Secretary of Commerce Howard Lutnick:
Canadians believe he deserves a good buttkick.
The failed trade deal? We did not "blow it up".
Negotiate in good faith or suck it up, buttercup!
Mallard,
the coward
Was all dressed
and showered
And Howard
was his name
So, you see!
That,
Howard,
the coward
When all dressed
and showered
Was still just
a mallard
To me!
Tom Woody and Joe Dimino..Gave me thought.?? Got me
Looking..' this is some-thing to-know.!! I was spurred to
Expand on the Gospel of John, by Toms good comment
Helpfull and strong..Joe's onions..? Er I mean opinions.!!
Well they'd got my thoughts on the roll.!!! Scroll??? About Robin Hood
( and little John..' Or was it John little.??? I essayed a smile
And short internet stroll.' search concluded.' It was as I'd suspected and f A Christian Author was found..
Howard Pyle, so here I was, (on solid ground!!!) We'd connected..A most gifted man I
(Stand in awe) not of Pyle..May I add' yet OF OUR MIGHTY
LORD...!!!) HE is working He has worked He is working
Still.! Through ( Tom Joe and Howard ) in clarity through the
Din..Of this worlds false teaching.. His will.' What have we lost???
A golden epoch When Howard was hot.? A painter a writer
A lifter of faith a man of God.!!! And yet I haste.. To add
There is more.!!! What riches await??? This Great God and
Our Father Lord of all states.' His promise is real He alone
Can deliver.!!! My spirit now on fire..I say (let the ether shiver!)
Willie Howard Mays
set the baseball world ablaze
for many an NL MVP he did bid
and earned the sobriquet Say Hey Kid
• Old man Howard was farming one day
• When he spotted a weed in his yard
• He decided that it mustn't stay
• So he plucked it out then and there
• Off he went to milk his goats
• But they weren't producing any
• So Old man Howard sold one of his boats
• And bought himself a-many
• To his greenhouse he went for a potential harvest
• But some of his crops were inhabited
• Old man Howard left to put them to the test
• Against the particles of his homemade insecticide
• Feeling tired from today
• He decided to make some tea
• The stove went click and the radio turned on
• And in the cahir he stayed
nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me
crave attention, gift empty touch
tonal mask veils flaws and vices
face alter ego and kneel
to feed the shallow shadow that circles
~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon,
as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted lines,
undress a puddle of poisoned stars
pull force imperceptible, attraction
lost in blissful contemplation
comatose until that last equation
gravitational persuasion creating longing
but will the lake that flows with fears
thaw words tangled in golden chains?
for I’ve drowned in liquified lies,
drawing perfection from imperfect reflections
delve to the depths of my spun world
peripheral interference dissipates in darkness
only requirement is carved version of self
that steadies my hand and drags me in
sinking beneath Narcissus's polluted undertow
tainted oxygen leaves my expanding lungs
hitting jagged rocks, spoiled skin shreds,
exposing a forgotten empath ~ salvation rises
three paragrahs& a conclusion rhymed
ab ab/ab ab/ab ab/cc chimed
Ken Howard was an artist
as filter to the world did persist
After struggles with the process
later found visual success
Howard the duck,
Was from an alternative earth;
Has a human girlfriend
Whose name is “Bev”
He’s not a hero,
Yet he’s no zero
When the CrAcK is up
He’s a real cool duck!
The fowl from alternative earth
HOWARD the DUCK…
8/5/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021
From anthology Marvel Comics Poetry BIOS
in mind thoughts are waste
heartbeats at hummingbird pace
axe raised her crime ~ raped
By
David Kavanagh
Howard the mallard
A handsome young duck
Flew into a tree
Got his quacker stuck
Try as he might
He couldn't break free
His quacks for help
Were muffled you see
He flapped his wings
And thrashed his feet
A blackbird came by
With a worm in his beak
“Sure like to help”
He mumbled quite low
“But having my dinner
I'm sure it must show!”
Next came a rabbit
Wandering by
Something up high
In the tree caught his eye
“What's going on?”
He queried the duck
Who struggled to answer
Of course with no luck
“I'd help you, dear mallard
but rabbits don't climb!”
Then a stork appeared
“I'll help you!” he chimed
His legs were long
He reached up to Howard
Gave him a whack
He wasn't a coward
Howard came free
And noticed the stork
Had been carrying something
A wee thing of sorts
Suddenly he realized
What storky was carrying
A pleasant surprise
A baby duck in a sling
It was Howard's, new baby
A duckling named Herbert
After seeing this treasure
Forgot about his hurt!
(a repeat)
Dad?
Ummmm
Where are we?
San Francisco
I KNOW we're in the City
I mean, WHERE are we?
Oh ........ on Howard Street
Is this Uncle Howard's street?
No, it's just a name
What are all those people doing?
Walking
Well yes, but what are they doing?
Just walking
And they all have heavy coats. Why?
It’s cold and they are trying to keep warm.
They walk and wear heavy coats to stay warm.
But why don't they go home where it's warm?
They don't have a home.
* * * * *
Dad, can I have a donut?
Sure, let's go up 2nd street
to Uncle Miltie's
* * * * *
I remember this scene, driving up Howard Street with my father, just like it was yesterday. All those men, and some women. Some things you just never forget.
Collection: Social
Written: 10 May 2017
Trump Like Howard Taft
Again and again, Trump gave us the shaft,
And after he did had laughed and laughed;
Another chuckle,
So loosen buckle;
Heard huge body is as big as Howard Taft.
Jim Horn
Howard the mallard
A handsome young duck
Flew into a tree
Got his quacker stuck
Try as he might
He couldn't break free
His quacks for help
Were muffled you see
He flapped his wings
And thrashed his feet
A blackbird came by
With a worm in his beak
“Sure like to help”
He mumbled quite low
“But having my dinner
I'm sure it must show!”
Next came a rabbit
Wandering by
Something up high
In the tree caught his eye
“What's going on?”
He queried the duck
Who struggled to answer
Of course with no luck
“I'd help you, dear mallard
but rabbits don't climb!”
Then a stork appeared
“I'll help you!” he chimed
His legs were long
He reached up to Howard
Gave him a whack
He wasn't a coward
Howard came free
And noticed the stork
Had been carrying something
A wee thing of sorts
Suddenly he realized
What storky was carrying
A pleasant surprise
A baby duck in a sling
It was Howard's new baby
A duckling named Herbert
After seeing this treasure
Forgot 'bout his hurt!
I watched the worst movie ever made, it truly sucks.
The movie that I'm talking about is Howard the Duck.
It has scarred and cursed me for life.
Because of this movie, I lost my wife.
Seeing that movie also struck me blind.
This movie is an abomination to mankind.
Now I must take viagra because I've been cursed in another way as well.
Just because I watched Howard the Duck, my life has become a living hell.
Every copy of this movie must be destroyed.
Unless you want to be like me, this is a movie that you should avoid.
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