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I am in a mood today
Can not say I am mad
I just feel out of place
And no I am not sad
So I will choose to smile
On the inside where it matters
Turn this whole funk around
Avoid annoyed mad hatters
See I ate spaghetti for lunch
Someone else is hungry for sure
Why get my panties in a bunch
Cuz life can be so unsure
I prayed for a place to stay
Looks like that’s in the works
The only thing is I’m afraid
Of acting anti social like a jerk
So please forgive my sharp glance
It is not meant for you
There was this rapist man
Who taught me what I should do
Wearing my gun in a gaze
Instead of packing for real
Really works for bad days
When my attitude isn’t chill
So this mood of gray will pass
And I will finally feel relieved
We all need a good green laugh
So I’m going to watch a comedy.
Halloween is a scream dressed in orange and black
A night of sneaky creeps that rattle and clack
Vampires conspire to send midnight bat attacks
Witches stirring cauldrons of potent purple snacks
Moonlit foggy streets filling with ghoulish packs
Of superheroes, princesses and lumberjacks
Cowboys with space toys and candy laden sacks
Evil clowns with smiles painted on out-of-whack
Hobos and gypsies from the wrong sides of the tracks
Mad hatters and kooky-eyed conspiracy quacks
Unlucky thirteens losing their crackerjacks
Curses from broken mirrors and stepped-on sidewalk cracks
Better give up the goodies if you don't want payback!
10/25/21
Soon as a shameful scammer appears
Send them off with a clip round the ears
We know what they’re after
Let them do a grafter
As we do through our working years.
One dared try it on little old me
I’m not as daft as he thought I’d be
Put the fool in the place
That was dug with no grace
Where one can prance for eternity.
Scammers must think we’re all mad hatters
That there is nowt in our grey matters
Prove it that they are wrong
In a fine shanty song
So they’ll run off with souls in tatters.
Get rid of scammers quick as you can
Flush them away, flowing down the pan
To where sun doesn’t shine
Not having a great time
Till they are a good woman or man.
Note well, all you New Year's mad hatters,
It's the future that really matters,
With all your joyous bevies and beers,
Blazing fireworks and raucous cheers,
What does really matter,
All you party hearty mad hatters?
What's our New Year's resolutions,
As we commence our anticipation?
What about peace as liberation?
Or making extinct extinction,
For all our human nations,
And our animal populations?
Can we think of new solutions,
Beyond reafforestation?
How can we end terrorism?
Which masks the real perdition---
Running the world on munitions.
Very unpopular thoughts, my dears,
One of my muse's strange ideas,
How can we make the world a better place,
For everyone in the human race?
So, all you New Year's mad hatters,
It's all our futures that matter.
Whitney is heading off to my hometown.. the old Big Smoke..
Echo of a prosecco fizz.. so bubbly
Aficionado of her glow oh so lovely
Curls swirl glossy like a pearl at sea
“Whitney”
Devil may care this girl so fancy free
Gusto or go slow tempo wait & see
Saint or taint of paint town red spree
“Whitney”
Will be on the platform with Bill yippee
Long grins a simple dimple philosophy
Lengthy pins for sins gets off scot free
Folks not taking the pee could only be
“Whitney”
Mad hatters tea party of sisterly three
Already blessed playing in the best city
Cory a kitty sitting pretty top of the tree
Charlotte an angel not pilot staying Kiwi
Starlet blushes scarlet will be a mummy
"Aunty Whitney"
Will flee from Welly on her quest or OE
Sport to court in each port probably me
Not another lover your mother does plea
Rom Com from London having high tea
Find a tall Pom to fall on bended knee
Like your sis parental bliss start a family
“Mummy Whitney”
P.S For us left here bereft feel some pity
Thanking you again for your clever ditty
For your never sh**ty ever witty repartee
No jokes or rib pokes about well Brittney
"Funny Sunny Whitney"
Clear can instead hear in my head Stevie
Wonder then ponder again “isn’t she lovely”
Ghee not butter.. heavenly nutter..hee hee
Whenever the weather is grey and gloomy
Wherever she will for me always forever be
Down to a tee the OG one & only Whitney
We cannot help but wonder,
What it would take for you to admit your blunder,
In putting so many trucks on our road,
For it to erode,
And our rates to explode.
We cannot help but wonder,
How you convinced key people in council to surrender,
Our rights to correct your blunder,
In over-estimating the ability of the,
environment to recover
From what to you, was given over.
We cannot help but wonder,
How we will cope with the thirty years of tears,
Rate arrears,
Crunching gears,
A life behind closed shutters,
Living in fear of trucks and mad hatters,
Children breathing in dark matters,
Roads in tatters,
An environment that is only fit for rafters,
And fast climbers.
So, yes we do mind,
That you seem to be out of your mind,
Nothing but truck numbers on your mind,
Dollar signs making you blind,
To any views we have in mind,
Making us wonder if you are fit enough,
for children to mind,
With the environment not registering on
on your mind.
Yet we will ask one more time,
Before we form that picket line,
For you to fix your blunders,
Over truck numbers,
So, our roads will not be left in tatters,
And our children can breathe in air, free of dark matters.
Madness, the Mad Hatter blinks.
Madness, Oz's link.
Repercussions of concussions.
Madness was Portnoy's Complaint*,
Madness must reciprocate!
Hallucinations filter by
Leary* winks at Dali's eye.
A house lands on the wicked witches thighs.
