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Shake in your boots,
Be afraid, be very afraid.
Watch the news, go ahead!
Believe their lies about Covid.
Have a cold beer, after all.
Dr.Fauci is here!!
That international madman to fill
us with fear.
Masks, now he says, two you
should wear?
Sorry, my man, one is too
much to bear.
But be sure~do cover our leaders
mouths.
At them, I so want to loudly shout.
Get out of our lives, go live,
mask your own lying snout!!
I propose you buy the diving suit
pictured above.
Wear it when you are out and
about, complete with gloves.
Leave the rest of us alone.
Who know this is a cash cow.
All I can say, is a soft, disgusted.....wow!
I/27/2021
~2~
Not just WTC..
KG has to be..the OG
Saffa Jaffa gaffer….sole goal
Batters harries
Carries..never parries
Weight and expectation
Fate & soul
Of a whole nation
South African speedster larder
Is choc a block
Marco..new narco tyro
Already a believer
The length & strength
Octopus tentacles
Mr Tickle tendrils
Hefty lefty lever
But their rock..Dr Spock
Shepherd of the flock
Heir and leader of their
Racy pacy flair armada
No one tries harder
While looking so smooth
Ultimate slick quick pick
KG Rabada
Scolding batters..stagger..folding..
In tatters..crickey in the groove
Flatters…moves like Mikey Holding
Forget the coke farce
All swagger with the ball
Didn’t choke..Kagiso in full flow
Dagger and cloak bloke..VIP Pass
Follows champagne Steyn
Morkel reign and the
Vernon sermon..Philander propaganda
Trier…Makhaya fire campaign
Pollock bucolic frolic
Vibes of Donald diatribes
Finally even the scribes subscribes
Imbibes this latest great
Pips the rest
Fastest to get 300 hundred wickets
So hot to trot…beats the elite lot
Oh and also got the best ever..Test strike rate
But a little glummer..the bummer
No home tests this summer
Just such a shame..some disdain
Dumber mandarin sins as they kowtow to the cash cow
Meaning Kagiso will fail…no way will play enough games
To end the fat stat tale
Reign of Dale Steyn
Oh and a lovely final aside
Not only did they lose the race
Aussie doom and gloom
But the face of pace..Rabada the ace
Became only the second name not from mighty blighty
To grace the hall of fame hordes on the
Home dressing room boards at Lords
This advertisement by ETSY is inappropriate. It depicts a greeting card of a man getting excited down there. And it crosses the line in the sand of what's decent and what's not. This picture is definitely distasteful and sexually suggestive, especially on a site that promotes its self as being family friendly.
It's like I'm visiting a public beach that's sunny and always family friendly and are suddenly blindsided by the dark clouds of nude bathers.
It's not right. It's not right for the kids. It's not right period.
A disapproving voice(s) is needed here so this complaint weighs on PS' conscious, where the decision is totally up to them to allow their cash cow to frolic in a meadow of immorality or to censor the picture.
It's in their hands.
But I hope they use the same morality as they do in censoring a list of banned poet's word, which in my opinion pales in comparison to that picture.
connie pachecho
3/29/25
Note-I thought about enclosing the image of the greeting card but it falls under PS terms of conditions that doesn't allow pornographic cartoons ... the irony. A train wreck will do.
In the realm of deceit, some souls reside,
Gullible hearts, fertile grounds for evil to abide.
As they sit, concocting chaos, their minds astray,
Weaving webs of wickedness, night and day.
Their slumber's filled with visions of malevolence and spite,
Their waking hours, a pursuit of perpetual fight.
Peace, a distant memory, lost in the haze,
As they revel in the suffering of others, in endless daze.
Conflict and war, their cash cow, a source of delight,
Problem creation, their bread and butter, shining bright.
They shun the problem solvers, silencing their noble voice,
Ensuring their crafted chaos reigns, without a choice.
Even some spiritual leaders, tainted by this evil stain,
Participate in this nefarious dance, with steps of shame.
The inventors of software, viruses, and antiviral might,
A cycle of destruction, fueled by greed's insatiable light.
With humanitarian gestures, they blind the masses' sight,
While killing by proxy, in the darkness of endless night.
Nuclear weapons, a destructive force, aimed at humanity's heart,
Vaccines, a tool of oppression, targeting the African part.
Is there not a cause? A reckoning to come, a day of reckoning's might,
When posterity arises, to demand justice, shining with new light.
Why prioritize personal gain, above humanity's collective cry?
Consider the greater good, before the final goodbye.
So Instagram is a sham
Everyone seems smitten
With posts about a kitten
Or hosts who hate Britain
Or boasts so badly written
Toasts flam & are all bitten
Goddam is just like spam
Famalam use as a babysitter
Wham bam for any dimwitter
Won’t scram will be a big hitter
Instagram is just glam glitter
Oh please look at me vanity
Narcissist wheeze is insanity
Tease with another profanity
Disease crippling all humanity
Pedants on pews lives fritter
Algorithm queues like twitter
Bottom feeder ruse you critter
Needier travesty tapestry knitter
Greedier fuse lit & now shi*ter
Seedier impropriety just litter
Social media a society splitter
Notoriety trolls scrolls flitter
Anxiety but folks will still titter
Piety for botox you’ll be fitter
Ham it up cash cow AI lie spitter
Kowtow get no views so just bitter
Kapow a scam not some Ashram
Stop cropped photoshopped slop
They cram in a half baked pitta
Instagram is bust and just a sham
Nirvana protégé podcast/youtube
phenom quite mature
talented young lass promising future
media attention did capture
overnight starlet exhibits bravure
generates profuse nonstop
outstandingly positive conjecture
nine year old greeted in France bonjour
mademoiselle so innocent and pure
guaranteed future success
near anonymity one day
household name the next,
automatic fame secure,
whose beautiful swarthy
complexion compounds allure.
