Long Eat crow Poems

Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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Hanging pictures today February 5th, 2021 with the missus...
(in an attempt to cover up (overlay) fruit fly waste byproduct)

At four feet eleven (fifty nine inches),
the spouse longitudinally challenged
hence she browbeats her husband,
(who only stands five...

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Perched on figurative shoulder...
taking devil's advocate stance...,
with sharp eyed cognizance
of course Joe King abidance!

Wild eyed traitor Joe Schmoe,
albeit Democrat subjects himself to grow
wing skepticism at impeachment show
whip lashed, viz strapping jock who stow
weapons of mashed...

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(alternately titled:
why yours truly crafted six electronic aliases).

No rhyme nor reason beatle browed
beastie boy long ago
created INXS of half dozen
email addresses gallivanting
feigning himself a most sought after

singular modest beau
courtesy crass brazen duplicity
eventually forced to eat...

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No matter how some complain and bellow
they are exposed, each a trolling fellow
I'd look them in the eye
for telling one more lie
but I heard they're too busy eating crow
      ...

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“FAKE” Festering Marital Spite Only Backfired...

More than a bajillion painful eons
after pledging troth
with thee missus,
whom I definitely blindly wed
comprised great ta ra ra boom
de ay ye blood red

boomerang/ domino pizza pie
effect pronouncing lead
din saucy impact...

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I could not afford a Bow Flex, costs too much 
I get diagrams to build my own from a man named Henry Clutch 
The instructions say if I build it right 
It will make me...

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I wrote these when the Soup was down and had no place to share them

History of the Day

Oct 15th
This is the anniversary of the first draft card burning
It happened at Berkeley when the country was...

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Horn Haiku Splendid
Wish it had never ended
really intended

always will exhort
having to go to court
paying child support
(selling myself short)
(trip had to abort)
(taring down the fort)
(ship sank at the port)
(type of court was tort)

wort on skin -...

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Horn Haiku Splendid
Wish it had never ended
really intended

always will exhort
having to go to court
paying child support
(selling myself short)
(trip had to abort)
(taring down the fort)
(ship sank at the port)
(type of court was tort)

wort on skin -...

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I'm hearing rumors that are easy to believe
but none of them give me reason to grieve
You've been telling people their poetry sucks
Words from your mouth flow in a fetid flux

What arrogance is revealed in your...

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I’m walking on cloud nine
My victory divine,
To the legions full of haters
And the Media’s nasty baiters,
All I say is ‘told you so’
Go ahead and all eat crow!

A new dawn has now arisen
Gone the shackles of...

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YOU HELD ON,
THEN YOU LET GO.
HARD TO SWALLOW
WHEN YOU EAT CROW.

SEARCHING FOR ANSWERS TO
QUESTIONS NEVER ASKED.
SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE WHO
WEARS NO MASK.

YOU PULLED ME IN,
THEN THREW ME AWAY.
I GUESS IT WAS HARD TRYING TO
BE GAY.

IN MY...

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This love once upon a time tasted so sweet,
  Now it's tainted with betrayal and deceit
.
     Shot in the back by friendly fire,
  Trying to get thru to you...

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To me, verbal Apology is only inflated pride
The good people don’t call for apologies to deride
Bad people  for base vantage may go on their knees
Verbal apology is only inflated pride, to me.

Torment none, repent...

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KILLED BY GI JOE

No now longer do feel low
Tide started coming in slow
And could feel its flow.

Seeds we had planted below
Sprang up and started to grow
Party we did through.

What was now in our escrow
Which one...

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Bully, the bull dog thought he was tough
He barked until his owner had enough
Bully went to the pound
A disgruntled old hound
He had a name change...now he's called "Scruff"

Blow Hard was a very ugly bullfrog
Sat in...

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don't let those feelings be your master 
come on with another poem disaster 

poetic justice is what you write 
others try to compare are in for a fight 

yes we delight in the lord above...

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give me a reason 
to take the pain 
in this season 
of heavy rain 

I was a glass gong 
just waiting to be shattered 
but I feared for so long 
that nothing else mattered

so keep...

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When the wind blew this morning I smelt honeysuckle sweet
What a lovely gift sent to me
How did the scent come through closed windows?
So I opened the french doors and stood on my cedar patio
And then...

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