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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS --
this portion dashed off
(while dry ving an open white hearse slay
so many months back before
slated him slotted the most coveted
Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio
much more upsetting than today
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Axe the old don
A trump peter n piper of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
With the ha air brushed pompous ****
so the Macy jackal hound doth run
After public outcry yelps
for his hide and proletarian discord won!
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Donald Duck Trump ™$ - a pompous ass
makes war with his big brass
knuckles and bucket of crass
maligns vis a vis character assassination with bro kin glass
inciting banal deathly hallowed expletives
toward lass sees – especially
Fox Television news anchorwoman Megyn Kelly
inducing said personality to bear the brunt of brutish mass
of vitriolic n vile insults from incriminating verbal pass
so…ex post facto viz mine NO VOTE from me
thus this digital screed to disallow him
to accept the oath of office, cuz he will hurrahs
from such a snooty arrogant simian with sass!
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I van a try to describe while sitting on me rump
How he oh bomb in lee rages with gnashing teeth
while back a slump
Blasting Democratic nomination as a sham –
From special interest bro and sis turn pump
He, the epitomy of crass bloviation, a malignant lump
Whose rants sans presidential outcome a sham rocking red bull
in a China shop with his millions beds this,
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That and another woman to bareback jump
Disseminating gene pool –
Obama null lee birthing more Quakers
and additionally doth hump
The mass media as some foolhardy charade
And caricature of a frazzled grump
This arboreal clothed ape
Erecting Taj Mahal phallic symbol where players dump
And gamble away hard earn cash
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For his hello kitty, as if that cachet to grind and bump
Lambasting with that maniacal leering pout
while hair rum runs rampant with red bulls
In a China shop atop his bulbous aerosol sprayed heady measly shaped
ulterior motive aimed his sights to become Pastor of Muppets
Dis eased cranial hologram
Of a cretaceous, facetious and insidious mump.
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By: Baron von Ivan Mal N. Ya.
Her mother should….
His dad should….
Those parents should….
She was full of advice
Old lady on the hill.
Unwavering pumiceous ideas oozed out of her
Her pores were full of ideas for the rest of us
Savagely spoken and with
Great authority she told us all how to behave
And how to rear or children
What clothes we had a right to wear
What books we should avoid
She had never held a job or met a man
She did not have girlfriends. Perhaps they had run away?
I was completely amazed at her overzealous self-confidence
She was bossy and arrogant.
Knowing how we should all live our lives
Odd from a woman who had never lived
But the town was used to her
This odd woman who had lived with her long-suffering parents
until they died to get away from her.
The coroner had written “died to get away from their daughter”
on each of their death certificates.
Arrogant- wise - domineering - intimidating - stunning - to anyone
Young at 27, but incredibly brilliant and wealthy, that's who I am...
Yet, who could ever think that I have been through black and blues
This bossy autocratic features was once before of soft caring hues
This "sought after millionaire" was once an "erotic sex slave"
But... I bravely stood up, strive and gave all the best I have
Haunted by "childhood nightmares", my mother beaten and bruised
Submission - dominance; bondage - discipline; my "lustful game"
Hard mystery man that I present, yet Ana came and break me loose
Liberating me dearly from my haunting unpleasant past and woos
Never did I imagine, that a simple 21-year-old big - eye college girl,
Fearlessly entering my world, will put me into a beautiful: "love twirl"
I handcuffed her by tapes, ropes and irons but she imprisoned me so tight
Tight with her sweet and selfless love, leaving me all awed and magnified
I am the dark Christian Grey, whose heart and soul, Ana steal...
I will break a leg... Hike the highest peak to be Ana's only shield..
by:
olive_eloi
03/24/2014
2:30 pm
BOOK: FIFTHY SHADES OF GREY BY E. L. JAMES..
