breath through the door
A respect for le corp
A path set forth
Sheltered by North
Courage is best
Each step we are blessed 
Secretly spun 
Now it is sung
My Lady is Loved
No matter whereof

Morning Theatre

Out of summer dawn breaks the hungry song,
of wide-mouthed swallows; mothers soar along.
Fly with hapless moths in tow, swift make haste
to brushwood nests, which stretch so wide, so long.

Nearer to me still, nearer to this shore
on black misty pond, silent dance this corp;
this sum of insects-quick their dizzy dance-
in rhythm though, as if they dance a score.

The grey mist drifts, it lifts and gently sways
to the darkened tree-line brief there it stays.
Glances past the leaves damp with morning dew,
hastened by the breeze carried past my gaze.

Glorious morning theatre aura spell
cast upon the pond-cast upon the dell.
Opus then painting-painting to a tale,
nature’s soul splendor, of this I do tell.


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Scud Babylon I

Cain Reversal II

The blood must be re-claimed from the soil

With the heavy bodies bent with lust and toil
Each rivening day strifing the rule of the garden
The mohammedans straking for some pardon
Not for themselves or all alone under banished sky
For all the abandoned who look forward to die

Nothing so simple as an unwanted blessing
A mercenary corp of doctors or hessians
The great stock of whisky, a limited edition
A dusty tome of Aristotle and keen erudition
Prophetic Angel, Skytree, the verse of Gibran
Oracle of Day, Holy Moses, rocket of Kahlil

We go to the New Stars, Heavens Reverse
All foretold and Pointed, Reverse Engineered
The Worlds Prepared Before and Inhabited Too
Nothing left to Starve or Bewitch from the Dew
Unfathomable Promise, Time without End,
The Count of Sand or Heather and Mountains Portend

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