Scarlet was impulsive, impetuous, and hasty.
Her cousins said her decisions were reckless.
I felt they were repeating their parents’ words.
Their parents made fun of everyone.
Scarlet was intuitive, determined and lucky too.
Most of the time her decisions panned out for her.
She married a man after knowing him nine days.
Their marriage lasted 71 years, until his death.
Scarlet quit twenty-eight jobs before finding her career.
Nay-saying cousins had much to say about this.
She quit many jobs on the first day, before lunch.
They thought this was hysterically amusing.
When you quit jobs this fast, it does not take long…
to successfully eliminate twenty-eight jobs that were not right.
She returned to school and became a counselor.
She loved this job, held on to it for twenty-seven years.
The cousins no longer call her reckless.
They consider her risk-taking wise now.
She has been content most of her life.
I think the cousins are more forgiving since their parents are gone.
What good is love, when guys and girls are whores?
What use are we, when all is the libido?
Good girls on their backs, bad girls on all fours,
secretly swoon for guys like the Mandingo!
Like “Deep Throat,” all women like giving oral;
and men just ask them if they spit or swallow?
Some men prefer to give a woman a**l;
and whether he's the Greek god of Apollo,
she'll act as though she loves it (bondage; gangbangs;
facials; threesomes; hotwifing with hung, black bulls;
and cuckolding—if guys could mount like Mustangs!).
Despite all of their lusting for pussyfuls,
men just want a loving lady of the Nile,
a beauty, an angel that is his maiden;
but a sweet talker, a prince charming with style,
women die for (a philandering Satan!).
O, the hidden deeds that we do, but never discuss:
for The Age of P**n, we bend the knee as slaves!
Honor in public, without moral compass,
are secrets taken (by us) to the graves.
They are aged, decrepit, seriously weird old crones Gladys said
I cannot believe they are alive, they probably should be dead
She is the kind of Alzheimer’s lady who says whatever is in her head
She is as crazy as any of the rest of us, agreed a loony bird named Ed.
Two of us kept quiet, for we did not think we were as weird as she.
We whispered about Gladys and were not kind about her knobby knee.
We hissed around about Ed, as those with eyes could clearly see.
At least we don’t look that old! Said my friend McDig MacGee.
Love does not discuss sins
Mistakes are facts of life
No one is infallible
When a brother makes a mistake
Be careful not to respond
With another mistake
Forgive cause you need
To to be forgiven
No perfect beings exist on the planet
We do not rejoice when a brother falls
We rather run to restore him
Victims as well as perpetrators
Stand in helpless need of His forgiveness
Three kittens played outside one day.
“How come,” said one, “we don’t wear shoes
Like little human boys and girls
And run around back yards?”
“If we had shoes, we’d have to lace
Them up,” another said, “each day
And if we got them all muddied,
We’d have to clean them off again.”
The third kitten said, “We’d have to
Polish them whenever they got
Dirty looking from out playing
Around in peoples’ gardens.”
The three agreed they didn’t need
Human shoes to wear while playing.
Just have fun till each day got done
And be happy like they were.
W.C.Hull © 2020 WCH3-1
W.C.Hull © 2020-I53-K53-11-L61-11
Three kittens were concerned about
Coronavirus going round,
Because only people so far
Were the chosen ones catching it.
They knew from news on their TV
That many thousand peoples died
And pondered if it would want to
Get into animals like them?
So far, so good, they still were free
From wearing face masks when they go
Outside to play and wash their paws
As human folks should wash their hands.
They’ve heard that some refuse to wear
Face masks and distance when outside
And thought that those who did might be
The covid-19’s next victims.
They all agreed that they would do
What health officials told them to
And hoped the stubborn would soon change
Before “Sir” Covid did change them.
W.C.Hull © 2020 WCH3-6
W.C.Hull © 2020-I53-K53-16-L61-16
Can you discuss this with me?
Is honesty anyone's best policy?
Here, truth is no one's friend,
Where does BS start and end?
Two mighty alligators follow me from the bowels of the swamp
Talking in low voices, but I have dog ears so I catch on.
They are diving me up.
One wants my thighs.
The other is talking about my juicy breasts
Leaving me in no real suspense about what gender they probably are.
With Trump Will Discuss
With Trump what we wanted to discuss,
Is after he has been thrown under bus;
Orange hair;
A real scare;
Maybe he will stop raising so much fuss.
Jim Horn
Aha. My readership is steadily increasing.
I Want to Discuss
There is something with you want to discuss
Jesus gave up His life for each and all of us
Freed us from sin but was found overthrown
By those who lived lives on their own.
We will see and say things in similar ways
In church starting to give God praise
With God's purpose are currently content
Understand some of what he has meant.
God's message then heard loud and clear
Which was one we were so glad to hear
His message that met me at my door
Sad I will always love you forevermore.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Sheer lust
Two thrust
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August 19, 2014.
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Old Mother Goose
Frankly speaking was rather loose
The neighborhood was shocked and all in a dander
When she had a brief affair with a well-feathered Gander
When the news reached Jack and Jill
They took that tumble down the hill
Poor Jill lost her drawers and good gracious alive!
Little Jack got a rise in his tattered Levis...
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