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Premium Member The Art of the DOGE DO-D-GE

DOGE DO(D)GE is a game:
Accepting praise - never blame.
It's a dodge all right!

DO(D)GE shifts Left - then Right;
Disruptive through winds of change.
It's a dodge all right!

DO(D)GE bans brains and skills;
Destroys the best in its wake.
It's a dodge all right!

DO(D)GE is a sink-hole;
A real musky, murky mire.
It's a dodge all right!

But, when DOGE expires
GOPhers will be paid their due!
No DOGE dodge for them.

For extremism 
In defense of any goal
Is no DOGE virtue!

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       DOGE: Department of (         "D"         ) Government Efficiency
                               
                                       (D____________)

(The reader can    Dodgy           Denigrative     Divisive         Disproportionate
select his/her        Disastrous     Despicable      Draconian      Domineering
choice for most     Disinformed   Deranged       Dubious         Demeaning
"appropriate"        Demagogic    Despotic         Desultory       Despondent
"D" designation     Duplicitous    Devious          Disgraceful     Derogatory
for inclusion in      Deficient       Disdainful       Damnable       Disconnected
the title)              Disunifying     Discordant     Delimiting       Disingenuous
                           Deceptive      Deceitful        Disordered      Disputatious
                           Decadent      Dishonest       Dangerous      Debilitating
                           Deleterious   Disjointed       Destructive     Dumbfounding
                           Demented     Disputable     Detrimental     Dysfunctional
                           Delusional     Derelict         Destabilizing    Disreputable
                           Deplorable    Dissolute        Defamatory     Double-dealing
                           Distorted      Deprecatory    Demoralizing   Disappointing
                           Dastardly     Disruptive       Desensitized    Devaluing
                           Dicey           Dictatorial       Distasteful       Dimwitted

                          (A non-exhaustive list)
Form: Senryu


Premium Member Imagine

Imagine all the people
who trade in human life,
imagine all the reasons
given to this particular vice.
I visualize the rivers
that run with coagulated blood,
I visualize the tyrant
that stir the waters good!

Imagine all the evil
where nightmares are conceived,
imagine all the weepers
locked in harmony.
I visualize a great peace
when man is down and out,
I visualize a yearning
to stir up warring lout!

Imagine all the carrion
fleeing this earthly scroll,
imagine all the zombies
them humans without soul.
I visualize the populous
with only one track mind,
I visualize the despotic master
not too far behind!

Imagine all the wrongdoers
that wait for the morrow,
imagine all the innocent
with aggravated sorrow.
I visualize his disciples
locked in earthly battle,
I visualize all intellect
smitten with ancient prattle!

Imagine all the dreamers
that dream in psycho colours,
imagine all the dead ones
John Lennon and others.
I visualize the sky
that reflect the sombre waters,
I visualize the time
they’ll be no virgin daughters!

Imagine all the children
born with colour blindness,
imagine all the peace
driven by human kindness.
I visualize a new order
maybe for the best?
I visualize the establishment
being put to the test!

Imagine all the people
with lives of eternal bliss,
imagine all the barriers
created when living with this.
I visualize heaven here
in this heathen place,
I visualize the angel
in pure virgin white lace!

Imagine all the new born
scanner pattern at birth,
imagine all of today’s crime
eliminated through death.
I visualize a dossier
of PLC news speak,
I visualize authoritarianism
of every aspect!

Imagine all the cloning
created for human part,
imagine all the respect
donated to this particular art.
I visualize the unscrupulous
desperate for existence,
I visualize the farm of haste
the plough of insistence!

Imagine, Mother Shipton 
prophecies all came true,
imagine only one statement fails
the end of the world.
I visualize even then 
common sense will prevail.
I visualize only Jesus Christ
will forecast the ultimate end!

 © Harry J Horsman 1993
Form: Rhyme

Acquiescence Begets Hegemony

Acquiescence begets hegemony...

Think Putin whose forename
Vladimir translates as great power,
whose singular minded aim
after lobbing bombs into
second-largest country
by area in Europe after Russia
incurring voodoo spells
foisted upon president of Ukraine
forced neophyte politician
Volodymyr Oleksandrovych Zelenskyy
to buckle and cower.

Meanwhile many another leader
cherishing their slice of freedom
quakes in their boots
dumbfounded, horrified, tight lipped
as Russian bird of prey
swoops down analogous as buzzfeeder
to seize global totalitarian power.