Chicken Little wanders by.
"Madness," Hitler's honcho’s sneer.
Madness splices genes with fear.
"Lobotomize!" becomes the cheer.
Kellogg’s* enema's find waiting rears.
"Are you the ass? Or is it me?
Have I ears and a nose? What do you see?"
"Hehawww," said Pinocchio's friends.
"Heeehaw," said Darwin* back again.
Round and round went Steven Hawkings*.
"Madness," said Poe's raven* squawking.
"Madness," said Einstein* in a blink.
It drive me crazy just to think!
"Reciprocate!," said the missing link.
* Art by Salvador Dali
* Portnoy's Complaint by Phillip Roth states
if you know you are crazy than you must be sane.
* Timothy Leary explored LSD and other hallucinogenic drugs.
* Kellog [of cereal fame] proposed enema's as the cure to
all health ills, plus loads of sex!
* Darwin proposed man evolved from apes.
* Edgar Allen Poe was mad when he wrote The Raven.
* Einstein had aspergers syndrome.
* Steven Hawkings is a wheelchair bound scientist [has autism]
he extrapolates on the edge of mathematical reality.[Really!]
She didn’t have a fairytale life
With happily ever afters
Or special tea parties
with looney Mad Hatters
She grew up imagining
Prince Charming on a white horse
She was a pretend Sleeping Beauty
who’s path took a different course
Drugs, gifts and deception
Trafficked for human pleasures
No high seas adventures
or searching for treasures
With the smell of sweat and beer
From the next working fellow
She held onto Snow White
and her favorite Cinderella
She wasn’t blond like Rapunzel
With that flowing long hair
Still that never deterred them
From touching her down there
He called her his Pocahontas
His slave of the prairie
Sure she was kinda pretty
But not someone he’d marry
Separation from her people
a heroine needle in her arm
It was the prison prick illusion
That held so much charm
She could escape to her castle
And let her shame drift away
Slip into pools of perfection
While white fairies would play
No one to rescue her
Her Prince Charming was a Snake
So she finally saved herself
By making her own escape
No more Fairytale deceptions
She now warns the girls she meets
“Stay away from pretend Princes
those Snakes run these streets.”
Native women are disproportionately victims of human trafficking.
Residential schools played a role in separating them from their own history, language and stories.
Fallen Crocus leaking udder
could not turn within
puddles murky wade bacteria still
filled with slugs, bugs ludicrously crawling
who tried to warn her with slimy
S c o r n
relaying daily that to turn faucet
was very thing to open
Sky, Heart, chlorophyll vibrating in swing
loosening apron Strings —
not endless baking of tarts to gobble sweet
sad —- Oedipal she preferred
starting day with farts, dough rising
….dandelion ticks
popping
meadows, mountains mutinous
remain stuck in Dante’s purgatory rut
frozen d r e a m-ponds
creepers like waiting ropes
twirl laundry slave, Slippery hope
S l o P e
lumpity bumps remained to beam—-
yard hosting corrugated elastic plastic
gathering guano gooing
noisily scowling
‘must I dish your food ?!!’
wrinkled petals howl
‘Yes, please…’ from potato
couch —- creamy curry it would
seem…
with raisins
Saturdays morn to noon to night
swoon or drift at tv they would ghostly
G l o a t
at teams losing soccer
floats
imbibing dramatised S o A p s
stressful messy knives and forks
Gawking Oaks —
starlings sighed singing high notes
going by, unheard choruses
unnoticed
unkempt grass
g r. O. w i. N. g ___\\\\\
to reach beyond ^^^
stead’s broken fence
head ~LOcKED !!
vine with ivy do not applaud
matters NOT ! neurotic inside-out
hatters biotic >>
more comfy to waddle in
g r a v y —- S a v v y
than Soul to take
a soar A S C E N D I N G
earthy navies
sea cows sleep ——-
forever, wading
SlowLy
Sun shines down on
aching bones Cold
— I circle my own
life force with purple
to gold___>>
Madness, the Hatter blinks.
Madness, Oz's link.
Repercussions of concussions.
Madness was Portnoy's complaint**,
Madness must reciprocate!
Hallucinations filter by....
Leary* winks at Dali's eye.
A house lands on Dorothy's thighs...
Chicken Little wanders by.
"Madness," Hitler's honcho’s sneer.
Madness splices genes with fear.
"Lobotomize!" becomes the cheer.
Kellogg’s* enema's find waiting rears.
"Are you the ass? Or is it me?
Have I ears and a nose? What do you see?"
"Hehawww," said Pinocchio's friends.
"Heeehaw," said Darwin* back again.
Round and round went Steven Hawkings*.
"Madness," said Lenore's raven* squawking.
"Madness," said Einstein* in a blink.
"Reciprocate!," said the missing link.
Reference Poem Knock Knock by The Archaic Poet - topic madness
* Art by Salvador Dali
* Portnoy's Complaint by Phillip Roth states
if you know you are crazy than you must be sane.
* Timothy Leary explored LSD and other hallucinogenic drugs.
* Kellog [of cereal fame] proposed enema's as the cure to
all health ills, plus loads of sex!
* Darwin proposed man evolved from apes.
* Edgar Allen Poe was mad when he wrote The Raven.
* Einstein had aspergers syndrome a type of
* Steven Hawkings is a wheelchair bound scientist who autism.
extrapolates on the edge of mathematical reality.