Long High on the hog Poems

- - - Chapter 1: Early Days - - - 

My father was a rich man, la, *
Though schooled in poverty, (1)  
As such he seldom raised his head, 
Displayed humility.
The center of the...

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4/7/21
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(Chorus)
Hanging out at the continental shelf
I've been living in a mental hell
I'm now just a shell of myself
Realize the importance of dental health
People with nothing and others with exceptional wealth
I've become a professional at stealth

Realize...

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Ah, the great American food mind!
Nobody else could ever make such a find...
The American "Red Hot", or HotDog..
A national tradition...
Superb in every edition....
But my son and I,
When to the movies we went,
Had a hotdog, and...

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The writer’s prose like fluid flowed
Across half-a-thousand gilded pages,
With flowered images and profound lines
The was last throughout the ages.
But the follow-up, it got two stars
And critics dog-piled the hate.
Sometimes we shine with sheen of gold,
Other...

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ARBEIT MACHT FREI!!!
Drain the lifeblood dry
Hard work will make you free
As the wicked swing their whips that's the song they all sing
Screaming in the ears of little lost lambs way down on dirty knees

On Perditions...

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I had more money than I knew what to do with,
So I spent my nights completely doped up on drugs.
The theory that rich people are lazy is a myth.
I worked for my money, unlike the...

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I’ve gotten so far ahead in this world
By taking the easy way out and slinging drugs.
I don’t take care of my little boy and girl
Because, deep down inside, I’m just an average thug.

I drive around...

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I live in this house next to the crick
that I built up on some stilts
and my hounds sleep up under it
When it gets so hot you wilts
Yeah they sleep all day under the porch
And we...

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Do you ever feel like –
You are being driven onto jagged rocks
By an unforgiving tide,
Searching for a refuge,
Searching for somewhere safe to hide?

Feel the world is spinning much too fast
And you are barely hanging on,
Like...

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(This is a fictional poem)

You are a jerk and you have a lot of nerve.
You got food poisoning which is what you deserved.
You stole twenty eggs out of my hen house.
You did it because you...

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8/25/17


From here to over yonder
Come hell or high water

Before, during and after the dog days of summer
Standing out like no other
Showing my true colors

No one I need to convince
I drink like a fish
Not a myth
Eversince...

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Work Harder


Work harder
and pull those boot straps.
You’ll have the dream, they say
you’ll get fatter.

But, not today,
today you’ll tighten your belts.
You and your kids will wait
for a future time to play.

Work yourself to death
and we will...

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