Long Contenders Poems
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Methinks muss elf akin to a cold prickly...
being analogous to a
limp biscuit viz
wussy wonky willy,
yet back in the day
rolling in hay worm
may at large cavorted
frolicked, and idealized
as a warm fuzzy.
Though aforementioned title
slightly risqué and silly,
yours truly dwells in Schwenksville,
approximately an hour drive
northwest from Philly,
a geographic enclave flush with
seeds of life and White Lily
hometown of mine reminiscent
of Lake Woebegone
similarly verdant and hilly.
Today I bubble with gumption and glee
riding a crest of carefree euphoria prithee
within Netherlands home to Zuiderzee.
Now yours truly lets thoughts unspool
as they popup like mushrooms
after a soaking rain
and flash across consciousness
hoping to hammer somewhat
comprehensible poetic product
wrought courtesy tool
of me noggin
stream of consciousness school
meanders and follows no particular rule.
Despite being rescued
from blimey and bloody
ten thousand cannibals yippee,
where before escaping xi
shark infested cyber sea,
I nearly fell prey to piranhas we
dulling their way think valley
girls enlisting themselves
to be worshipped
as omnipotent trustee
trumpeting themselves
as shaykhah of chic re:
to do bidding of commoners
heavily guarding, ousting,
and thwarting stiff contenders
for commodification, commiseration,
commercialization, communication
and glory of riches q.e.d.,
quod erat demonstrandum
selling one soul to the devil
what a pity
exploitation, juxtaposition, opposition
temptation teasing proletariat offeree,
who seductively utter née
all the while vicarious thrilling
analogous to shady subterfuges
within dark wide web
bloodhounds (created courtesy
artificial intelligence) ripping asunder
supposedly airtight code,
while proficient hackers punching
virtual holes at Norton and McAfee
and other logistics wizards to protect data
laugh demonically, hysterically,
maniacally, sadistically, and zestfully
at those payees party as licensee
guardians of regal materialistic realm
do as I saith - speaketh bourgeoisie.
Bhima at Denhegoo
from Chump to Champion
The Ballad of a Struggling Contender
Fought to hard
to get it
struggled long thyme
to acheive
learned alotta thangs
long the way
meet some people
you won't beleive
looked down upon
by the in crowd
jerked arounded
by the outcrowd
women done leaked
my secrets
and men done
challenged me
studdered
when she said
I do
was scared
cause
I lacked instruction
Said I love you to
early
she only beleived
in deductions
prayed real hard
to get here
Am the champion of this town
talked about by stranger
to some I'm just a clown
but you know one thang
I'm ah man
I'm ah real true man
yes i am
I'm a man
I'm ah man
best beleive
I', ah man!
( Gruel Starffs(..........Look Mister Promoter: you want us to come out here and be contenders to your champion. Rivals to our foe. You want us to look the wrestling public in the eye and say he's the best and I'm the next best thing to him.Mr. Prromoter I'm looking you in the eye and telling you: you made a mistake in hiring me cause we found a clause in our contract that states a group of ten within the company can unite and form a championship sub commiitee and crown a champion, if the current champions tenure excceeds 2 years. well we did and from now on I am the champion and until the disfunction of the championship committee is solved I am both Champion and number one contender and one win over the champion even in a best outta 3 falls match can be proof enough to send to the board of directers to Crown me " The United Worlds Champion" that's the contract you signed laughing at me.I've score two falls against him. One more And I am Champion. It the Clause of all Clauses; Mr. Promoter! The Clause is entitled" ******The Rules of Untangling Contracto Facto Championious committee rulio Section 280-two by Codes of Victory in The rulebreaker rule book*
Built to take the abusive raqueteering
punishment unleashed upon me
by human beings
Towering around those agile people
so quick of foot and strong of arm
with blood sweat, and testosterone raging
Black rubber ball scuffs pure white painted walls
a dash here, a strike there, a record good or bad
but each a mark of personal aptitude from a player
Highly varnished wooden floors sit at my foot
Echoing squeaks and thumps from trainers around vast cells
where contenders choose to be imprisoned
Supportive friends often stand outside courts cheering on
While racquets wave, splicing the air repeatedly
Until game over, exhausted and calmer pair remove shoes then vacate
Will this leave me in peace again
or will it mean my services are further required today
Just what is on my timetable and for how long my working life?
Two formidable contenders are battling for the crown, each making grand promises. Where do we go wrong? What wisdom does our Bible impart about speaking in tongues? It's a reality that for one to win, another must lose; that’s the essence of this game change. We know that nothing will ever be the same again.
