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Premium Member Online Apps

You have to admit that the online world is one of competition
You have to seriously stand out to gain popularity and recognition
To create and design applications that grabs at the heart of the people
This is a task and a responsibility that would only seem simple
You have to have the time and the staff to be able to do so
You would need the money and willing sponsors for the growth
Let's not mention the reviews and opinions of others as well
You would also need a couple of in-app purchases to help it sell
Staying on top of all the registered complaints is also what it entails
Being smart enough to have a back up plan if it isn't successful enough
To be a top notch app developer, man it must be tough.

Codified Law Verbal Allowance

Codified Law Verbal Allowance
Apartment owners defrauded address
Have had this happen by treasury notes  titled homeless and homelessness and other synonyms and iterative advertising.

Homelessness Fraud and Corruption Task Force itself is a possible fraud board of trustees in time?

In actuality legislation passed deed in correction of surplus backlog for economic equality

No smiles no spends.

Above acquisition and mergers possibilities is appropriations committee in the Senate

Tip element constraint in finance
Speculation.

Return efficiency in manufacturing equals profitable research allowance of investment thoughts, free thoughts only.


Ownership of rights is not a liberty in market Theory.

As one pays in full for a plot of land with structure, one remains bound to commodity exchange indexes.

Real estate developer is labor construction.
Attempt at extraction in labor market creates decline in structural integrity of note in treasury calculation.  Tracking the market.

Reconstructionism


#cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #mayorofla #asmirwin #mikeytaylor #repbrownley #tonybiasotti #latimes #nytimes #aoc

Being a podium into it with JD Vance

Egomaniacal Woman Theory Laughs

She's always on
And as a vulnerable gumby male
My words are daring.

When poor things gavel you
Doesn't it seem time for stopping?

The celebrity, the money
The basic road home is gone

Wow that's a big television


John and Jackie Irwin are not your 
real estate developer partna


Thank you for sharing your thoughts 
with Vice President JD Vance


Premium Member Gladys was Grandfathered in

Gladys has an iconoclastic personality
a beatnik, hippie, nonconformist to the max
her yard does not fit into this posh modern neighborhood
it is colorful with reds, greens, blues, oranges
an assortment of mushrooms, frogs, windmills and such
she has not had to comply to the four approved color schemes
the homeowners association cannot oust her
she was grandfathered in, “as is”
a stipulation for selling this land to the developer
her monkeys, gnomes and faeries thumbing their noses
at neighbors who are not allowed to paint their doors red
or add an ornamental rock without permission of the association

Ocean-Poem by Juliet Tun maybe and David IOS Developer

Seaside cottage
Laguna Beach
Nectarine colored coral reefs
Gardens by the sand.

June Desserts-Poem by Juliet Tun maybe and David IOS Developer

The meadow lake glistening blue
The evening sunlight lilac beam
Blueberry sundaes a blue true
June desserts, we’re a team.


One way to solve E-Waste Problem

I wonder if it is true,
That we produce more E-waste than food for you and me.

If I had a magic wand on me,
I would turn my electronics waste into food for more than just me.

As I do not possess one,
My best hope is to find someone,
To invent the technology, 
That is not too stodgy,
Won't ruin my teeth,
And is generally good for my health.

Until that happens,
I will keep using my brains,
Instead of buying yet another calculator,
And food from my Garden I will continue to share with those, next door,
Who sold out to the developer,
Who promised them a life filled with technology that is better,
And bigger than anything they had before,
Neglecting to tell them they would soon become food poor.

Lover Cheating-Poem by Juliet Tun Maybe and David IOS Developer Alias Italian Dave ChapelleMaybe

My love where have you gone?
My face like snow that’s white
He touched my face that night
He said it lit like light.

You have betrayed me lover
I’ll never be your other
So, so long my friend.

Premium Member Her Depth of Despair

She returned to savor her childhood dreams
    the flowers by the brook, the trees by the stream

  She found a paved road, a boarded-up cabin
    her depth of despair, no developer imagines

Premium Member Dot To Dot

See the sea of dots
floating like gulls
bobbing in the rocking waves on the page.
Gather them up,
like stitches in knitting dropped
realigned, re-assembled on needles.
Follow the pattern,
join the dots,
craft the outline
to bring the image
into focus. 
As you proceed,
dot to dot,
line to line, 
filling in the gaps,
the image will be revealed 
like the black and white image
that comes into focus and is revealed
in the developer tank, 
in the safe red light, 
in the photographer's darkroom.
The outcome is predestined
dot to dot
on destiny's stage.