Not far fetched dystopian nightmare
to envision every country
spanning webbed wide web
subservient to his majesty
where pay obeisance
to his honorable premier
who issues commands
at his Kremlin headquarters.

Aforementioned worse case scenario,
whereby every waking 
and sleeping second
under watchful eye
all social media platforms
under henchmen of Putin regime
monitored, governed, controlled...
by self anointed unnameable nemesis

their doomed fate constituting
penalty of death wasting away
amidst Gulag Archipelago
(happy haunting ground
of many a dissident)
if anyone among bajillions of serfs
heard to badmouth, denounce, find fault...
with despotic, cruel, bristling, autocrat...

Meanwhile, these remaining cherished
hours, minutes, and seconds
before United States of America
forcibly plundered, usurped, yanked...
(at threat of nuclear bombardment
courtesy you know who)
might choose to swallow
either cyanide, hemlock,
overdose on anti anxiety medication...
versus forced to become submissive
toward our "benevolent" leader.

Truth be told even Trump
yours truly would prefer
yet fat/slim chance
such a golden opportunity will occur,
though rumor abounds were
pee you tee eye en able to clamor
access and excel at supremacy

(as seen in a powerpoint presentation)
there would prevail nary a murmur,
nor peep among the human league
only dogs and cats would be privileged
to express themselves,
viz courtesy to bark and purr
and actually be treated as royalty.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Healthier Democratic Days and Nights

In good government sectors,
Inside capital-driven outside energized urban environments,
In healthy cooperative societies,
In proper green-civilizing schools,
and domestically robust economies,

Outer boundary views
remain openly and resiliently cooperative,
while less universally compassionate internal views,
from within each everyday and night non-sabbath,
non-elite ego-fragmentary, yet still eco-interdependent, parts
may compete for fair healthy investment share
to become sufficiently noticed
known
and appreciated.

In privately incorporated company(ies),
competition schools
and within ZeroSum economic assumptions:
If humanity Wins
then Earth must inevitably Lose,
promoting political systems running away
without balancing ecologically empowering economies,

Outer culture-boundary views
appear ponderously, narrowly, thickly, impermeably closed-off
by past competitions in self-defensive ego-promotion,

While more internal cooperative cultures
may privately long for healthier resilience,
for wealthiest co-passioning market corners,
cracks
healing positive revolutionary feelings and needs
to restore paid forward forgiveness
healing neglected, yet still malleable, 
co-responsive climate fissures.

Despotic WalledSystem defensive dogma,
personally narcissistic
and politically cynical
and economically sadistic,
with realistic faith only in competitive business predators
results in short-term divestments away from cooperatively-owned health,
with outcomes stealing from next year's 
next generation's authentically open opportunities
to compete against time
to cooperatively win 
Earth's annual health-market popularity contest,

A realistically healthy government sector
invests Earth-patriotically
ego-rationally 
and eco-logically
in deep learning economies
promoting long-term communally resilient health
re-investments of and for Earth's positively energetic democracy.

Premium Member Athaliah

She hailed from the kingdom in the north named Israel.
This woman must have had her beginnings in hell.
She was wicked princess of Ahab and Jezebel.
Intemperance nearly led to great Judah’s death knell.
A heathen worshipper of idols and deities;
rule over God’s people made the worst of travesties.
This wife of Jehoram was a despotic monarch.
Her son Ahaziah’s death made her the matriarch.
For six long years ruling from the throne of Judah,
the nation’s only queen; her name was Athaliah.

She killed all her grandchildren hoping to rule alone.
Only infant Prince Joash would be spared for the throne.
He was saved by Athaliah’s daughter Jehosheba.
This princess was married to the high priest Jehoiada.
They sequestered the grandson of the queen for six years
with a nurse in the Lord’s Temple allaying all fears.

After seven years, Jehoiada gathered his forces.
In addition, the king’s support came from all sources.
The high priest said, “Our King David’s line must continue.
We should depose this wicked queen and then start anew!
This perverted usurper has much blood on her hands.
Here is your rightful King Joash the Lord God demands!”
Jehoiada proudly held up this seven-year-old boy.
They crowned the young king amidst the overwhelming joy!