CHARACTER: CHRISTIAN GREY
September 8 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Matthew 11-13
Key Verse – Matthew 11:1 And it came to pass, when Jesus had made an end of commanding his twelve disciples, he departed thence to teach and to preach in their cities.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SOVEREIGN PREACHER
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always asserting Your truth, perfectly right
Thank You for saving me by Your Gospel that expresses eternal life’s delight
Midst worldly forces I must overcome by Your Scriptures’ insight
While instilling in my heart Your Word of divine light.
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always affirming Your prophecy
Thank You for Your upholding me toward faith’s fervency
Midst heavy burdens challenging my spiritual consistency
While rebuking my doubts and unbelief’s persistency.
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always attesting Your law
Thank You for guarding me with Your mercy against guilt’s claw
Midst false doctrines espoused by those who are out-law
While protecting my soul, sanctifying my iniquity-flaw.
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always ascertaining Your judgment
Thank You for teaching me to maximize Your offered ministry involvement
Midst lurking discontentment that hinders my commitment
While propelling my dedication for great commission engagement.
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always assuring Your forgiveness
Thank You for pardoning me in confessing my sinfulness
Midst arrogant behavior disclosing my haughtiness
While cleansing my heart from wickedness and filthiness.
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always advancing Your kingdom
Thank You for allowing me to learn from Your wisdom
Midst earthly vanity bringing futile boredom
While letting me participate in Your work with spiritual freedom.
Lord God, You are my Sovereign Preacher
always apprehending deceit by Your fire of revival
Thank You for correcting me of my foolish survival
Midst skeptical mockery against Your imminent arrival
While checking my lifestyle according to Your approval.
September 8, 2023
( Homage to Emily Bronte “Spellbound”)
Although I feel the night is wrapped around me
And the tyrant descends to let in the cold
Although the pines no longer block the glare
And malignant beams enter into Morpheus’ cave
Although everything is bowed down with ice and snow
And clouds stand stationary above the waste below
Although near voices speak with insane passion
And even the cats cover their ears and run away
Although I have endured much and have overcome
And the arrogant and ignorant still reign in their fashion
Although we wait with patience for our authority
And the last farthing will soon be paid
I cannot move, I will not move, I cannot go
I cannot rise above and be no more and here.
To President Joe Biden
Anecdote : It is an ode to poetry, nothing personal, nothing satirical, and the ultrasound is a personal experience of further need in contemplation of my left breast, where unwanted growths gave me a huge dilemma of metaphorical islands, benign or cancerous, does not matter.
Shawna has a sharp shape , robust figurative speech
Strange, nosy, but arrogant, stern and stubborn in beauty.
Her newly wed face had a bridal glow, sunlight mystery
She is particular in her pink dresses, pink lipsticks
and in her pink stones in carved jewels.
I remembered her through the legacy of thirteen years
Hospital floors are shiny, hinting in polished and polishing epigraphs
Reasons. Limiting definitions. Wanted and fine-tuned reasons.
The soap opera in happening time on the TV screen
mounted on the higher end, had an obnoxious hetero-mixture in latency
Las Vegas casinos or improper door fixation in pious inter-courses, timely or otherwise or whatever.
Always an earned longevity in otherwise, other way, in urging other needs.
No one permit it though
The janitors in duty, or the front desk attendants
All were busy too, belonging somewhere elsewhere.
Then I realized, I was wrongly -matched in my pairs of shoes
No one spared the other control, endless saga of two edged folding.
Although, I am a success story of a substantial assimilation of homo-sapiens tribal affair.
I have two eyes, two hands and two strong feet,
Strong, sensible and rational in a rationalizing world.
In the wider sense, too.
I did not recall Shawna , it was still a cloudy aftermath, till that pausing time.
But the end time was drawing closer and closer..
In the beforehand receipt of the ultrasound , and with the post one also.
So that doctor can convert these images into information
humane information
A rusty bastard life earning generous aristocrat reason
To keep it ongoing in Shawna's impeccable life
and in mine too, with my formal prosecutions of cacophony
of falling short in paired shoes.
Therefore the sonic time can heal and deal and reveal
The eternal research question of
The supplicating feminine weep hole.