Consider how many past competitors have kept their promises. Fool us once, shame on you; fool us twice, we can only exclaim, "Oh! Jesus Christ."
We scrutinize and observe the tricks and trades, reflecting on our thoughts as we question, "Who said what? Can they truly rise to the challenge and deliver?" Are we prepared to entrust our country to the wealthy elite, those who have never tasted the bitterness of being dirt-poor? Shouldn't we declare, "No more, no more"?
Demonstrate the truth, and we will reveal where our allegiance lies. After all, man is his own authority, wielding his clever educational philosophies. He smirks and declares, "I'll circle back to you on the real issues." You law-abiding citizens—remember, Satan is a deceiver, and so is man. We face white lies, black lies, and gray lies; everyone has lied at some point.
So, the question remains: why stop now?
Nobody takes us poets seriously
Most Republicans I've had the admittedly too infrequent pleasure
of listening to
assume financial wealth
is a greater public responsibility
and opportunity
than very much secondary social wealth
of healthy relationships,
resonant and democratically inclusive resilience.
And, Green Democrats
seem to share a world view
giving primal priority to values of social wealth,
multicultural co-investment
in people,
plants,
planetary inter-relationships,
global compassion.
So, a simple Thought Experiment
in competitive v cooperative relationality:
Imagine you are the ultimate capitalist success story
Playing a zero-sum win/lose game,
you always win,
so everybody else loses.
Eventually all financial assets,
natural resources,
human resources,
real properties
belong to you.
There remains no financial competitor left standing.
You are Earth's omnipotent predator
of all economic value.
What happens to the value
of your capital liquid assets
at the moment you achieve
your perfect monopolistic success?
a perfect vacuum of other economic contenders?
Now, imagine social relationships
are our root source of value.
You develop cooperative relationships
that branch out into a global nurturing
and mutually nutritious network
of co-empowering healthy communication
until, finally, no one stands outside
your robust caring cooperative,
your multiculturally resonant social system.
At the exact moment of perfect synergetic interdependence,
when loneliness,
segregation,
distrust,
apartheid,
dissociation,
antagonistic lack of peaceful relationships
are nothing more than a pre-millennial memory,
what remains of your social,
multicultural
political
and cooperative economic value?
How would you ever finish spending
and extending
your social capital co-investments?
So, when Republicans
and not-so-Green Democrats
sternly inform me
We need a solid Business Model
for a robust and resilient government
and for perpetual economic growth,
I am always curious to learn
which Business Model they have in mind,
Competitive win/lose? Like runaway capitalism,
Or cooperative win/win?
Like sacred Earth communion.
core of industry-----------industry's origins-------------------sport activity model
the days of carnivals
satisfy particular standards
from backstage
on-screen talent
status in the eyes of the fans
Inspiration
a given venue for a given performance
a gradual increase in dynamic
move from one dynamic level to another
They stood to gain the world under his leadership
The challenge came from which position he took
some refused to blindly follow with out any foresight
the challenge came from someone within
They remained unknown
Using words to undermined
being in a position wear it would make sense
when they were reminded that the situation was kayfade
a sign of relief came across the contenders face
The entrance music reminded them to step aside
It was the last day of this championship reign
or so we thought!
Heel Cota makes his in ring debut versus "SumThang Specail" Derrgentt Cetter and manager "Bounce" Binny Banger. in a Stay Outta the corner strap match.
Both guys will be telthered in one corner, while four other guys will be tethered in the opposiite corner. The four guys have no alliance to either combatant and have the right to have action with the two men. 1;00 in the corner is the total time allowed. A regular three count or Countout will determain the winner. Contention matches can make new comers and lesser apprecated wrestlers instant contenders to the Worlds Championship. We heard the the Championship committe and the fans want to see someone comeup the ladder, uncrown either the Worlds Champion or the tagteam champions. I heard Dence Castburger say " this is a place of oppurtunities: we wanna see the best man win: if it's from the Contention Series< we'll thant's great for business!"
Silicone plastic spatulas
and the plastic spoon sets
Which speaks: or yo whom is in
concern
competion among contenders
to be champion one must
wait his turn
ranked among the best one must
chore and labor
to stand head tall above the rest
one must toil and labor
The Guild
Heritage and influential figures
steeped in the majesty of greatness
they wonder where the real men are
then among the frails of competition
the rival and wrest to be
inline of greatness
yet only one can stand tallest
as Champion.
