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In the sixties and early seventies, orange was the rage.
Designers called it tangerine adding lemon and lime.
This is when colors began tasting like fruit.
We bought into it, wanting orange everything.
I never got over it, loving tangerine and oranges.
Every room in my house has a touch of tangerine.
Most of my rooms have lemon and lime also.
These colors keep me lively and young.
Others can enjoy their blah dreary tans and grays.
I will not give up my sixties colors until I am wheeled out
In a body bag with a toe tag. My children understand this.
They stopped suggesting changes years ago.
Whimsical Slapstick
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Squash and Stretch
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Vulpes vulpes a native species to (Blah-blah-hoogah-hoogah)
Recognizable by its reddish-orange coat, black legs
and white-tipped bushy tail. The fox who's
diet consist of insects, mice and rabbits, they often labor
so that you don't have to. They are a friend when one doesn't
own a chicken coop. Then they are a menace and cost farmers
profit.
In-betweens
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Coturnix quail a small wild chicken like creature.
Small, plump, round birds with mottled brown,
white, and black feathers the Northern Bobwhite
native too : to (Blah-Blah-Hoogah-Hoogah) they
get there name from there loud whistle that
sounds like they are saying "bob-white!". They Live in
"coveys." You can find them hiding in brushy fields,
forest edges where they will dine on mealworms,
crickets, and grubs.
Anticipation
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A fox stalking a quail is a masterclass in patience
and stealth. The fox uses tall grass to hide.
It moves slowly and freezes often.
It aims to get close enough to pounce.
The quail relies on its keen eyes to spot danger
and might burst into sudden flight to escape.
Call me Gillespie
At the thought of choosing sides
This all makes me Dizzy
Where ones befuddled and the other lies
White toothed grinning alligator
Beady-eyed crocodile
Which will we regret later
We'll find out for sure after awhile
One to build a wall to keep us all
Safe from those who want a home
The other swinging doors wide open
Sweeping out deplorable's
Reading from the dictionary
They would make a lot more sense
Starting out with the B's
Blah, Blah, Blah, He said, She said
I wonder when we the sheeple
Will stand up and call their bluff
Give this all back to the people
Finally say enough's enough
Is this the best they have to offer
Who's to win this losing game
Will it be the constant cougher
Or the billionaire that's clearly insane
Sadly, this crazy train needs a conductor
To carry this fragile freight
Watch out for the Loco-motion though
As we jump track on this runaway
Broken wing, cracked heel, dinged fender
There's always something busted to fluster intention
An excuse pulled from quiver,
To send arrow in reverse.
To pull away, questioning,
Doubt defeating resolve,
Willpower bent to neigh and sway.
The good ship "Self" is always broken.
Faults and breaks litter the decks
Patches and quick fixes
Good enough for now
Keep "Self" sailing, broken, battered
But feeling fine and dandy,
Unfettered by paraphernalia's blah and blah
A spirit with wings resilient,
Cannot be tethered by contraption's flaws.
Even sore broken wings, patched and fixed
Are good enough for spirit to soar to fore
As done so well, OK or just swell, before.
Somebody said an odd thing today,
Something I think’s a bit strange,
About how blah and lame we seem around here,
How things have never seen change,
They said we’re vanilla, as though that is bad,
As though that is some kind of fault,
They implied that vanilla is a boring old flavour,
Not as good as chocolate or malt,
But I love vanilla on all that I drink,
I love vanilla, on a whim, anywhere,
I think vanilla is a most flavoursome drink,
Adding a fluff of flavour and flair,
As a matter of fact I think it rocks on,
I think it’s the flavour of choice,
So when people say we’re vanilla as hell,
I stand up and begin to rejoice.
Stella was our neighbor, the weirdest girl on the block.
She walked with a confidence that we could not unlock
Sketching high fashion since the age of eight or ten
We thought she was nuts, even way back then.
No one wears a pink wedding gown or carries an umbrella.
She is so oddly odd, someone said. He himself was a strange fella.
There was a spark of genius that frightened us I guess.
I stayed away and whispered about her with my cousin Tess.
Stella grew up to be a famous designer in New York City.
Now we felt less self-assured, blah, and not so smart or witty.
She designs wedding dresses in navy, turquoise, pink and blue.
We wish now that we were friends, but that wish won’t come true.
Buckets sloshed out onto the ground.
I reached with fingers that seemed scraggly.
Snapped my fingers and they almost fell off.
With a “snap” I can taste in mysterious ways.
Gradual eye opening.
Stuff is pouring like clutter.
Whatever, stuff, things, words.
Depression helps me do stuff…
So if I’m slow moving?
I’m already feeling a thumb tack in my foot…
Just got too weary to take it out…
It was just easier to….
Take a slow moving nap.
Dump out stuff, things, blah.
Guess what? With depression, you don’t nap.
You just wake up,
Buckets sloshing onto the ground.
That’s how you get up.
Everyone oohing and ahhing over another blah house
Decorated so wonderfully. What? Are you kidding? Nothing special.
Boring at best. Blah. Tans and browns. Excuse me. Apricot and almonds.
Sheesh!
Decorating. A multi-million dollar business. Every house the same as the last five.
I cannot ooh or awe. I sit in disbelief that people are so easily satisfied with these clip clop houses.
No more interesting than a rusty horse shoe, which is sometimes found in some of them.
Disgusted, I turn off the TV knowing the other show I used to watch is full of glass houses.
Each almost exactly the same – with their sixty thousand dollars worth of windows.
Satisfied with my neons and my pops of vibrant colors, my oranges, and my purples,
I turn on my black light and stare in amazement that I have managed to make a haven
With color galore, out of my own sweet imagination, by following my heart.
Apricot and almonds. Blah! My colors are jalapeno, tomato, and carrot so there!
There's a grocery chain in Canada
Known by the name of Loblaw's
That in itself isn't anything special
Till owners named their son after grandpa
Their poor son was blessed by his parents
Didn't think very hard these Loblaws
Baptized their son Robert that's silly
Bob Loblaw, blah blah blah!
Like someone is incessantly babbling on
Making absolutely totally no sense
Bob Loblaw is quite an intelligent man
Bob Loblaw, blah blah blah!
His name makes him sound like an idiot
When introducing himself to a newbie
Hard as he tries to pronounce each syllable
Can't say it without sounding goofy
Poor Bob will take his name to the grave
Can you see the inscription on his headstone?
How can anyone be sombre while visiting
Imagine how it sounds on the telephone...
Hello, this is Bob Loblaw, blah blah blah!
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The idea was to have this guy go around as the Ulimate Worlds Champion.
Rival Company would throw a championship in the ring (defuncted0
they would sanction the championships in there comapy it would be challenged and defended.
But the unified title would make one guy the Ulitmate Champion and he could go from company to comapy around the world to defeand it. It's duration would be ligitmate for a year. and it would then be unified with company blah-blah's title as they would own all rights to it, making them superior in there business acurum and stuff. It's an idea bought to by the Guys at Accent Cola Company." Know what You are Talking about,Aceent Cola" Taking seriuos it could make new fans and alot of money.
Scramling up the guys from the smaller venues getting them to go to the city strats with a promotion that has points and key points where evaluation between products and company differances can "Get the Idea Over" and the communacation between folk can allow people to be directed to the venues you are try to fill. It's a great idea,
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it's actually a blueprint to create a new device that it's camera detects and identify the motions of an animal and signals it to your phone with a live conversation of what to do!-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ad hoc network