Proclaiming the ascension of a new king quite loud,
Athaliah soon would hear the cheering from the crowd.
The queen then shouted, “For whatever is the reason
there’s a new king’s coronation here?  This is treason!”
Athaliah appeared, and her arms the guards would seize.
They were ready with their swords as she was on her knees.
The priest said, “Do not stain with blood the House of the Lord”. 
So they took the queen outside, and put her to the sword.

She was the most disgraceful woman in history.
The likes of her never existed previously.
Her name will live forever ignominiously.

Mentioned in both 2Kings and 2Chronicles in the Old Testament.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Orchid Woman

Oh you know the type—
the orchid woman

a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips
between snips of gist
her charisma a starship —collides
with your star-full eyes
supernova for Casanova
her pouty lips knit a glamour-mag smile 
rows of sugar-white pearls
strung shiny straight
behind wet-red slicks of a Revlon stick
—cherry-juice bait dilates your want to taste

orchid woman’s glamorized mouth
for the masses to idolize
for many to fantasize
for her to tantalize
and advertise 
there’s no need to compromise
with you 
or your penny-candy conversation—
when beauty is legal tender
why invest in a waste of words?

ooh, orchid woman is  w-i-l-d
an exotic sun-tanned narcotic
erotic her despotic bloom 
quixotic your contemplation;
your entangled-limbs-expectation 
that this frilly filly blooms just for you
and oh!  just look how the honey makers buzz
watch the money-makers spend their sums—
worker bees blinded by her blonde neon 
fall in her wake…
or maybe ‘diamond pro’s’ bling 
stings and wrings their eyes
…who cares who falls..
when mere red rose adorations 
and sticky sap Hallmark incantations
bear not the fruits of 24-karat donations— 

Mmm! Mmm! 
her traipse does shake like mango jelly sweet
orchid woman’s long-stemmed catwalk walk
full-rounded  bouncy-buoyant  racy-lacy-ecstasy 
yup.. a thoroughbred— she’ll have you ridin’ high
to your credit and blame
you won’t feel her stiletto tips 
when she diva-gold-digs ya
as nothing more than a runway-ramp
all slinky-strut-hips  
and stay-the-night-vamp
till fly girl wields her strappy high-heels 
in a rhythmical click-clack 
all over the next middle-age stage

indeed! orchid woman
a hot-house hottie
fussy stuffy lil hussy— 
...too much water?
….not enough water?!
oh no! she’s wilted—
sniffle.. snivel.. “where did I go wrong?!!”

mm-hmm.. high maintenance is  s-u-c-h  a turn on…
yeah… orchid woman is  w-i-l-d  (eye roll..)

Wings of Power

Is this world made only for males?
Even History talks about 'His' Story only,
But I am the creator,
The creator should rule her creations,
I am the Master of this magnificent world,
Not a slave or serf to the feudal men,
Power never goes with gender,
Your prowess lies only in your cognizance,
Facing Dictators for years and years,
I have learnt to write my own fate,
This domination and suppression for ages,
Has sculptured my thoughts sharp,
Though manist needles stitched my mouth,
And tied my tongue with despotic credo,
Nothing can stop my hubristic thoughts,
Never the dry winds can swallow the mighty ocean,
Denial of self respect is denial of life,
Why confine me to a scullery?
When you can eat why not cook?
When you can wear why not wash?
When you can force why not follow?
This celestial sphere is boundless,
Immense and unfathomable,
My dreams are same,
Measureless and undefined
Your arbitrary chains can never pull my aspirations,
When you curtail, an inch grows more,
Discrimination for generations,
Pricked by Rape, Dowry and Adultery,
Wounds and sores all over burn,
But never the heads of male chauvinists turn
From time immemorial I was ruined,
Female foeticide and infanticide always rule,
Tradition and custom hinders my way,
Antiquated and rusted walls erected all around,
My cry for freedom hardly touches the blind ears,
But the gravel hearted men always begrudges,
Disparages and denigrates me,
Am I so inferior in your eyes?
With my muliebrity I brought you to this world,
With my muscularity I can bring this world under me,
Who are you to reserve my rights?
Now I Emancipate myself from your clutches
My wings are wide and extensive,
They are not to flap and fan your royal slumber,
I wanna fly high,
Across the boundaries,
Reach those alluring skies,
And shout “ I am the most powerful creation of all”
I am The Women.

