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Enterprising monkeys bought six tents in all.
We formed a circus, they all would call.
Tried to peek up under the tents of course.
Were chased off by a cow, pig and a horse.
You’ve met our security team! They are all right!
Monkey smiled so hard, his teeth looked overly white.
We have tricks you have never seen before, he said.
Their prices were outrageous, over my head.
We forked over the cash, went inside to have a look.
Tired lion was yawning, his proximity had me kind of shook.
If he takes a giant leap he will be in my lap! I said.
I could mmediately be declared dead.
Didn’t stay for the show, wanted our money back.
It’s not that kind of a circus said ringmaster, Mack.
Does anyone stay? I had a valid reaction.
They usually get chased out, so you should have some satisfaction.
Whatever happened
To afternoon tea
Served around four o-clock
It used to be a daily ceremony
Out came a pretty cloth
From an old sideboard drawer
To put on a small table
Used many times before
On to this table
Doylies and napkins placed
Precisely and carefully
There was no need to race
Then came the china
A person's very best
Teapot and cosy
And an antique spoon rest
Fairy cubes of sugar
Along with bowl and tongs
Wireless playing softly
To the now old-fashioned songs
Now to the best part, the spread
Oh! the spread
Everything home-made
Especially the bread
Assorted sandwiches, sometimes ham
Mostly it was scones with cream and jam
Nothing elaborate just wholesome fare
Loving-kindness sprinkled there
Not a Macdonalds to be seen long ago
And preservatives were not so prevalent
So, most grew their own vegetables
And had gardens with fruit trees
Used old-fashioned methods
To nurture these
They grew organic without realising
Healthy, rewarding and very enterprising
An enterprising widowed woman is Abby McClure.
She owns and operates a lumberyard, and is financially secure.
Her sister Maxine can't stand to see Abby unattached.
She knows a man named Jake Iverson, and gets them matched.
Jake has a daughter, and Abby has three boys.
All of the children are considered great joys.
However, the marriage requires everyone to make adjustments.
This puts this newly-formed family into unusual predicaments.
Do you think this union will work out successfully?
All you have to do is watch the movie.
Based on the 1968 film "With Six, You Get Eggroll"
Whoever said
Landlords have all the power
Knows that of which I speak:
Reading land leases.
Not a normal pastime,
but perhaps because
I have not read even one
written in compassion's voice
and not retribution's
self-empowering choice.
Thou shalt not
do anything
to attract
vermin
or pests.
No composting,
no vegetable gardening,
no careless garbage bags outside.
We retain the right to change our minds
without cause
or notice
about your little bird feeders too.
Vermin or pests.
Such choice of language
sounds King James Version jarring
denigrations of Old Testament
sinister degradation
predation.
I keep waiting for other pathogenic threats
like leprosy
to appear in these forbidding rental contracts.
And why vermin or pests?
Are there some vermin
royal white privileged landlords
wouldst not as well define
as pest?
Although I can think of pests
respectable people would not reference
as vermin--
or not into a live microphone
at Republican Conventions
for not least is best.
Vermin.
Why not rodents and insects?
Cause we know our landlords
are speaking pejoratively
of enterprising rats
and homey nesting mice
as disgustingly not nice.
So
if I were to put up bat houses
for those who would happily devour mosquitoes,
am I helping with this sacred anti-vermin cause
or offending golden contractual rules,
or both,
somehow?
How refreshing it would be
to read
and reread
compassion-driven leases.
To find that Impossible Dream lease
where all creatures are respected
and everybody knows
to read
and write
and speak
and act
in cooperative WinWin
playing nice
rather than ragging
on flies and mice
As merely pestilent vermin
infesting an investment place
that used to have highest
and best extractive value.
