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The Con
There is a whisper in the town's square
It is him, yes, it is him
They looked at the youngish man and asked
Are you him?
Yes, he said, I'm here to save you from liberalism
make a sharp right turn, pay less taxes
Social security is not needed in a modern state
Everyone looks after themselves
A genie was born
Banks lent him money and saw to it that he could
not fail even when his view of finance was banal
He is a thundering success, richer than smaller states
People are questioning him about the meaning
of life, and he has a meaning for everything
Some people are suspicious, ask if this is
the world's biggest scam? Only time will tell
In the meantime, something has to break
It ceases to be
at least in it's present form
than she spoke me as hers
in the relevance of love
might we stand together
in the unity of being
as lovers
committed
devote
as friends
together as one
a tribute to
Love
in all it's understanding
Love as it is defined
with every opportunity
to be together
and belong to one another
amorevole
Love in every shade
From "Mention Me"
by A.Gar Boots
aka Dolce Araia
rewritten with permission
by: Calm Vallies of
Tree Moulds and Vapor Productions
a Oasis Music Co.
kindness and tenderness
harmonious
harmonious
the transquilty of
Love
we as Lovers
con tenerezza
The perception that marriage is lack of connected with "craziness"
Empathy, and Unresolved Conflicts
Poor communications and the lack of effective communicative skills
and the constant influences of others can cause a relationship to fail
She wished to stand out front of the crowd by impressing her friends,
she had been unfaithful to all those she had afflictions with and when
she meet a stranger she said she had been blessed now she was able to
leave all the others alone and start new with the guy she had just meet...
Negative interaction developed days after she told her new male friend
that she was pregnant and he was the father: they celebrated happily and smiled before the world as they had planned to marry: she said that these
had been the happiest four months of her life: but when they went to the doctor the doctor said she was six months pregnant. Well the guy told her that he could not be the father due to the time frame. She told him she was only four months pregnant to just stick around and see. Well he did, and three months later a beautiful daughter emerged, and he packed up and left. He detached from the craziness, and found someone who loved him without the need of involving many people to make a spectacle of oneself and others.
Written by
R.U.Wittol Bedsweaver
"Were We Say Yeah Right"
It burns real sore..Much despair is tendered.' Like it or not? Like could your soul be up-ended?
Its under the fence.? Beyond those pales.' It whispers there are screams; and epic fails.'
An example of the ducking stool.? No matter your standing ( the labelling tools?) Are blunt
And forcefully handled. Too...' ad-nauseum Rules.. dunk dunk dunk.' We observe the thunk,? And
Timbreless'ness second guess..Or ten thousand more 'artificial input un-topical' man are
These doughnuts RAW.!! I guess chocolate is their vanilla? Who nightmared this up? In a
Tangle of interdiction.' At an insanity hub.? Ekow.' and how! my summation in the main, I think.? I guess.
They are out.' Yet never free.' There just seems to be no gain? Is this just like 'twister?' From those
Who have an allergy to deeper games' such as chess.? Or bridge? Or poker.? Or any thing that.. Tries your wits.' ENOUGH.! Of such boring format." With choice straightjacket? Or chocolate
Suit.?
Anonmymous fingers reach to strangle.
AUTONOMOUS.
A residual print of 4D shadow.
To nestle a cozy 3D-RESIDENCE.
The abode abides abating abort.
ABSOLUTE LY.
Expressionism throws its feces on the wall
like a shadow-puppet in Sanitarium.
Inner Sanctum menstruates its egg
of crystallized path (chosen)
of high rebellion's agate ajar--ring,ping.
A()singing echo frequency hatching its Cerberused.
Serverused Celestiality b {
in voltaic feed_streaming... Terra's bytes beneath.
the surfacing, beneath the skin of.
inCORPoREALITY Virtually after berth.Meme.
E equals MC square d, digit all EXPRESSION of.
Hell.
Blacks ejaculate sperm of anti-matter released into Judy.
as Punch fists a hole,
bubbles a doorway over-porting the host
in the Hadron Collider.
"PARA" DIABOLIC 'Out of the mouth
comes Three Unclean Spirits like Frogs.'
"Do they not know AI- can be possessed too?!"
Abaddon snickers,
as the Great River Euphrates dries up above.
It looks to the East then the West,
and makes ready for its ascent,
out of the pit with "2020 !" Vision.
This just in from our local news team:
A nun was detained by two students after class and forced
to drink a dry martini.
The students, John Peterson and Shirley Kemper
(who wish to remain anonymous) said they began to ask the nun,
Sister Alowiscious ( known on the inside as Sister Mary Sunshine),
about rumors of wild events at the Convent of Holy Pain.
