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transmitted trashy talks
(partially presented pablum pertaining
particularly - president ***** (PAC -
phallic action cum mitt tee)
portfolio playboy philandering)
baneful boorish boastful bullheaded
Brobdingnagian beastie boy balks.
conspicuously cavalierly crudely curtly
cavorts, capitulating, claiming,
championing crying chauvinistic
concupiscence, coital cupidity caul
king crooked cowboy cakewalks.
Donald daringly, dastardly, defiantly,
demonstrably, deplorably, deprecatingly,
devilishly, divinely dumbfounded,
duplicitously desultory, debauched, duckwalks.
eccentric effrontery, egregiously enervating,
excitedly exculpatory, extremely evil eyestalk.
"fake," faultily fervently fiendishly flagrant
fool, frightful.
gaffe galling, gamesome gawker, generating
gerrymandering.
harboring hectoring heinously hellishly
hideously horrendously horrible hulk.
ignominious illicit ilk, imbecilic immodest
immoral impetuous, impishly impudent,
incarcerate, incinerate indecently, indecorous,
iniquitous, intently intolerant, irascible
irksome, itching ii incite iv iiiiii ix intercourse izards.
jowly jackass jackdaw jackknifing jaywalking
jumping jerk, jilting jinn.
knowingly keeping kryptonite, kinky Kardashian
kvetches, kris kringle ken kool, kissing kitty,
kosher kumquats kippered, k-nine kooky korps,
kowtowing ku klux klan kinsfolk.
legal leafstalk lawlessly locked, lacerated,
lambasted, languished lost lively lust,
limped, legal levity limited.
menfolk made macho mission. many moons
monthly mandate marked maybe mars,
mercurial maladroit monkey manumission modified
modus mystifying maze moonwalk.
Boot juiced abiding
by ruff dogma, with joie
de vivre, which oft times witnesses
me being a decoy
occasionally feigning
tubby an Anchorite, ahoy!
Life in the K9 corps
aint so ease zee
absolutely daunting, hence
lemme share with ye
haunting, and unnerving, the whee
kid nasty, short, and brutish
ways, and truth be told,
I would rather be outwardly
hidebound, gagged, and flagellated
(threatened tubby slowly
strangled to death by vee
numb muss snakes, me scree
ming bloody murder,
sans resembling
caduceus), or re
peat head lee bitten
(till death do me part)
by vampire bats pre
dominant lee inhabiting
spooky attic, nee
above cattle crying
abattoir, bovines me
ting grisly demise, cuz prowling
the murderous gang
infested mean streets -
of corpse lee
ving shot up desolation
(think skidrow) role much
more blood curdling, key
ping adrenaline heart pounding,
and sweat pouring directive he
ping helplessness 'specially,
when this gree
gear re: us macho foo fighter,
accompanied by my greatful
dead cutting crew - on free
key Friday the 13th
assigned directive to man
the most crime ridden, and be
dev filled violent bailiwick,
(donning head to toe
bullet proof suited vests),
nonetheless fraught with
horrendously extreme
difficulty, and more
challenging, end
during, and grueling
than surviving training
undertaking associated
with elite military clique,
and attendant rightfully
earned linkedin prestige
joining: Raiders of United
States Marine Corp,
Green Berets United States Army
Special Forces, or Navy Seals.
Macabre stairs that creek horrendously beneath her feet
that creepy little girl descending owns hair as fine as wheat
Shadows play on the wall like evil puppeteers of old
they are silhouettes of gloom, exploiters of the underworld I'm told
With gutterish ***** she calls out to the old Master of defeat
" Trick or treat give me something good to eat "
Cognizant of goblins, ghosts and Satan's world now feared
Halloween is but a darkness seized by living creatures geared.
Hybrid breeds of children well disguised with brawl
Open doors left ajar walking mongrels staggers call
"Trick or treat give me something good to eat"
Grap a costume meet the blondie with the gory purple lips
its Halloween with all its dread, here have a bag of chips!
"Trick or treat give me something good to eat"
Oct 29 2022
Sponsor Emile Pinet
Contest Name Halloween
dubious churning benevolent altruism
this anonymous beastie boy boilerplate endeavors:
(instagramming literary maven) questing user yawps
critically griping knowing personal tidbits xeroxed blithely,
freely jeopardized nuggets (revealed vital), zealously doled
heftily linkedin private treasure trove, (Xfiles breached
flagrant junction mandating righteous validating zero
divulgence heaves lamentable ploy, tellingly xing bald
felonious figurative joyriding, nonchalantly revealing
valuable (Ziegfeld bomb crackling) debacle, heralding
litigious proven, X-rated, basic foolhardy (Laurel) jack
knifed, networked, rapaciously villainous, zealously dubious,
horrendously lowball practices, thru (Cambridge Analytica)
xy zealots, asininely execrable, intolerantly malignant,
quintessentially ugly, yawningly dastardly, horrendously
lamentable, pathetically treasonous, xtra blameworthy,
fiendishly jawboning, mindlessly paradigm quaking,
unethical yahoo careless gross injustice jangling kow
towing, pleasing the Xmen, banefully Facebook friggin
jerky maliciously narcissistically opprobrious predacious
quisling underhandedly yo-yoing cello glomming kik off
preachiness spar!