That dormant feeling of insecurity arose,
when travel journal got thrust adjacent
to my tattered (holey tattooed) clothes
while I knew with crossed eyes
aroused anger from peaceful doze
my younger sister felt about her
globe trotting exploits, an over expose
jour ever since voyaging out on her own
after graduating top of her class
where mine hatred glows
indirectly snidely sneering
at ma dough less brother hoboes
(a 1979 Methacton High School alumni),
unanimously chosen valedictorian
dressed in Calvin Klein
Harris tweed, couture
and silk panty hose
like me prolonging, promoting
on par with quasi staff sergeant, who knows
artful disciplinarian gingerly launching rules,
asper formerly commanding G.I. Joes
and pronouncing, predilection
exhaling natural highs no lows
traveling solo, with surviving Wilburys,
or just mows
zing nonchalantly
(though a foreigner) with swarthy skin color
easily camouflaging as civilian
all points on the compass,
where minute needle doth nose
upon returning home (being honorably feted
at once glorious estate of Glen Elm,
where she did propose
to the Lord Taylor (swiftly), which location
situated at 324 Level Road, Collegeville,
Pennsylvania 19426),
thence a great huzzah a rose
an immediate nauseousness welled
within from me head tummy smelly toes
I did not want to here, or see any details,
which would accentuate personal woes
popping, snapping, and smarting,
and slapping skin raw tib bits,
ache'n to yanked strings
of mama's heirloom yo-yos!
Poet Script:
trials and tribulations,
visited upon head of young
concocted ("FAKE") gusty and gutsy
kid sister enterprising ingenue,
christened easy on the tongue
Sharodd (not her real name),
to top off talents sung
like a professional opera singer, which rung
a shiver along small hairs of spine did tingle
heard all the way to Lake Woebegone
where bachelor farmers did mingle
every Christmas, a decreasing
number donned Kris Kringle
hit with blitzkrieg of yawping brats
hoof pranced to bell weather jingle!
Thanksgiving Day being the same old routine
As a Turkey, it makes them mean
Fork and Knife
Turkey Find
Butterball type
Turkey ax
Dig in feast eat
Year after year same drill
The Turkey being the one to fulfill
Woo’s me no more
As Turkey Freddie says, he’s hitting the road
Greyhound bus bound
Inspirated and encouraged sound
Traveling away from Thanksgiving Day scene
No cutting on me
New horizons being the enterprising frontier
Vacation laid back
Sunny Florida
Embracing the Florida sun
Nothing but sheer fun
Soaking up the beach, and no thought of Thanksgiving among
Peace and tranquility
Refreshing reality
Other Turkeys can Gooble Gooble if they want to
Calm relaxing thoughts
Having no dive of the folk and knife
Making sure I stay lean
Let the folks at dinner tables be mean
Turkey Freddie will be working on his tan
Thanksgiving folks are not his fan
While cut shall be done on Turkey Freddie
Oven away
Busy on a getaway
Turkey Freddie eat won’t be seek.
The musical was near ready to start
When someone let off a rip roaring fart
The smell was horrific
All had a sniff of it
‘Twas a bummer of an ass drummer’s fine art.
The show opened with a trumpet fanfare
As the audience were gasping for air
The one that had farted
Had finished what started
Loose poop ran everywhere from the goofs chair.
It was certainly a roof raising poop
Putrid poop much too watery to scoop
A runny stream of yuck
Those sent to mop upchuck
So uncouth for the enterprising troop.
The show stopped when cleaners needed a drink
They had to quit work because of the stink
Pooper was shown the door
But he farted once more
And the audience had tears on the blink.
So then the music commenced and played on
But the spell was broken, magic was gone
One by one people left
With hearts sadly bereft
Gone with gust of a flatulent gas bomb.
Though no advocate of radical mass stick tummy,
there must needs be
some nonviolent modus operandi and/or
modus vivendi spelling abandonment,
whereby two party bicameral political
system in United States buzzfeed ding,
sans avarice, greed, nepotism... abasement
of sacrosanct principles enshrined in Constitution,
and Declaration of Independence clamor
for immediate attention to weedout,
uproot, stymie... crass, baseles, abhorrent...
exploitation of egregious abuse of power,
particularly of abolishment
vitiating sacred inalienable rights
vaingloriously, mercilessly, diffiantly...
