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Krutsingers

Krutsingers just make me laugh, regardless of how silly
Absurdities ‘bout false eyelashes, really?
And yet my twinkled eyes are proof they work,
So who the heck am I to be a hoity toity jerk?

Categories: hoity, appreciation, silly,
Form: Rhyme

We May have Lost Him

With an ingenuine saccharine la-di-da
The hoity toity woman said “hi” to ma
A want to be royal, an aristocrat
stated poser, false Sheila name of Pat

My brother was smitten right away
He gave her his best times of day
Pat could have been a clock tower shooter
He did not see this at all, my brother Tooter

She is so refined and fashionable!
I thought a narcist too and really dull
She is so pretty and genteel
I did not think so, and here’s the deal…

I knew William, her ex, a wonderful man
She stole all his stuff except for a fan
At her sale she refused to sell to him
He was escorted out by her new friend Tim

Will’s dog was sad, she had him staked out mean
Putting on airs like a Victorian Queen
Pat married my brother Tooter of course
Arrived in a carriage with a rented horse

We may have lost him I said to my ma
Just like your daddy, she said, referring to Pa
For Pa had run away with a scoundrel too
She took all his money and possessions in ’82.

Categories: hoity, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Beware of a Witchs Razorbacks

Hodgepodge of high-brow, hoity-toity happy hogs
Happened upon a wagonload of St Bernard dogs
In a hocus-pocus way they turned them into logs
You do not fool with a witch’s razorbacks in these bogs.

Categories: hoity, 10th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Monorhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

unfocused

Our land of stars and stripes, now glows,
with screens that flicker in hallowed halls.
Entranced humans shuffle, with eyes fixed below,
on small gadgets that have us enthralled.

Should the Statue of Liberty, our symbolic girl,
be holding a smartphone up to the world?
While tweets fly like eagles and hashtags swirl,
foreign disinformation trends as fast as it’s purled.

In lunch halls, real conversations take rest,
as influence is sought—in hoity-toity, binary quest.
Friends are backdrops—originality in short supply
as likes and shares make our dopamine fly.

America’s zombies, though *********** drained,
shuffle endlessly on, with Wi-Fi stimulated brains.
Once the land of the free, we’re now the land of tech
with minds wrecked by truths unchecked.

As we rock and sway—the new robot way—
will our old, analog-republic simply fade away?
.
.
Songs for this:
Airhead by Thomas Dolby
.
Oh, and a Christmas playlist because—it’s December:
daweb.us/xmas/Christmas_01.mp3

Categories: hoity, addiction, extended metaphor, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Babble-On

I only speak in Absolute 
Yet this is not my only attribute
Im also fluent in Paradox
Contradiction and Outside the Box

Though Deception is my native tongue
And Manipulation my lips have sung
Not in ages have I conversed
In languages of the damned and cursed

On occasion I'll use Diplomat 
To suit a purpose
Or if the situation calls for that

Never will I speak in Babble
Though in Hypocrisy I sometimes dabble
But my character i do defend 
I only do this to reach an end

And Haughtiness if 'tis the season
And Hoity-Toity if there's a reason
And also in Conformity 
Though it's sprinkled with Repugnancy

While in forgiveness I can read and I can write 
My Understanding is riddled with my Oversight

I never learned to speak Coquettish 
But I do admit I have a fetish
I understand a small amount of Bliss
Which I think derived from Righteousness 

But honestly I'd have to say that Theoretic 
Has always been,will always be,
My favorite aesthetic

Categories: hoity, language, nonsense, spoken word,
Form: I do not know?

Hoity-Toity

I was walking hoity-toity
When pride tumbled to the ground
And despite its monolithic weight...
It feathered not a sound.

I stretched upon a bended knee
But my efforts were surpassed...
I found the weight... did dissipate
As it reversed to blackened ash.

I stood there for a moment...
Not sure what had turned the tide.
But if one must drop a deadly sin...
It's best to start with pride.

              The End

Categories: hoity, blessing, growth, pride,
Form: Rhyme

Of Arrogance and Humility

arrogance
                   insolent, hoity-toity
          domineering, flawing, insulting
haughtiness, pomposity, humbleness, grace
            groveling, praising, craving
                   profound, modest
                          humility

Categories: hoity, creation, poetry, words,
Form: Diamante

An Oversized Giggle Gene

Where does one find humour?
Everywhere one looks... at least I do
Others may not see it like me
But maybe I'm just built differently
I was blessed with an oversized giggle gene
It's certainly not a bad thing I guess
Could have turned out to be a serial killer
Often thought I may have missed my calling
But I guess I'm a wee bit old to be starting a new career
So I'm really sorry, youse guys are just going to have to suffer
“Did you hear the latest one about...”
Sorry! I promise to make it more sophisticated
And only post hoity toity type humour like
“Didst thou heareth the most recent humorous episode chronicling...”
Holy crap! That'a really snotty!!!

Categories: hoity, humor,
Form: Free verse

Bruise Nature's Best

lusty lips laced
tainted tuning trace
felon features foiled
bleeding blurry boils
hoity hanker hoisted
voluptuous vying birth

sumptuous smile seeped'n 
nocturnal nature's acme
latter leering heed

apt posture pulses
etched entourage contracting
bruised beauty bleeding

even saucy silhouette
bruise nature's best.
     '20:04:07:19:48

Note: Of my tasty and delicious Cupcake, Moyinoluwa.

Categories: hoity, beauty,
Form: Sonnet

Callous Catastrophe Clenched

feeble flesh feigned
rusty reels' reign
hoity hankers bled
porous pruning led
furious feast fetched
blind blitzkrieg belched

gaunt gifts gored
punctured pills pored
nocturnal nature bored

taunted trees moaned
callous crest cloned
damping drooling drone

eerie ends etched
callous catastrophe clenched.
     '20:04:06:20:38

Note: Of wanky war.

Categories: hoity, war,
Form: Sonnet