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No wheat,
No dairy, sweet,
Trim, neat!
“Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.”
? William Shakespeare Macbeth The Witches brew
I’m hungry, sounds good to me~ I sure hope it’s gluten and dairy free
****s Gluts
Societal Stutter
More Cuts
Suicidal Splutter
Serfs Ruts
Should be wary
Weary of the scary
Leery lairy Dairy Fairy
Utter Nutter
If's But's
Gutter Mutter
Tut Tutts
Because of their ilk
Silk road's now
Bow..cash cow
Kowtow to
Road of Milk
Nadirs Clutter
Wing Nuts
Flitter Flutter
Garters from Guts
Soften your butter
Everything shudders
Will explode
Due to the udders
Rivers life
Givers rotten
Nature rife
Delivers from
Strife forgotten
Moolah besotten
Milk powder
Or
Seafood chowder
Dairy highway dismay
All day diner
Cosplay for our new
Crueler ruler.. China
Hip hip Hooray!
Hillbillies got a dairy cow and trained it up right
It mooed and bellowed all through the first night
Drank some moonshine and did a crazy petootsie dance.
So silly and funny, the fireflies flitted and flew as if in a trance.
You ask her she said, giving me a bit of a poke.
I don’t even know her name I said to this brazen folk.
She might not even know the stranger said to me.
She is not red Angus, I said, I think she might be dairy.
The cow was lounging on a bench painted Iowa barn red.
She gave me a look that I could not decipher in my head.
A huge yawn came out of her mouth, and she flicked away a bee.
You are right, she said, I am bovine, a cow, female and truly dairy.
The strings that pull,
They don’t see,
The thoughts that fight to rule,
An encroaching sea.
The views that want to control,
They, in hordes patrol,
They, in a long time chase,
Veiled to the face.
A chaotic chamber,
Waves unwilling to slumber,
Colourful is the external,
Murky is internal.
Smooth the edges,
They ruffle again,
Straighten the verges,
They revert to a lopsided plain.
The battles are undying,
Midnight is prying,
Strangers lurk in the forests,
It’s a journey through monsters' nests.
February 4, 2023.
We emigrated from England to Rhodesia, I was just
Seven when I began grade two,
My wonderful father always there if I wanted a
Cuddle or a good old boo-hoo,
My English still rocky as I was mostly
Greek speaking,
When I came home with a story of strange
And mistakable reading,
O daddy I uncountably sobbed, I just
Don’t understand,
Why at school today in my class all the
Children just laughed,
My teacher asked, who will tell me what
We have learnt today,
I put up my hand, Mrs Bell, I said proudly, we learnt
About a dairy, and a mouse called Molay
My father laughed, tousled my hair,
My dear cheeky dolly,
Your mouse is Molly and your dairy is a diary
No, i said still tears streaming down,
My face, it was about Molay and a dairy,
Fair enough my Greek- English young lady,
Let us write in your diary about Molay and the dairy.
A TRUE STORY WHICH I NEVER LIVED DOWN
Dairy cows took the lead today; and I do not have to ask why
Stood in a clear pool of pond water under the bluest sky
Letting their hooves feel the coolness of the water
I watched from afar with my young excited daughter
We seldom get to see such a gorgeous endearing sight
I took a photo, because it felt totally right.
I will walk here more often now, to delight my daughter
Who insisted on wading in the other side of the water.
I have a pink glittery dairy
It is there when I sleep it is there when
I dream and sometimes it is there when I scream
I write what i do everyday in it
I write everything from going out or staying home in Quarantine
I write in it everyday so if you want to ask me about my day you can just peak and seek
New twenty one like
My old dairy twenty
No notes
Note to nothing
cooing blackbirds drowned out with quick ugly squawk
dairy barn invaded by an irritated jay
wooing bovine herds mooing down by eagle rock
airy haymow fragrance potent on this summer day
nest in rafters, possibly of a small frightened wren.
able farmer’s wife shoos prickly crow away
rest of barn’s hay is harsh, prickly and rather thin
stable in August is usually in bit of disarray
Written 1-23-2020
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inclement hillside
a single, joyful cube skips
whilst watching the cheese
steep stoppage hillside
around, dairy pebble stands
beyond the hillside
5/2/19
Thirty years of my life have flown pass
I am in danger of being typecast
Working 9 – 5 everyday
For nothing but minimum pay
It’s at this time I decided to change
Find a way to exchange
My mundane life that I have lived
Into something I myself have derived
Back to university for me
To study a degree
A degree in what is yet to be seen
I just need to decide whilst I’m still green
I am proud to call myself an opsimath
Its taken me years to find my path
Now, that I am on the right track
There is no turning back
I’m the oldest in my class by far
But please don’t label me and put me in a jar
Please don’t discard me like a used tissue
At the end of the day I’m the same as you
Fingers crossed this will be a new start
A new page on my flip chart
Three years in university here we go!
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Mentor them subconsciously
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Yet tomorrow comes, we still watching these present leaders subconsciously -concious
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As I write tis today
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