Long Carving knife Poems

Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated

Steely Dan sing queen (me)
outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary 
after Grahame Wood 
determined to meet 
the evolving needs of the community 
opened the first Wawa Food Market 
in Folsom,...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed your own butt 
It stinks so keep it shut
Pessimism must...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again

Even when iron not red hot, 
I implement non customary quarks 
regarding foreigner rather cold as ice
namely delinquent outsize credit card debt 
mandates yours truly, 
a cheesy survivor who rem: members...

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he licked the carving knife at every meal
the old gods hovered close
he knew who they were and furthermore
why they want to be real so badly
consequently only the curious will ever
make sense of this enmanglement
letters of...

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Not the first time........... 
I cheated death...... 
Last week... 
What a narrow squeak! 

The car narrowly missing me........ 
Yet determined to run me down 
Put me underground..... 
The time was not meant to be 

The...

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My grandfather on my father’s side, was a pecker-toothed sidle who raped his 
daughter when she was just ten. He threw down vodka from an eternal well and took my father out to buy prostitutes...

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A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take. Gaspard Mermillod

When I was a baby, you sang me to sleep
Mom, do you recall when...

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Timmy Jimmy O'Blimey was a boy who loved Christmas and joyful happy faces   
So when he saw an old man living on the street with nothing to eat, he felt  sad 
Though...

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What kind of gobbledegulp, 
holiday mess,
are you stuffing down your jaw giblets — 
one day early ...
you human turkey

Cubicle farm-raised patsy policies
is what your top executive, tinfoil hat fool handlers
are serving you 
lower oven rack...

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In the zodiac of poets with furrowed brows, born from the shadow of the world devouring the moment,
I am tired of narrow verses, of word sculptures without soul and echo.
Poems that whisper, halt - they...

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Smoking Hot

Once upon a time there was a little girl
She carried a chipped edged bowl in her hand
Charity had been generous to her riding years
Gifts were ripped, unwanted and unsized clothes
Grandma loved her Red Riding...

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When he died, no one told me.
Why would they, I had not seen him in years?
Yet that day, he kept walking in and out
of my mind’s eye.
I wondered why?

“The world ends at 5 O’clock”.
His voice...

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The day goes swell,
Life goes on,
This might be,
My last night,
Asleep on the couch,
Hearing a sound at the door,
You look out the window,
As someone charges it once more,
Fires,
Alarms going off,
Collissions everywhere,
Suddenly everything just stops,
Running to hide,
Never...

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For Vienna, by request.

Something has gone terribly wrong in my garden today,
My tomatoes are all growling at me with big teeth on display.

And when I investigated I got a big surprise,
‘Cause they were staring back...

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He loved a drink did ol'Johnny McBeal
And offered to cook the thanksgiving meal
All the trimmings with turkey
For their friends and family
His wife agreed but no drink was the deal...

On the big day he was up...

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I want to be a vegan
I want to give up meat
I want hemp DM's to wear upon my feet
No more burgers, sausages and no more lamb kebab
No more chicken drumsticks gotta fight the flab
Mushroom for...

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When he died, no one told me,
why would they, I had not seen him in years?
Yet that day, he kept walking in and out
of my mind’s eye.
I wondered why?

“The world ends at 5 O’clock.,"
his voice...

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Food and Elvis 

I had opened a can of low fat rice-pudding and was 
watching a food program, a big cook off in Tupelo.  
Elvis father, Vernon, once built a small house here, 
it...

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Cups on their hooks rattle
the train rumbles through the town
icebergs crack and fall off the roof,
they crash through two stories of chilled air.

Dad heaves himself off the sofa,
empty plate in hand.
Mother has a new electric...

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THREE   BLIND   MICE



I mean let’s get real everybody   -
Sure as sugar,  if I was a blind mouse
I wouldn’t be hassling any farmer’s wife or  anybody
Armed with a...

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am I an artist or a Writer

writing.... the ability to arrange words in order
to express a thought. a skill taught to almost
every person. one in which some people excel.
writing is bound by the dictionary and...

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who out foxed who?....
    a fox chases field mice
        into the house

mouse invasion....
    Normandy, the cat, smacks lips
    ...

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Unlike the Famous Five,
with capers, japes and adventures,
boats and well stocked picnics, we lived
a back street life. With a sock and masking tape ball
and mucky fat sarnies.
The Family Allowance Five.
Each one of us an extra...

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