Ravana
Tea for her coffee for me
Just just my coffee is finishing
I soon my self
Forgetting my life my love
I think this is the day off dashara
Mara raam may be entered and kidnap
Her but how is he might have labour
To make a yoat or boat to enter
I have ten head
Upset for kidnap
Colour may fade
Kubkarna is sleeping
Dreses gets smell
My gold
Who is the enemy
My own blood cheat me rather
a monkey shown in his words that see mara raam
And his brother and my brother
Heart beat
Arrogant
Last head let's have a war
Woom woom I am here only playing with monkeys.
Mara raam have a cup of coffee with me....
No because your reels is round
Coffee with me
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
One by one they fall from grace.
The mightiest mouth, a pathetic case.
Good will win, the bad will fall.
You take your swing and miss the ball.
You’re not a man, more like a mouse.
Another empty room up in your house.
Go back home and leave us be.
You’re not so tough up in that tree.
Squeal and bawl, huff and stuff.
Your words of wit are powderpuff.
You’re lacking class and you’ve got no game.
Your pathetic attempt was pretty lame.
With vulgar words and comments, you disrespect.
Your ivory tower has now been wrecked.
People are tired of your arrogant ways,
rude remarks, and your grandstand plays.
When put into groups I know that I never have to worry or step up because there is always an A1.
Arrogant One reaches for the group paper
And the one blue marker, because
She or he knows that no one can do anything as well as she or he can.
It is supposed to be a collaborative effort,
But Arrogant One does not understand this.
I count on this, sit back and wait. I do not have to contribute at all.
But I can try.
There are three of us at the table today.
Arrogant One has made the grab.
Shy One and I sit back and smile at each other; I feel relief.
Arrogant One is yelling out our collaborative answers as she writes them down,
Not looking up,
Not waiting for
Any response from
Shy One or me.
We both make a suggestion. The writing does not slow down or stop.
Arrogant One does not hear us; she is in her own Arrogant World.
I say Shy One’s Answer, and Shy One says my answer.
She looks up, pauses, changes our answers slightly, so they will be better.
I am amused that she has misspelled three, no wait, seven words.
It is thrilling to me that Arrogant One cannot spell. Shy One looks at me and we give each other a silent High five.
When it comes time to share “our” collaborative answers, Arrogant One gets up, loudly and proudly, taking her poster to the front of the room to share with the rest of the educators. Her heels are clicking, and she is all that, and glad of it.
There are titters of laughter.
Shy One and I give each other a loud, smacking victorious High Five as Arrogant One glares at the masses, wondering what is wrong with them.
September 10 Scripture Meditations Based on Matthew 5-6
Key Verse – Matthew 5:48 Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY HEAVENLY FATHER WHO TEACHES TRUTHS
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so righteous
About Your beatitudes of divine virtues
Enabling me to be gratefully courteous…
Blessed am I to trust You while receiving Your blessings, always plenteous.
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so perfect
About Your principles conquering humanistic intellect
Enabling me to be humbly submissive to where You direct…
Blessed am I to learn from as Your ways I reflect.
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so bright
About Your holiness with transforming might
Enabling me to be fervently persevering toward faith-height…
Blessed am I to follow You with joyful delight.
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so important
About Your Word always significant
Enabling me to be prudently wise against the arrogant…
Blessed am I to be instructed well to know what You want.
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so meaningful
About Your works majestically beautiful
Enabling me to be sincerely glad and worshipful…
Blessed am I to prioritize You, knowing that You’re wonderful.
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so life-changing
About Your commands for my revival’s charging
Enabling me to be firmly strong midst sinfulness-raging…
Blessed am I to seek You for ministry-fruitfulness plunging.
Thank You for being my heavenly Father Who teaches truths, so victorious
About Your power omnipotently serious
Enabling me to be biblically successful despite selfish pride that’s injurious…
Blessed am I to triumph in You along Your name, awesomely glorious.
September 10, 2022