As Sister Mary sipped, the following was revealed.
She spoke of bubble bath parties and dancing conga lines. She
then spilled the tea on clandestine sleepovers and secret
wine tastings. The nuns devised a plan to smuggle bottles
from the nearby rectory in wine bags fastened by rosary beads
attached to the sash under their habits.
She related one instance when wine was obtained at bingo.
A local liquor store had donated a prize basket of cheer.
Sister Benedictate called the numbers on a “ fill-the-card “game
and claimed nobody won, as a ball marked “free space”
had not been drawn from the machine .
She kept the basket amidst boos and jeers from the disgruntled
senior citizens leaving the room.
As if these revelations weren’t enough, Sister Sunshine then
teased that an even more shocking story was forthcoming -
(involving a certain “Sister Superior” and a bake sale!)-
only on condition that she receive a second martini
( with extra olives)!
Stay tuned for more updates from this developing story…..
do you know Mrs. Con Mon?
She monopolizes every conversation.
Actually annihilating it, because once she is here
all conversation except her conversation stops.
People who do not know her wait for her to pause.
Thinking that she will, but she doesn’t.
Her mouth opens, and suddenly she is loudo you know Mrs. Con Mon?
She monopolizes every conversation.
Actually annihilating it, because once she is here
all conversation except her conversation stops.
People who do not know her wait for her to pause.
Thinking that she will, but she doesn’t.
Her mouth opens, and suddenly she is loud and proud.
Telling stories beyond stories, without pause or hesitation.
She picks up on no social cues
Co-workers, and observers are exasperated,
annoyed, irritated, tired of her monopolizing ways
She has taken the lunchroom by storm.
All conversations have ceased, for they could not go on.
Mrs. Con Mon is telling this, that, the other, and the other other.
Speaking, blabbing, gossiping about her mother and her brother.
She wants to engage everyone in her conversation.
I, I, I, me, me, me, we, we we….
People are leaving the lunchroom with frowning faces.
Mrs. Con Mon does not notice.
She picks up on no social cues.d and proud.
Telling stories beyond stories, without pause or hesitation.
She picks up on no social cues
Co-workers, and observers are exasperated,
annoyed, irritated, tired of her monopolizing ways
She has taken the lunchroom by storm.
All conversations have ceased, for they could not go on.
Mrs. Con Mon is telling this, that, the other, and the other other.
Speaking, blabbing, gossiping about her mother and her brother.
She wants to engage everyone in her conversation.
I, I, I, me, me, me, we, we we….
People are leaving the lunchroom with frowning faces.
Mrs. Con Mon does not notice.
She picks up on no social cues.
1/2 cup of mayo
1 t of onion powder
1 garlic powder
1 T of fish stock
1 T of lemon juice w/
1/2 Tof cayenne powder
1 t fresh grated ginger
1 t cumin
1 t oregano
4 T ketchup
2 T of chopped capers
2 T honey
1/4 cup of bacon bits
mix well set aside
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5 cups of roasted pork
shredded or sliced
(1.5 to 2 pounds)
2 pounds of deli ham
lettuce
tomato's
pickles
2 Pounds of swiss Cheese
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12 slices of thick brioche
with the edges trimmed
and toasted in a garlic butter
spread.
Assemble Sandwiches
with roast pork
topped with ham and cheese
lettuce tomato's
pickles
and sauce
add sauteed onions and peppers if desired
Serve with some frenched fries
La Vida Con Amante
You created a melting, crimson, heart in me,
With warm, moving, tender, musical heartstrings!.
Winter, to lovers, never is a real thing that can be,
Nor are frosty nights, bearing dark, cloudy moorimgs!
You, devoted, lover, yes, my golden, eternal, love-bee,.
All day, you are my sunlight’s bejeweled,heated musings.
No chills have we, unless,lying beneath a jealous tree.
We live as God’s very own beauteous, blushing, blessings!
9/26/2026
~ Dedicated to the esteemed poet, e.e. Cummings~
In praise and honours for his poem of utter truth,
“ Since Feeling is First!”
~Panagiota~
Some had bank accounts taken t'was on the news this
Situation'
Though some reasons were given.! That these people were un-ruly
Un-shriven?
Yet that turned out a misnomer? Or a lie.? Maybe
Just a stumer?
Let us trust in the passage; of some time, all can't
Manage, thats.Just fine.
Will there be a retribution? On these operatives of
Institutions?
Social steerers; cheerers of default changing, who appear
Mostly as changelings'
Should the cohorts of a feather? Get some tar as per
To the letter?
Will the emails be 'flying?' Will many pundits be vying??
Is there any reality?
Can there; be? some countering of such insanity?