An Evil One Again

An evil one..
Not to go with soft referred as despotic rules are just.
Nothing quite defected if nothing softly despotic. They are nasty nice.
Some sublime ways are better empathy hearts. List to mores and law as made may then be good. Common all are simple normal looks. What is good? Are we right.
What is evil all are self that like then project to other.  .
Someways also some how must be thives to get and punished the thives.
Eyes with beams or eyes with sticks are all not keen or better eyes. Always supposing then always are greedy human natures that are egos. Certain ethics bear by natures. Empathy natures see a while between human creatures and other creatures. Empathy come as something sexy calls to please or beg the other in the very first. However you can learn and go sublimed and go to charity one by self. Certain worse than wrong are evil doing just with natures acquire by all of us as human being.
Freak to have control those all seemingly flexible also feeble are emperorship. Mostly they selected for always be self. Wealth to him and life to him and mostly better stuffs for him is so. Tribes and taboo can be right or can be wrong. By the ways for all of them are some projected from human natures then also culture.
Equality ways for men and girls are right.
Culture also traditional rites may influence life and wills of us.
Good or evil can inherently bear.. Passing genes have identities come with qualities. However what about our culture interference us and some are conventions. However those are come by tokenism reasons.
Some did mention names of Sigmund FREUD. Then our natures just as instincts all are some inflected with our sub-consciences. Some against the taboos which we have evils then there are some behaviors bad.
Most can be evils only with our themes of sexes or greedy egos. 
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-------------
Form: ABC

In the Baptism, For Kim

the prayer:
Quickened once, this seed uncrucified reclaims
Against the dessication of faith in my drought
And root dry tortures of decomposing doubt,
Against it all, a sudden impulse in the kernel flames
Thanks to my Divine Intervener, sweet love undying
Shattered falls the broken web to free my wings
The lung tarring vice, defeated, can no more clings
I joy in this, from doom and death returning
Sprout me again, breathe in me new a new day fresh
Water me with prayers of thanksgiving still, sun
Me fruit joy and grain, bless me where my Jordans run;
Unyielding Christ, out of thy grace, I rise to love afresh.
 
                           the testimony:
And I through travail of night to birth again
Carried you slumberless into faith of day
And I torn and shredded by sin's foul pain
From prayer to prayer wept against decay
Those years, distant, dark, void and cold
Those fears when death yawned wide iron jaws
And you my lamb staggered from the fold
O how I raged at life, and veiled despotic laws
That broke us into splinters with our dreams
I did not see today to sing again, doubts tears
Blinded me, heaven seemed silent to my screams
But today, you give me back my hope of years.
And I was not there to hold your hand, absent
From the cuddling moment my love had planned
And yet, devised by faith, I stood full present
For I am the jar of clay in the Master's kind hand
And you my child suffered it all, to bring me
Back from a superficial walk with love, and we
O let us rinse the skies with praise, let us
Walk, nobler creatures called from a common dust.
                         
                                celebration:
Give me space to seal a kiss upon an embrace
To pour my joy before your pleasant face
Give me space to thunder with belief and stay
Exiled in ignorance, and clothed in wisdom when I pray.
Form: Verse

3fabel3 Part Two

The day was almost over the length of shadows added to the horror the suicided 
failure as eye kicked the step away from the very air eye breathed only to discover 
that the rope that eye had lengthened only added more to links already there until 
my feet quite reached the floor and the suicide was haltered when the noose 
quite simply hit the floor. Yes eye commited suicide yet now eye am still quite 
alive and living in my love. Eye have uncovered the secret of the screen the 
gamma rays are there in the background when they are lessoned the blue turns 
dark there is a control eye found marked cool. The computer hurts my lidded 
brow much less now. Blackstone's characterization of property rights as "sole 
and despotic dominion which one man claims and exercises over the external 
things of the world, in total exclusion of the right of any other individual in the 
universe," the exercise of this fabel is now exercised for ewe she owns the 
poems too. 
          Hemp Rope 

Natural hemp rope, hand-twisted in Romania into 50 foot bundles of various 
diameters. Made from dry-spun hemp yarns, this rope is traditional hemp rope 
unchanged and in continuous use for centuries. Naturally mold and mildew 
resistant, this rope is suited for outdoor as well as indoor use. A classic product 
with a truly rustic and natural look. You'll get years of use for out of this hemp 
rope regardless of the application. 
Look at this last line gentile reader a glitch most certainly or just a mistranslation 
it must be why the eye is still alive and the rope just did not hang me. The Law of 
Blackstone is now the one of Livingstone eye presume.

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