killing (albeit courtesy of skulduggery),
hence requiring abortifacient
to terminate unfair fallout upon heads
(shoulders, knees, and toes)
of middle and lower class
countrymen/women nonabsorbent
to the countless injurious infractions
to manny innocent individuals
forcing vast majority of population
to become abstinent
asper the inherent abstract treasured gems
of life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness,
which once fledgling lucky accident
embarked upon by thirteen original
colonies bestowed opportunities
for migrants one and all to exalt
(amidst setbacks) many an accomplishment
unattainable in their (not so secure)
homeland when avast mecca of pristine
sea and sky invited fiercely
enterprising pioneers accouterment
to be plucked from the land, unfortunately
at mercy of indigenous people
(an unpardonable genocide), which blood,
sweat and tears allowed accruement
justly deserved personal,
or colonial achievement
June nineteenth one hundred and fifty years ago
Juneteenth hint: three hundred
and sixty six days
after eighteen sixty four.
Major General Gordon Granger
led the Union Soldiers to Galveston, Texas,
to announce the end of the Civil war
and the freedom of all enslaved people.
Jim Crow sat perched
over the event horizon
waiting in the wings,
which brought darkened
(non-sheltering) skies
not only for the hot pocket
of suddenly emancipated
persons of color,
who would subsequently experience
immense prejudice
upon their embarkation
as (no pun intended)
"masters" of their own selves
while attempting to eke out a living
dirt poor, yet resourceful
hunkering down on plantations,
which property eminent domain
of federal government,
(a political entity
characterized by union
of partially self-governing provinces,
states, or other regions),
whereby said body electric
codified, fortified, and indemnified
manifest destiny, a phrase
coined in 1845, the idea
that United States destined—
by God advocates believed—
to expand its dominion
and spread democracy and capitalism
across the entire North American continent.
Though institution of slavery
supposedly rendered null and void
at the stroke of a pen
(courtesy Abraham Lincoln)
well actual legislation
passed by Congress on January 31, 1865,
and ratified on December 6, 1865,
the 13th Amendment abolished slavery
in the United States.
Nevertheless merciless abuse
heaped upon the *****
despite their legal status
being Granted leeway
to persevere life, liberty
and pursuit of happiness.
Recognition as equal brethren
among collective soul of American
fraught with bitter aversion,
condemnation, and ejaculation
of physical and verbal violence
against people of color,
whose melanin enriched complexion
birthrights rendered hidebound
severely limited
inalienable rights as declared
in Declaration of Independence,
now still utter abhorrence
regarding treatment
of those proud enterprising people,
whose once storied
African past left in tatters
leaving sparse threads
woven together by diligent dogged research
nsync with twenty first century technology
to allow, enable and provide opportunity
to stitch together a more complete tapestry
and spiritual fusion with shackled ancestors.
Thee United States bedrock foundation
built upon premises sans,
Greco-Roman template,
whence freedoms as liberty,
life, and pursuit of happiness
revered as constituent concepts,
precepts, and tenets,
within which complex edifice
(unique to these United States),
which metaphorical palimpsest blueprint
analogously enshrine
(akin to interlocking mortise and tenon)
quintessential sacred scores
constituting, fortifying,
idealizing Magnum Opus
allowing, enabling and providing
nebulous yet magnetic gestalt
cuddled ,culled, and curried
from the crucible
whereat whirled wide web
witnessed Weltanschauung
woven weft and warp wrought,
awakening whispers down alley oop
see daisy budding attempts
at abstract applications
(while Atlas Shrugged)
eventually ancient begone civilizations
bequeathed domain fundamentals heralding
a brave new world
where enterprising anonymous minds
wrought principles preserved
jarring “invisible hand”
predominantly writing writs
rendering realistic aspirations
roiling with fits and starts
*****Sapiens ambitious modus operandi,
asper systematized (albeit)
unrecognizable crude
bare drafts, barley experimenting flavor
hop ping tum malt ensues
jamming, kickstarting, livingsocial
perfecting quintessential salient rubric
training cognizance with deliberation
fostering general heuristic trial and error
limning knowledge upon primate tree
rooted tracts venerating wide-eyed
yoking zealous basis daring fanciful flights
germinating human insight kraaling management
of fledgling political organization
pollinating fecund minds hankering
toward conceptualizing justice.