busybodies might help catch criminals
if they write down every type of car and license plate
parked on their block and the blocks around their blocks
it would be helpful too if they jotted down the drivers descriptions
they could then be elevated from arm chair detectives….
to real detectives.
I would be the first in line
if I had any neighbors
which I do not.
None close anyway
When looking for a quack with spiked rates
Some try the Windowed Office of Bill Gates
Coz right on the spot
He’ll give you a shot
But be prepared to accept his dictates
His business, Microshot, you may know
Needled itself ahead of every foe
With billions of bucks
To create deluxe
Vaccine versions 2, 3, and 4.0
Yet there are many who’ve come to razz him
And treat him with deserved sarcasm
Like those who’ve found
Themselves wheelchair bound
Though Gates claims it’s just a back spasm
Now Gates wants to vaccinate the planet
With help in tow this is how they’ll plan it
By changing genes
With secret means
Which to me sounds more or less satanic
Yet there are those who want to be first in line
To get their shot with a chaser of wine
Well here’s to their health
Or rather Gates’s wealth
Which must be baked in his evil design
But when at Bill’s door you hear the death knell
That is your vaccination alarm bell
For more than malware
Coz once in his lair
You’ll know why they call his shop ‘Gates of Hell’
I've heard some say
Life is short.
Enjoy. Enjoy.
Do enjoy while you can.
So some say:
Do the eat, drink and be merry dance
for now is here
and domani be quite questionable.
Push aside all others. They just get in the way.
Be first in line.
Ignore the poor.
What have they to do with you?
They wouldn’t be needy if they worked harder,
Right?
What? No ticket for tomorrow in your pocket?
No matter—you can always steal one.
Life is short.
Enjoy the enjoy.
However you can.
While you can.
And many a day
I’ve heard some so say,
say without the words,
say with the doing,
that just-for-me-nobody-but-me-me-ism.
So I've heard some say.
So I've watched some live.
As Jonas was decried, put down
And ridiculed when he
Was doing Polio vaccines,
Successful in the end….
Is there no “Salk” out there somewhere
To do the same for this
Coronavirus nineteen that’s
Killing off our people?
Is it that competition keeps
Research lingering on,
Until large enough dollar bills
Are floating in the air?
Why should we wait for others to
Come up with a vaccine
And then race other countries to
Be first in line to buy?
What if Covid-19’s coming
Waves have mutated to
Survive in air, water, food,
What will we all do then?
It never hurts in this life to
Do as once was done.
Believe you can do something good
And you, like Salk, will win.
W.C.Hull © 2020-17-5-H1437-2547-I52-K52-15
Neil Armstrong in nineteen-sixty-nine
Moonwalked on the moon, the first in line.
There have now been twelve
Humans, no elve.
Don’t you think this is mighty fine?
I’m Tweety Bird and ‘I tawt I taw a puddy tat,’
But what I mean, Trump’s nightmares fear a democrat,
I’m as yellow as your hair, tweet,
Feel sure you dye it fair, tweet,
Vulgar antics towards opponents, shows lack of morality
Fake tan, untruths, arrogance and more, sadly your totality.
Become a mature American leader Mr. President,
Your unacceptable rapport with world leaders has evil intent,
Sorry, you are just a reality show,
A favour, take a bow and go,
You fuel Racism, Feminism, Semitism, encourage Supremacists,
Build a wall, which Mexicans dig under, such a hedonist!
President-elect Tweety Bird, stop your victimization, it’s become boring,
Debateable If you possess, any political finesse, for war hoping?
Hurriedly looking for a vaccine,
I Tweety Bird, first in line,
Side effect, maybe both of us losing our yellow fluff!
Would discuss climate change, but know you’ve abandoned this, rough!
I
feel
today
will be
my last
a feeling
of panic
now vanished
now has passed
A sense of knowing fills my heart
Today a whole new life will start
To greet me will be Mum and Dad
Grandpa and Grandma too
The first in line to take my hand
And there to lead me through
My son ~ my only child ~ my boy
Will stand there next to you
My darling husband
My soulmate
My friend
I know
My love
It’s you
Tonight is when
my journey ends
The end of my poetry too
No more poems will I write
My final one I wrote tonight
And as the day turns into night
I climb on board my final flight
And as I fly into the sky
My Space Ship and I
Will explode!
