Long Audit Poems

[Well, ShallowMan’s ne’er at a loss
for voicing shallow thoughts that gloss.
With trenchant wit he reaps the dross
when seeking sense in applesauce.

But to his aid flies FactoidMan
who always has a Fact at hand;
with him, who needs...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Twentythird Legal by T. Wignesan

Le vingt-troisième légal

pendant la guerre le peuple devient obéissent de nouveau
plein du respect (et) de la confiance les enfants naïfs dans la foi
la gouvernance nécessaire  ...

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Malnourishment is the song from the pans whose empty hold could offer no more products to be boiled and whirled. They were quite sad having been bought then hung. Hung. Sparkly signalling stale sales. Stale...

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2nd HALF - due to Poetry Soups file size limitation - 

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THE LONGEST DAWN PART 2 H C SONNETS
5
Each stage of life left without a goodbye
Youth, adult, work to live to earn your place
Strive to eat, learn a trade you need to ply
Bills, bills, bills, bills...

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Light da Roman candles
for da coming Chariots of Pharaoh holiday
Dem New Publicans
be back in pyramid power
Give a Caesar Palace casino hip, hip-hooray

Happy daze are here again!
Dem New Publicans bray 
dey be da common people’s friend

But...

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A proclamation was made one day, that each man return to his town of birth for 
audit. So in obedience to God, Mary and Joseph left for their long journey.  
Though she was heavy...

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If you only knew what it was to live off
life 75% feeling and 25% so called
canned reality you may realize an eventual
moment stance the chained bewildered comeby
circumstance--it takes to eek through a 
given gross day...

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"The Auditing"

We are all numbers
aren’t we? continually,
we are audited daily,

we audit each other
regularly 
but we aren't regular 

we are the noun 
that rhymes with 
britches

too big 
for political 
correctness

you could burn us
like a word that
rhymes...

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An old southern tradition said to bring good luck throughout the year,
Is to eat black-eyed peas on New Years Day, a custom they hold so dear.
This Yankee boy had never heard of such 'til I...

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1/21/19
"OAT"
I was wrong to quit
It's been too long I admit
Was gone a bit
On a trip
Putting down lagers quick
Now I'm back with a stronger grip
Deep down in the water sits
The key for you and me, it...

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Met a boy of about four standing in the foyer
Of local restaraunt.He was standing in front of a machine that after eating your quarter would give you a reading of your emotional bearing after placing...

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Don't give me no Wackaboob
Don't give me no MotherSmother
Telling me to isolate,
Don't make me your brother!
From HMG to the H To the M to the R to the C
I'm packing my P60,
So you can't audit...

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Association of the Living Dead Republicans 

In India, several years ago
A man falsely claimed his brother
Was dead so he could inherit the family assets,

The dead brother had to fight 
To be declared legally not dead
And...

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IF ever I had a country : XXXI - XXXII

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Bernard is writing Esther: "I have a family, a nice shed,
I always take the lead and have never in life been lead.
In the mornings I walk Jess, at night I drink rum, eat bread
But when...

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Publican politicians talk in half-price right angles
Dodge City liberty
being smoking barrel bargain sold 
at a chill, 
Colt-45 degrees
AC (alcoholic crops) bootleggers selling 
Prohibition license to breathe

Drunken Al Capone clones
riding shotgun, 
spit spraying
automatic fire taxable oppression

Seasoned...

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Sell the kinetic death metal,
see the swivel profits 
zooming to the stratosphere
Bloody schoolyard body count
is the cost of doing armed ant-farm business
Collateral damage is the soulless audit estimation
Bottom feeders at the algae low end of...

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The Language of the Second Leg and the devil

In the second leg, 
We, the four poets with one deleted
Agree to watch every word by our poet on duty
But stride to the requisite journey
So we must...

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Now who entrusted an ugly octopus
with the pretty plaid pocketbook?

An eight arm six-finger crook
crawling up the vault wall
is such a dirty, filthy lucre look

Those pretty piggy bank pennies
are no-account disappearing
And them buxom chicks bouncy checks
are...

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There’s Little Doubt of the Outcome

By Elton Camp

When fighting one more powerful than you
To succeed there is practically nothing to do
Very soon you’ll be lying flat of your face
Beaten, bruised and in complete disgrace

And that’s...

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Today 

I went to the swap and shop early. 

I met a man there with a military hat on. 
He told me that he was a twenty-year veteran. 
I was glad to meet him,
and thanked...

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Staring at the envelope, my eyes in disbelief.
The agency was known for causing fear and painful grief.
The words upon the notice were shouting out my name.
I still remember how I felt the day the letter...

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Internal Revenue Service At the Door

By Elton Camp

It is a fate too frightful even to mention
If you somehow should get his attention

Might as well comply if he demands loot
For his power is very close to...

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" YOUR  Signature  ... "

( Genesis 1: 1  /  Rev. 4: 11 )


(Part 2 of 2)

YOUR  Signature ...
Signs On All Existence's Account Ledgers
... Is A Literary, Moniker-Masterpiece
A Singularly, Most Stentorious-Stenography
As...

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