Long Cut the mustard Poems

We are the days that we’ve become. 
moments dripping gifted from
the lounging clocks in rolling melted sightings, 
given by the gifted madness of a soulmate’s fightings. 

Our lives wrapped up in phrases coined
in books like,...

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They say...

Still waters run deep...
Then why are there so many shallow people?

When it rains it pours...
Usually the day after I wash my truck.

Walk softly and carry a big stick...
Or walk hard and carry a small...

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The Jester tumbled in
with his fancy footwork
into the castle's great hall,
raising his arms, waving to all.

He's dressed from head to toe
in humorous multi-coloured attire
and red pointed shoes.
Tied around his painted clown face,
a funny pointed red...

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Nibbles McCheesy was ever so speedy
And scampering all round the house
Trojan the tabby was getting quite crabby
For failing to capture that mouse

That cowardy custard could not cut the mustard
The mouse was too slippery for he
In...

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DARK ALLIANCE

The alchemists of old sought transformation into gold
But today in an alliance with some modern necromancers
They have gained their fondest wish, created riches now untold
Since for every bane that’s real or hollow now they...

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It used to be that most of us chatted, 
Over the fence with our neighbor for free,
Or even climbed over for a cup of tea.

Now most chat online, 
Or text each other for a fee.
That...

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What‘s better than a biscuit?

Hard to debunk 

Treasure trunk funk 

Should you let

It get wetter

Would you dare risk it?


The trick a quick dunk

Or could flunk..flick..kerplunk.. 

Mushy chunk sunk..messy junk

Slushy slunk..in the tea you drunk


So at...

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7/28/17


My soul I will never sell
Even if I got to go through hell
Time will tell
If I'll excel
And propel
Doing poorly or swell
Wherever I dwell
Crooked or parallel from any citadel
And hotel
Are you the lion, cheetah or gazelle?

Can't...

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tell me blue tell me
something that's out I had said
told was true by you

sticks and stones can break
my bones but names will never
hurt ~ my sticks and stones

there are three things that
can't be hid ~...

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What does it feel like, do you feel the same
Do you still have that seductive style
Do you still have a soft, sweet tender young body
Do you still have that come hither smile

Remember it well, those...

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I live in an adult lifestyle community
So what exactly does that mean?
It means most residents are old farts like me
Though there's some under sixty it seems

Don't know why they've chosen this place
With us decrepit and...

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Retire To Florida?

By Elton Camp

It’s for old persons with leathery skin
The refuge of every sort of has been

Doctors who can’t hear a heart beat
Butchers who no longer can cut meat

Store clerks who are too old...

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The decline of rich Men. 

 The numbers of American millionaires have declined
I read this as a news item and was amused. 

I know of an old man who became a lotto millionaire 
He had...

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Morning approaches out of another sleepless night
Anticipation gathers around my bedposts come daylight

Decisions made in the dark,they fade away so fast
Was it a dream of consequences related to the past?

Should I disregard the calm I...

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