It's told John Bell, North Carolinian
shot dead a brutish scoundrel he employed,
got off scot-free, and went his merry way.
Life as he knew it soon would be destroyed.
His crops all failed, and Bell lost all his wealth.
He packed his family off to Tennessee.
The place they settled in was then named Bell.
This honor wouldn't help him, as he'd see.
Strange things occurred--kids tumbling from their beds,
their poor slave woman whipped by unseen hands,
food floating off as they watched, terrified;
farm animals ignoring Bell's commands.
A witch maligned those folks horrendously.
They bolted Bell town--Mississippi bound.
The overseer's ghost was close behind,
the chosen family to haunt and hound.
The witch had said, "You'll wish you hadn't moved!"
In Tennessee he wanted them to stay.
New tortures were then heaped upon the old.
The Bells were not to see one peaceful day.
Their wagons floated; wheels just flew right off.
Again crops failed and animals went wild.
Then came the worst; young Mary Bell fell ill.
The doctor said, "I cannot help this child!"
How does this story end? One tale asserts
the evil entity took Mary's life
because he'd fallen hard for her and knew
the living cannot be a dead man's wife.
It's said that after poor sick Mary died,
the Bells were free of hauntings, death, and dearth,
but only after years of pain and loss.
The haint had turned their lives to hell on earth.
Source:
Norfleet, Phil (historian, genealogist)
bellwitch02.tripod.com
Florence hydra logical might -
tee pseudo tentacles, monstrous sight
didst bring watery plight,
deluge rivaling Noah - bliss oblige
epic flood of biblical
proportions, downright
terrible, re:, a drowning egregious fright
ten ning (in contest
able uber catastrophe) - Don know why
das trumpeting spare none, tossing,
pitching, and lap
ping blithely alight
ting across geography of thee
Old North State leaving affright
full trail of destruction, (envied by
the ghost of General
William Tecumseh Sherman),
he no match, where battling
mortal men didst bite
the bullet outflanked,
sans doodling Yankees topflight
capstone march to the sea,
then touted as outright
masterful stroke, asper,
turning tide of historical Civil war,
which swath of indiscriminate overnight
destruction in tandem
followed his Georgia quick step,
successful Atlanta battle, fight
ten, which campaign
rendered victory in sight
Union accorded devastated country
as winning booty, viz prizefight
ting champions clearly, grimly,
and lamentably plunged
once promisingly emergent
then vanquished Confederacy
with defeat written
in figurative bombsight,
qua Rebels surrendering
at lanced armstrong
rapier pointed to Appomattox Court House
original United States territory
initially indigenous copyright,
stolen, whence ark enemy
routed, killed, and decimated
blood brethren human kind -
versus present natural disaster
no matter meteorologists foresight,
nonetheless horrendously cruel debacle
crushing The Tar Heel state
trouncing analogously
as aqueous blight
damn hellacious sight
tropical storm forcibly reclaiming
visa vis re...
Just a garden variety generic wordsmith
teasing out reasonable rhyme courtesy ploy;
self plagiarizing boot juiced barely abiding
by ruff dogma, with enigmatic joie
de vivre charisma,
which oft times witnessed
gentle green giant gentile goy
essentially me being a decoy
occasionally rocketing, outsourcing,
kickstarting, feigning
tubby an Anchorite, ahoy!
Life in the K9 corps
ain't so doggone ease zee
absolutely daunting, hence
lemme share with ye
haunting, and unnerving, the whee
kid nasty, short, and brutish
ways, and truth be told,
I would rather be outwardly
hidebound, gagged, and flagellated
(threatened tubby slowly
strangled to death by bonafide vee
numb muss snakes, yours truly
screaming bloody murder,
viper esse scent chilly resembling
caduceus), and/or re:
peat head lee bitten
(till death do us part)
by vampire (weekend) bats pre
dominant lee inhabiting
spooky attic, nee
above cattle crying
abattoir, bovines bull heave -
meeting grisly demise, where prowling
hoodlums - vicious murderous electric
kool aid acid tested gang
infesting mean streets -
viz hit head hay be us corpse lee
ving shot up desolation
(think skidrow) role much
more blood curdling, key
ping adrenaline heart pounding,
and sweat pouring directive hee
ping helplessness 'specially,
when this gree
gear re: us macho foo fighter,
accompanied by my grateful
dead cutting crew - on free
key Friday the 13th
assigned directive to man
the most crime ridden, and be
dev filled violent bailiwick,
donning head to toe
bulletproof suit vests.