Courtesy technological tentacled
trappings everywhere
twenty first century raw
talent discovered anywhere
across world wide web
instant cash cow bajillionaire
clinched record deals guaranteed
linked immortal wealth crystal clear
financial woes never nightmare
flush electronic deposits buffer
sudden renown claim heir
reddit teary boosting
quantity kith and kin here
rilled predictable feigned
interest to care,
when yesterday no hoots given
toward young person's welfare.
Such simplification possibly doth err
grossly inaccurate, I aver,
rushed prediction unfair
nonetheless interesting how
forgotten friends and relatives spur
unexplainable long
atrophied well timed flair
to buttress crumbling complex edifice
long forgotten grudge doth disappear
tangentially madding crowd
metaphorical boatload relative
strangers ferried jostle appear
amazingly enough out thin air
human nature inexplicably fickle
another case in point here,
when yours truly did not roundly square,
among classmates nasty glare
but triangulated, threatened, teased...
convenient token (non smokin')
scapegoat bullies throve to scare
name calling, spitting, suckerpunching,
a curse this then skinny, puny, dorky...
boy never did dare
raise his non hazardous dukes fear
ring being clobbered, pureed, whipped...
perhaps thugs menacing scissoring my long hair
passively internalized deplorable angst.
Serious trouble is prowling.
There’s snow, mew-mew meowing.
Those steel-blue eyes, mesmerizing.
Serious trouble is prowling.
His tail’s not tucked between his legs -
Stands up like a towering keg.
In his haunt, he’ll never beg.
His tail’s not tucked between his legs.
Trouble’s whiskers, like a great ‘stache.
Fur looks pettable, but claws clash.
The calico cat - would-be ash.
Trouble’s whiskers, like a great ‘stache.
Snow’s low-down, to the ground, alone,
and doesn’t want his cover blown.
He eats and reaps the seeds he’s sown.
Snow’s low-down, to the ground, alone.
The girl called him “Snow” - he’s “Trouble.”
He turned the household to rubble.
Was kicked out of cash-cow bubble.
The girl called him “Snow” - he’s “Trouble.”
Don’t feel sorry - keep up your guard.
He’ll lie his way into your yard.
A shark, remember he plays cards.
Don’t feel sorry - keep up your guard.
Serious trouble is prowling.
There’s snow, mew-mew meowing.
Those steel-blue eyes, mesmerizing.
Serious trouble is prowling.
10/20/2022
I'm practically a ghost,
seldom seen.
I'm mounted on some traffic lights,
so ease up on the gas pedal!
You never notice me
unless your GPS is in use,
but I see you coming.
I never sleep on the job.
I see everything
day or night
rain or shine
I'm a road photographer.
I wonder why vehicles
never smile
when I take their pictures.
Perhaps they're angry
for their drivers as they know
a mailed citation letter
is a sure thing?
I'm a proud revenue cash cow.
I do not discriminate.
Rich or poor,
young or old,
I will penalize if
you exceed my speed limit!
Slow down road warriors,
or I'll bite a chunk
off your bank account!
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (25) ,any form,any theme
Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Date submitted: 08/18/2020
It Sucks Poetry Contest(N/A)
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
Date written: 08/07/2020
****s Gluts
Societal Stutter
More Cuts
Suicidal Splutter
Serfs Ruts
Should be wary
Weary of the scary
Leery lairy Dairy Fairy
Utter Nutter
If's But's
Gutter Mutter
Tut Tutts
Because of their ilk
Silk road's now
Bow..cash cow
Kowtow to
Road of Milk
Nadirs Clutter
Wing Nuts
Flitter Flutter
Garters from Guts
Soften your butter
Everything shudders
Will explode
Due to the udders
Rivers life
Givers rotten
Nature rife
Delivers from
Strife forgotten
Moolah besotten
Milk powder
Or
Seafood chowder
Dairy highway dismay
All day diner
Cosplay for our new
Crueler ruler.. China
Hip hip Hooray!
Self-submission and sure subjugation,
Bowing to the might in adoration;
Crushing the lowly and their cessation,
Had been my subtraction and summation...!
Why did I do so? Where did I go wrong?
Why was my soul weak, while my flesh was strong?
Why should a downtrodden oppress his kind?
Why should bane of selfishness fill my mind...?
These jumped and leaped like galloping horses,
Pride protected the paths of false forces;
Purpose of life seemed a private affair,
Did I feel that existence is a fair...?
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My costliest pet dog barks at me now.
I'm utterly bankrupt; no more cash cow;
My reading, writing, and all my hobbies,
Have turned out to be meaningless lobbies...!
My love for my health, wealth, and luxuries,
My truths, myths, histories, and mysteries;
All have come to waste, like faded bouquets,
Do they now await their bonfire-like blaze...?
25 April 2023
Character traits Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Angela Tune
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How Many Syllables