Premium Member Development Divergence

Requirements
customer-driven, tested
satisfying, verifying, validating
deliveries, happy management, follow-ons, happy customers
improving, optimizing, delaying
developer-driven, untested
features


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yeah, so this is pretty poor, imho. gonna have to do better!

The Gap We Should Be Really Worrying About

So many gaps are getting bigger by the day,
The gap between the rich and those that are not rich,
The gap between the famous and the infamous,
The gap between the generous and the not so generous,
The gap between the closed mouth and the open mouth,
The gap between the tree huger and the developer,
The gap between the lover and the hater,
The gap between the buyer and the seller,
The gap between the optimist and the pessimist, 
The gap between the helper and the shouter,
The gap between the soother and the shooter,
The gap between the honest and the dishonest,
The gap between the renter and those below the renter,
The gap between the media and the reader,
The gap between the leaders and the bleeders,
The gap between the real and the unreal,
The gap between the inventor and those who say what for,
The gap between those with power and those without power,
The gap between the grateful and the ungrateful,
Are all very worrying,
Without adding the gaps that we continue to be inventing.

But the gap we should be really worried about,
Is the gap between thinking and doing?
In a world that is dying,
To see more doing,
And less thinking about doing.

A Poet Like Me

A poet like me
I start my days at the 11th hour.
I pray twice a day.
I take my coffee before my bath.
I write with my heart.

A poet like me.
I gossip, oh yeah,
I gossip with my note book.
My favorite ink is black.
I prefer blue paper to white paper.
I am obsessed with the simplicity.

A poet like me.
I am perfectionist.
Because that's the only way I see things.
I love Mercedes
Damn, I love sweet cars.
I love the Rolls Royce Ghost.
For it is perfect, it's simple enough.

A poet like me.
I am software developer.
I write poetic algorithms.
A lover of binaries and recursions.
Oh yeah, I am for Data Science.
I am a deep thinker.
An innovator and a go getter.
I am a pace setter.

A poet like me.
I am a Computer Science graduate.
Where I studied from, they build for the future.
I chose to build my future on codes and lines.
Silk and sick, in my writing canvas.
I am an alien whose power ain't silence,
not compliance or resistance but persistence.

A poet like me.
Loves to have a good laugh.
I am a poet with substance.

Premium Member Bunny Hugger

Life lover
Death mugger
Hope giver
Low sugar
Water chugger 

Love lugger 
Tree hugger
Silly bugger
Fun frolicker 
Food fantasiser
Friend finder
Hug holder
Soft shouldered
Money shrugger

Deep diver
Divine dealer
Rift healer
Hate hater
Kindness creator
Destiny developer
Imperfect Father figure
Occasional tent rigger

Peace pursuer
Joy juggler
Plate wobbler 
Poetry writer
Destiny thriver 
Earth empowerer 
Environment ambassador
Eden encourager
Evil eradicator
Snake stamper 
Veganish validator
Animal appreciator
Wonderful wisdom warrior 

Future fantasiser 
Present meditator
Past appreciator
Sporty spectator 
Not so bad geezer
Summertime sneezer
Bespectacled bungler 
Kitchen surface scrubberer 
Sad movie blubberer
Healthcare handler
Magic marveller
Movie meddler
Piano plonker 
Canine craver
Book reveller
River walker
Christ carrier 

Church changer
Cross celebrator 
Deafness dabbler
Community keeper
Poverty challenger
Happiness harbinger 
Justice instigator

Prayer purveyor
Holiness hailer
Jehovah jotter
Jesus jostler  
Bible basher
Beautiful
Believer.

Eugenics Benefits

Insatiable - Quest For Perfection historically
From The Republic of Plato's Socrates
Offspring with high intelligence, comradery
Athletic, science minded, co operative 

Tailor made 8 cell diagnosis selects finest
Anxious embryo developer keen to accelerate 
Pleasurable reflection held in liquid nitrogen 
White gold filled syringe holder operates 

Selective patronage of top notch chromosones
Sought out the prestige of Nobel Bank of Sperm
Files boasted outstanding bio father credentials 
Mothers maintain reputation of ability to discern 

Nobel's demise came in failure to maintain stock
Eugenics launched acceptance of IVF technology 
Petered genius imput, deposits from general flock 
Duped recipients faithfully awaited tiny prodigies 

Varied outcomes, 215 proclaimed, now adults
Demonstrate unclear connection between elite
Genes giving invincible humans as sure result
Driven by nurture to thrive, rationale incomplete 




9th September 2020

Kai Michael Neumann, Sponsor
Clutching At Straws

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