Fair Poems

Art Fair

I went to an art fair this morning,
The breadth of the talent immense.
Don’t know if they knew of the warning
Of some thunderstorms, maybe intense.

The day started muggy, but sunny
And all of the art was displayed,
In hopes of exchanges for money,
In booths which provided some shade.

Yet the weather prediction was fitting,
Since a storm barreled in much

A day of reckoning

Karma suddenly dropped the other shoe
She bit off more that she could chew
Payback’s a b*tch when you’re a snitch

BIG TEX

BIG TEX* 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There once was a cowboy named Big Tex.
was huge like Tyrannosaurus Rex!
     His hat large like Texas barn,
     he strutted ‘round town with charm
But his love life was a complete wreck.

Big Tex hung out at Texas’ State Fair,
Wore humongous boots and jeans with flair.
 

FAIR PLAY

Fair play didn’t quite feature
when reason absconded;
war and peace polarised.
When their ideals clash,
     men rip, tear
     hair by roots.
     Didn’t they care
     rare courage
     found in lair?

Costa Del Essex?

Their ma & pa were Eastenders 

Blah blah..don’t remember the Blitz

Brash Cockney pretenders..same flash apparel

Let's get our mitts on a stash of Aperol spritz


Dimwits just going on benders

Bawdy tawdry mockney skits

Gits getting off their t*ts

Twits showing off their bits

Who fits?..Identikit Brits..pout

All about the clout of gaudy glitz


Silhouettes of stiletto dancers & handbags

Riff raff as naff

The Country Fair

A Ferris wheel, a magic show
And lots of games of skill,
Food trucks filled with fried or frozen
Fare were on the bill.

Exhibit halls with quilts and varied
Goods, all made by hand 
And huge zucchinis shown 
With other veggies from the land.

The rides and games and food, to me,
Held little in appeal,
But animals from local farms
Made it

World is fair as is

Had tears not been there
Man might not be half as good,
Nor one-fourth as fair.

If pain nowhere there
Would pleasure be as it should?
No, in depth so bare,

Nor yet so valued
As it is, never once rare,
But edged with guilt, crude.

And it’d be unfair
If one gets all longed for, would
He for heaven care?

World as is, is fair,
No one

Only fair it ended all square

Even sagacious tribes of loquacious scribes fail to describe the goodness gracious..bodacious..outrageous..tenacious..courageous vibes from both sides
Flush with the lush lexicon repository in the plush oratory laboratory hard not to plump for a heavenly hush…then a rush of hagiography gush..for the artistry and mastery..rhapsody..epiphany..melody and symphony of this sumptuous..rambunctious unctuous Test tapestry 
Primal tribal rivals…Benball versus

ALL FAIR IN WAR

He told me all is fair in war, that he studied all of our wars. 
That when they take over, everything will belong to them. 
He told me, when a new culture of government takes over they instill all of their laws and cultures, making all the old ones cancelled. 
All is fair in war

Farewell To Fair Play

The Gilded Age by Mark Twain in his 1873 novel /The Gilded Age: A Tale of Today, which satirized the era's materialism and political corruption is just what this King has ordered in his Megabill —Poetess

There was economic prosperity,
tho unconscionable social inequality
as a few “robber barons” tycoons
amassed great fortunes, 
whereas degradation inflicted dire poverty, 
mass

The Fair in My Heart-Ode to My Grandparents

I was just a girl of six or seven,
Stubborn, wild, yet touched by heaven.
Mornings woke with fairs in bloom,
Joy would dance in every room.

Only from Nani’s hands I’d eat,
Her love was warm, her touch was sweet.
We'd stroll through lanes with hearts so light,
The world felt safe, the sky so bright.

But if she left for work

Helpless Winners At The Fair

Helpless Winners At The Fair

Clone Wolf
 Tantrum Rages 
  Leader Of The Pack…

Careless Sycophants  
 Elephantile Contagions
  Self-Defeating Victims. 

The Old Irony Escapes
 Bare-Knuckles
  Modeled, Paling…

Grabbing Artificial
 Pleasure From
Manipulation's
 Freshest Kill.

Your Cheeks Are
 Tender Bloody Sweet
All You Cuddle-
 Yummy Treats!

Your Tribe Awaits
 With A Better Hat And
Sweater - Be-Damned…
 Re-Damned. AGAIN!

Idolizers.

What

Dare at the Fair

"I can stand any ride at the fair,"
said my brother, so he took my dare.
He rode on the Comet,
and then he hurled vomit
stuck disgustingly in his date's hair.

Life isn't fair, as we would wish it to be under the clear sky

Life isn't fair, as we would wish it to be under the clear sky,
And perhaps this is the first truth that silently touches our souls.
Some are born with more luck, love, or unknown riches,
While others fight with every step for a fragment of peace.
But that doesn't mean you're cut off from another universe,
Or that you're

Fair Trade

I’d gladly trade technology
For life before A.I.,
When brains and effort were the things
On which we did rely.

When human contact helped to solve
Our problems or our fears,
Without the witch hunts which today
Can sabotage careers.

When children got to play outside
And passwords weren’t used
And many things did not exist
That get me so confused.

When cars had keys and tv

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