Will ignite!
Like the
brightest rocket
On
Guy Fawkes Night
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What a way to go
What a fabulous show
A number one poem
Guess I’ll never know
SO
***On this Starry***Starry night***
Farewell
&
Goodnight
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Written 15th July 2020
FIRST PLACE
Contest ‘If This Was My Last Poetry Contest Poem’
Sponsor Silent One
Contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE 20
Sponsor Brian Strand
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Rolling down the highway
coming back the next day
No bag to pack
it was down and back
Drive overnight
too nervous for a flight
Never failed to arrive in time
to always be the first in line
Take a test and pay in cash
on the road with their stash
In a hurry couldn't wait
went around the crossing gate
Now he dreams of walking again
can't comprehend
he killed those two friends
It's all fun and games
until it's not
He stood in the middle of
The ring and asked the
Members of The
Right Stuff inc.
To stop the B.S.
And start making things
Right for the people.
In his lavish robe
And pink mask
Ghetto Sushi
Said if it comes to
Wrestling he'd out
Wrestle them
If it came to
Brawling he'd
Out Brawl them
He spoke about
Being first in line
And having his
Back turned to
All the hungry
Wolves, he scared
The micro phone
Interveiwee when
He started speaking
About things he didn't
Understand saying
Miss Tusslers baby boy
Was a champion
People the world over
Loved and admired him
Miss Tussler and Big Meanie
Liked nice things but they
Didn't like you
MissTussler liked cool people
But they didn't like you.
I use to think Big Meanie
And Miss Tussler were
Bad people til I meet you
Ghetto Sushi say
Miss Tussler beat that
Ass and Ghetto Suchi
Gonna beat that ass too!
Ghetto Sushi represents
Clean areas and living
Responsibly The star
Shing bright in
The big sky
Ghetto Sushi
Ah Superstar a
Bright light among
The night a sample
Of what greatness is
I am Ghetto Sushi
The Greatest of Altime!
Ive lost your loving feeling
You left me all alone
To struggle in my despair.
I've lost your loving feeling
For you no longer care.
I've truly tried my best though
As ive put you first in line.
I put you before everything in life paths
But I felt that you were no longer mine.
But I will continue trying
To get back the love we once had.
We surely can't have lost our loving ways
There's been such good times with the bad.
So now I verse my apologies
To let you see how deeply that I feel.
And in hope tat you can find it in your heart
To seek what love we had so real.
But am I wasting efforts
IS it just a waste of time?
Do you even love me anymore
Though loves grew out its prime.
Ive lost that loving feeling
You left me all alone
To struggle in my despair.
I've lost your loving feeling
For you no longer care.
I've truly tried my best though
As ive put you first in line.
I put you before everything in life paths
But I felt that you were no longer mine.
But I will continue trying
To get back the love we once had.
We surely can't have lost our loving ways
There's been such good times with the bad.
So now I verse my apologies
To let you see how deeply that I feel.
And in hope tat you can find it in your heart
To seek what love we had so real.
But am I wasting efforts
IS it just a waste of time?
Do you even love me anymore
Though loves grew out its prime.
I won t f olllllow rul3s
Thunder so superior
because hes first in line
but equal both in time
Want to understand me
Please hold
Never meant to off the end
Backwards line this wrote i
Try to freeze the ice cube
Licking tongue with air
You have just walk by me by me twice
like i wasnt even there
Frustrated by the rated frust
put the dent in confit
Potatoes or gently pets otto
What is the difference between?
All the pity used
As I get older my needs and wants,
Seem more of a match,
And no longer compete for my attention.
Going without no longer a big deal,
Small thing make me happy,
And being first in line I can pass on.
Come get me all you murderers, rapists and thieves.
Come, take advantage and kill me.
Just save room up front
for my husband will be first in line for the hunt.
The doors are unlocked, my protection is gone
Come rape and murder and blame me
'Cause you know I'm always wrong.
Come, invite your friends, the whole gang of wolves
It'll be a lot of fun.
You can bite, rip and tear with your lies and your snares
To keep me on the run.
In my throat your teeth will sink, finally bringing relief
Then the angels will sing, carrying me home.
Actually saw the elusive Yeti last week
At Walmart buying a new pair of skis
Not at all out of place
Next to an alien from space
Let Yeti go first in line as survival I seeked
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