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The Reversed Spectacles

Today as I got up and climbed down the stairs
 Suddenly I tripped, and went upside down
Received minor bruises, some splits in my hair
But what’s more important, I looked like a clown
Suddenly I noticed all the world gone crazy
Men looked like kids and kids went busy
In patting their own backs, and sneering at others
While adults fought over candies and snatching their brothers’
Young ladies basked in neck-ties and collars
They had their curves flattened using road rollers
 Meanwhile their boyfriends sported latest bikini range
Why belles didn't leer at them, they found it strange
Traders rushed madly to pay up their taxes
Celebs attending funerals, their tears ran excess
I rightfully felt aghast, because all a nightmare
I put off my specs, and that gave me a scare
My specs were downwards up, looked incisively hopeless
To set its focus rightly in this urban wilderness.


Premium Member Hollywood

There are many good people from Hollywood. Hollywood is a working class district of L.A. (1 of 42 districts). Celebs don't live there which includes the Epstein ilk. Bad people are all over the place,  especially the Red States and their people who voted for the bad leaders. There are bad dictators all over the world, repressing the women, not just in America. I've never heard of KKK members in Hollywood, I have in the Maga States. Let's not bundle all people in Hollywood, that is ignorance!

A good Ambassador Hollywood, to the world along with Jazz music, Hollywood movies, with their dazzling musicals, bright comedies, and intense dramas, and Si Fi, has been the dream maker for the world!  Even those working in the movie industry were by and large hard working Americans.  Glamorous actors just a tip of the ice berg.  For those conservatives, they should remember Regan was a product of Hollywood.   Thank you very much.
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Premium Member JD Vance Rants Collab

In 2015…
           —In DMs, he wondered whether Trump “Is America’s Hitler”
 
In 2016…
—“Fellow Christians, everyone is watching us when we apologize for this man. 
                     Lord help us”  “Donald Trump is a moral disaster” 
—After one meeting with Trump, Vance wrote “My god what an idiot” 
—“What percentage of the American population has Donald Trump 
                               sexually assaulted?” 
—Vance tweeted: “Trump makes people I care about afraid. Immigrants, 
          Muslims, etc. Because of this I find him reprehensible                  
—“I’m definitely not gonna vote for Trump because I think that 
                  he’s projecting very complex problems onto simple villains”          

In 2017…
—“Trump’s a total fraud who doesn’t care if regular people and call 
                                   him reprehensible” 
—“Trump’s cultural heroin, just another opioid for Middle America” 
—On Twitter (X) Vance liked tweets saying Trump committed 
        “serial sexual assault”  and called Trump “One of USA’s most hated, 
                        villainous, and douchey celebs”

A song for this:
The End of the Innocence by Don Henley
                                                                               —Anais Vionet 


It would’ve been Governor Doug Burgum  —“Don Jr. and Eric went bats—crazy ‘Why would you do something so stupid? He offers us nothing’” a longtime Republican operative told NBC News

this a story~of how Trump chose VP Vance, JD
   Trump chose his running mate~JD Vance and locked in his fate
      aspiring to Burgum~ unknown governor ho hum
          JD, JD, JD!~hollers like children in kindy
             Trump ratified his sons~ Senator Vance raging all guns
                 another Pence not a chance~ I want MAGA warrior Vance
                    sold out for an election ~this man has no conviction 
                                                                              —Monoku’s by Anaya
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Form: Monoku

Premium Member Happy Birthday

Covid spread throughout the kingdom – 
the people inside the elite compounds,
if they heard the many sounds of the
ill falling dead, did not seem troubled,
not a single head – besides, it was, for
them a special day, 60th birthday of 
their consecrated God and his Queen, 
to whom all will homage pay – 

Politicians and Hollywood celebs alike
will take numbered turn fawning accolades
at the podium mike. Tables strategically set,
armed security carefully to vet every 
privileged guest before passing the Walled 
Castle-door, so not to allow Covid 
to take flight and soar, spreading deadly 
spore through the air – over His Majesty's 
Red-carpet-floor... 

There are plates with gold trim, not the 
painted kind – of Twenty-four Karat as their 
goblets of wine, precious silver from royal 
chambers, billionaire vaults, brimming over 
with champagne from prized cellars, vintage 
of all sorts, tribute paid by appeasing, complicit
European Courts, with thousand dollar a-bottle 
highly acclaimed ports. There will be classical 
music combined with White Shaming Hip Hop Rap –
diamonds and precious other gems abundantly given
for gifts, the nation having been well sapped, 
American's Treasury criminally tapped, 
for the king and queen's off-road treats – while
theft and murder rages in the commoner's streets – 
shortages developing to the point masses of 
people will soon have little food to break-bread 
and manage – to the ruling devils, simply 
collateral damage....