The persona and person
the man and the mystique
in the community of these people
where the Chore to create the image before you
a contested pride
a person to rival and best
then to be annouced as
Champion
The Pro Grade style or Genre
were the uniquness of many combine
and fuss to create a show where
combatants Wrest and are Out Wrested!
e of the Anceint order
The ingredients for the Champions dinner
include.( for the Champion and his Party
of Ten or fewer then 19)
Groglegs
roasted grapes
1 horned sheep or mutton
hind leg of a deild Ox
wine
Dessert( Molded Cookies with fillings
excluding only creme< must be
with fruits and nuts)
Cakes and pies are prohibited)
Usage of cakes and pie only
if married or
intending to marry)
Dessert wines
all pastas are to contain at least
five cheese
three meats
and vine ripened tomatos
and olives which oils have
been pressed by married women.
waters are to be chilled and not frozen.
A;; seafood is
to be grilled or roasted
a measurment of potatoes
are as follows
usage of potatos are limited
by size
fewer than five should
fit into
a normal sized mans hand
otherwise the starches are coonsidered
prohibited and unuseable.
Unripened tomatos are to be fried
with feta as a condiment
and the usage of garlic is advised.
each woman is to be cloded as
so
they can be adimed
as an ornament for the newly
crown champion.
Others will not be allowed on the stage where
the Champions party shall dine.
the combatant who has been defeated
in the match which has crowned the Champion
must wear the Garment of Who
to be revealed as submissive
Such is Casears orders"
All Combatants must be at least 21 years of age
or risk the wives or future wives heads
to be shaved
for the duraation of 366 days!
from the tagboard media group.....
the Kelp Seaworthy Report....
Kelp)......... did you know, that Saturday Night Wrestling
returns to the Mid-Town Civic Center
get your tickets now..... we know the people In Dolbane
like there wrestling.. and we gotta line-up
for you!
They negotiated to get his contractual release, and they got it!
he's straight out of Japan, fresh off his
tour as Champion
he came back to the U.S. for one reason,
he's looking for gold, tomorrow night
Main Event Wrestling and Pro- League Sports
unite to give not only the fans, but these men
the opportunity to
set the pace of how things should be.
" Rite Gripp" Stubby Stumps makes his return
as the partner of " Whiney" Izzy Best
they go up against
" the worlds Finest"
Maddog and Bellows, the world tagteam champions.
" Ziggy Mellows and " Proper Time " Midnight Gitty Banex
go head to head in a " taped fist slobber knocker"
only the referees count or a pinfall, or submition can create a winner
"CityBoy" Dingle Dewright goes one on one against
the " Hoedown Hillbilly, get the ring reinforced the HoeDown Hillbilly
had breakfast in bed.
former Tag team Champions
Members Of the Urban Nights ( Hawk Menace and Starboard Eagle)
will meet Japanese Sensations: Koto Rin Tanko and Ensue Daeun
get ready for some high flying hard hitting ring action
In the main Event
" Whizzer " Engul Summers will challenge the former World Champion
Lavish Usain Trisp in what is expected to be a wrestling epic " contenders Goldmine Classic" winner gets a championship bout at venue of his choosing.
rules are simple
best two out of three falls.
first round is submission match ( figure four verses Glanders Clasp) or a pinfall
second round is no Dq
the third round ( if necessary) will be
a stance start- con Ness Te, the ref will restart each decision and the bell keeper, and an outside ref will
tally points to make a winner.
get your tickets and come on down, we got a lot of wrestling for you!
enjoy the preshow with The Pretty Women of Venice Band and chorus>>>
come on down and bring the family with ya!
this has been the Kelp Sea worthy report!
We gasp as our hostess enters the garden.
All of us women wearing glorious colors, trying for attention.
She has, of course, worn the ultimate dress
Which instantly brings lilies and carnations to fruition.
We ordinary simpletons are dressed like rainbows
Dismally paling against marigolds and roses
Which also sense that an angel has entered the arena
Our oranges, pinks and reds are not contenders for attention now.
She has sauntered in as if straight from heaven’s gates.
She is glistening without trying; her caramel skin is popping.
Her brown eyes are exceptional, and her white dress virginal.
Reminding Lily of the Valley she is queen of the garden.
The rest of us fade away amongst flowers that smirk.
No contenders for attention or conversation.
A garden party for forty, where all eyes stray to one.
She is the bride; we are mere spectators.