Nevertheless, yours truly fraught with
horrendously extreme
difficulty, and more
challenging, enduring, and grueling
than surviving training
undertaking associated
with elite military clique,
and attendant rightfully
earned linkedin prestige
joining: Raiders of United
States Marine Corp,
Green Berets United States Army
Special Forces, or Navy Seals.
Genuine Apologia Bequeathed...
Kickstarting Expungement Father Incurred
Within a sea futility aye wallow
riptides exemplifies sorrows
drowning me into undertow
bitter aftertaste hogties ability
to make headway, and shuck off tow
warring internal strife at this stage
of my life mein kampf,
a failed one man show
so many instances, I didst wade
into abortive oarless row
well nigh impossible to affect
equitable fair family status quo,
nonetheless an opportunity to wax po'
whet tick, sans saturated
noggin of this primate
doth horrendously overflow
wing with yesterday's
defiant spite gives no
mercy now as looming grim reaper
ready to scythe,
and unforgivingly mow
soul of this sole sun,
doth somberly bell low
mine hounded conscience
comeuppance in the know
suctioning all oxygen vacuums
the being of this generic joe
king pawn's ability
to breathe with every inflow
and exhalation of air analogous
to tsunami of sentiments
blindsiding every hello
jaggedly relentlessly shearing,
punishing, and cleaving
nocturnally visible dayglow
mine conscience rip
snorting to and fro
upon psyches of
parents, siblings emo
ting tender loving
care, and in exchange
courtesy of this (doughless) bro
two sisters, (who twisted
with frustration), decades ago
grown daughters and self!
Five hundred years Giovanni Fontana had the notion
To rope gears to wheels and put it in motion.
One hundred years ago an idea came to Baron von Drais
Horses had been killed, ploughing required other ways.
Two wheels, no pedals, all made of wood
You had to push through the field, but still did some good.
A Scotsman added pedals, to the rear wheel
Maybe to celebrate, his friends danced a reel.
A Frenchman made the "boneshaker", which lived up to its name.
Ahead of its time, though reasons to complain.
It vibrated horrendously on the bumpy roads
Rattling teeth, rattling nerves, rattling loads.
Then England's "Penny Farthing" led the attack:
A five foot wheel in front, tiny wheel in back.
It was hard to climb on, and to keep a balance.
Every mount was a test of acrobatic talents
If you fell off without a helmet, it was hard on the brain.
Inventors went back to the drawing board again.
Radial spokes came in 1870, ball bearings 2 years later.
Progress is a goddess, love her or hate her.
Caliper brakes, multiple gears, shifters came fast.
Still too bumpy to have a blast.
Societies of bicyclists lobbied for roads paved and smooth.
Women started riding, old attitudes moved.
Across the pond Thomas Stevens rode a trans-U.S. ride.
With that kind of bike, a reason for pride.
Then pedals to gears got linked with a chain.
Derailleur was the next step, and a drive train.
The Italian Army used a foldable during World War I.
Between incoming bullets, they might have had fun.
Like the future Mountain bike, it handled rough terrain.
But for that, California cyclists tinkered, got the fame.
So that brings me to the day that I was cycling on a country road
composing verses, humming, reciting an ode.
Overtaken by two cyclists on electric bikes from Preston
Were batteries cheating? I glumly asked the question.
I concede it's liberation, more folks in fresh air
Their efforts assisted, but still mostly fair
Causality doesn't focus on me, of course
I'm just a convergence, a bike over a horse.
But all this history made it possible, on a rural lane
To move on my own power, through really nice terrain.
Aliens in school are lavishly staring at me,
It feels like they really know more about me.
Aliens in school are secretly talking about me,
It feels like I’m a sweet chill music of anybody.
Aliens in school don’t like me that much,
It feels like I can’t please them because I can’t be so such.
Aliens in school are horrendously dissing me in brash.
It feels like I can’t make good things in just a single brush.
But whatever those aliens say about me,
I just love how these things run supposed to be.
And whatever those aliens talk something about my life,
I’m still happy to stand though they are like my creepy knife.
I can’t be so sorry because this is me,
I just love how I show things in reality.
I can’t be so sorry because I can’t please them,
I just so love myself because I’m not as weirdo as them.
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