Premium Member February 1

My birthday is on February 1,
and have searched for celebs with that birth date.
        but I did not find anyone inspiring.
There were people like Harry Styles, Brandon Lee,
    and Lisa Marie Presley;
and a list of names and pics unfamiliar!
I know nothing about these so called celebs,
      nor, do I want to !
        So, all that is left is to speak of me;
    I was born in snow.
        In a Winter storm that is,
came into the world crying and never stopped.
        Mom said I was dramatic- an old soul,
Grandma said write it, so I did and I do;
    have known too much death, sometimes
       I need to go inner to find me !

____________________________
September 7, 2019


Poetry/Narrative/February 1
Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1179-114-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.
Form: Narrative


Paparazzi

In brokered spaces hangs a clammy chill
That gawkers with heightened senses distill
With stealth, guile, avarice and pawned skill
Around unsuspecting celebs their viruses congeal
Intimate and carefree moments quarantined in a still
Tendered seconds stolen by each, maverick shill
Plundered with a ravenous, rapacious thrill
Each grainy visage paying the stalker's, truant bill
Malleable fodder placed in the public's, greedy til
Enhanced images on glossy folios to spill
Their frothing rumor mill with innuendo to swill
The public's license with more greed to instill
Anesthetizing emotive strains with wanton zeal
Form: Rhyme

Spotlight

Spotlight

So many people want to live in the spotlight, 
Yet only a few want everyone to know about their daily life. 
Some celebrities don't want every inch of the spotlight. 
Except the Kardashians whom live for the spotlight.
 
It's a crazy world we live in 
and everyone is a victim. 
There's a snake in the system, 
and it's looking to bite with some venom. 

It's like contagion all over again 
And no one knows what the cure is. 
An infection that spreads at the speed of a virus, 
Exposing every dark light with the spotlight.

My turn in the light, I don't want anyone but me in the light, 
Put my face on the jumbo screen like an emoji screen. 
I want the attention all the other celebs get, 
acting like it's a contest.
 
Put me on the red carpet in front of all the cameras, 
So, I can pose for the people with the cameras. 
I love the spotlight like the moonlight, 
Up in the sky shining like sunlight.

Put me in the spotlight, I love the spotlight.
Put me in the spotlight, I love the spotlight.
The only place I want to be is in the spotlight.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Life Goes By In a Flash

Life goes by in a flash is a
famous quote/ saying. The
longer I live on this earth 
I’ve found that quote/ saying 
to be true. This year 2020 
has made a believer  out of 
me. I’ve seen so many people 
pass away like never before.
( Family, Friends, Celebs,
Strangers).Due to COVID-19 
and other things. All these 
things remind that life is fragile.
However, it will always be what 
you make of it. So live it to the 
full.Make your mark( in whatever
capacity that is).Because life 
really does go by in a flash.Try 
to give your flowers to the living 
while they can still smell and 
appreciate them. And I will try to 
do likewise. While I’m still able to 
smell the sweet scent of the roses.







  Alexis Y.
  9/1/2020

  In memory of all those who have lost their lives this
  year.
  Dedicated to Chadwick Boseman ( Black Panther 
  Wakanda Forever)!!!
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Premium Member Reality

as builders spend pennies
flipping profits on houses
lifestyle gurus
show us how to fold trousers

and chefs under pressure
scream out all their orders
while people in need
are labelled as hoarders 

and bookies fix odds
for the afternoon races
as judges cast judgements
on bizarre family cases

and teams answer questions
to win mystery prizes
while traffic cops chase
young suicide drivers

and retirees escape
to a life on the Costas
as law firms inform us
it’s good to sue doctors

and super vets cure
lame dogs and sick horses
as folk with backstories
fail SAS courses

and dealers earn livings
from ducking and diving
while medics with agents
get judged Strictly jiving
  
and loan deals have small print
explaining their charges
while celebs enjoy cruising
on canals in large barges

and food critics chew
over masterful dinners
and. there. are. several. long. seconds
before we find out the winners

but when MPs dodge questions
on the numerous news’ panels
it’s proof that what bites
really sucks on our channels.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member All In the Spelling

Van Gogh refused my cigarette, ‘No thanks, I’ve got one ear’
*
The zoo wanted some antelope but they were just two deer
*
I offered the cabbie some chewing gum, he said do you think that’s fare
*
Why did Adam eat the apple when Eve had a lovely pear
*
The tyrant banned men in white shirts: people are going to dye
*
He claimed to have some caustic soda, was that some kind of Lye
*
The ageing mechanic removed the wheel, he was ready to re-tyre
*
Robin Hood was livid, the donuts were in the friar
*
A starving woman’s fave celebs are bound to be ‘has beans’
*
Men just seem to like her, is it something in her jeans
*
My search for water in the haunted woods ended in a creak
*
Folk are stealing mountains, should we take a peak
*
I’m spraying herbs with weed-o-cide: I’m only killing thyme
*
The mountaineer was chilly, he preferred a sunny clime
Form: Rhyme

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