Long Hot pants Poems

Interview With Rock Star - Johnny Bravo

So Johnny, what happened? Why did you quit your musical career before it even got started?

It was that guy with the crazy curls, Greg Brady, who quit Johnny Bravo....

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I absconded with reader rabbit (Peter), to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

Ah Sheik Hog - Ho!
One "FAKE" Wingman 
think Monty Python's
Flying Circus skittering
on thin ice - Skidamarink 
a dink, a dink...

hither and yon, to and fro
Via...

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I absconded with reader rabbit (Peter), to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

Ah Sheik Hog - Ho!
One "FAKE" Wingman 
think Monty Python's
Flying Circus skittering
on thin ice - Skidamarink 
a dink, a dink...

hither and yon, to and fro
Via...

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I absconded with reader rabbit (Peter), to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

Ah Sheik Hog - Ho!
One "FAKE" Wingman Flying
Via O'hare To Dublin y'know
Cuz, The Leprechaun within
me, seeks young sprig poe
whet tick friend in toto,

though nowhere to...

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It is a gorgeous spring day, there are greens on both sides of the road.
The smells are fantastic, and my hair is blowing like I’m on a cycle.
I’m  actually driving my new purple trans...

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The Private caressed his balls out of action during the short ceasefire

the Army had scanned him for testosterone because they needed a killer

He bit into a Milky Way as he cradled his crotch to get...

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Garish pix of nightclubs
 hot clubs
  	 hot pants
 hot girls
swirl my mind
as I lay in bed
running you 
inside my head
running and running
and you’re stuck on replay
as I speed the highway
down the road
flowing and...

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What's happened to racing today?
Real racing, not a smart TV app.
I fear the end is not far away.
Who will drive that last victory lap?

No more battles behind the wheel.
A new generation is coming along.
Internet racing...

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Alright all you pigeon chests
Came the sound of thunder from the open door
As Big Bad Bart replaced the space
Giant mountain man of lore

Making his way into the bar
Sweeping Nancy boys out of his way
Stepping up...

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Here's a story about a gang of grannies
Who knocked over a panty hose store
They were nothing, without their support hose
And they wasn't gonna take it anymore

Late one night, at an old folks home
A few grannies,...

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can you imagine my disappointment...I believed her
...she might of been the one...that one woman 
that has eluded me my whole lifetime...but...
...she...she was...

she was just blowing smoke up my ass...

story of my life...it's just never right...so many...

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Migrating to America 
In the age of Aquarius
Envisioning the best from the
Land of opportunity where it’s been said
Streets are paved in gold
Everyone has a white picket fence and
A Chevrolet too

The corner hop served burgers and...

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Given a box of old, lost things I’d loved and enjoyed
which somehow, somewhere in my youth
vanished mysteriously from my life,
I feel thrilled to look inside where first I find
fun troll dolls with colorful long hair.
Also...

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Creating the canvas with silken thread
Each day with different colours weaving
On whitest linen in smallest stitches
The complexity of life I’m living

Red jelly and custard birthday parties
a childhood spent in lonely play
Crepe paper hats and satin...

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It might be called Electrifying Pink,
that color painted on her toes
for it glows amidst the grime of her feet
winding filth up around her ankles
as if dirt were the newest chain
to make a fashion statement.

Pink does...

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Her band was made up of many cool members. Cecil on drums; he wore a cut down decades old Sisters of Mercy t-shirt bought from Jason, old blue jeans and scuffed boots. Jason noticed this...

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Night wrinkles on dim hangers;
bell-bottom pants
two-toned platform shoes
a wide `kipper' tie.

In a pocket
a crumpled Kodachrome -
hot pants and velvet neck-choker.
‘Who is she?’

This closet is a time machine
I exited decades ago.
Dreaming hands part a frilled dress...

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Hot Pants

Santa was slimming cos Christmas was near
By sharing his lunch with his favourite reindeer
For chimney stacks seem to get thinner each year
But he got a shock when his sleigh landed here

I don’t know what...

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It was the school semester of 1971,
I was a volunteer usherette at the university theater,
in order to attract more people for plays,
our uniforms were red hot pants and white blouses,
we seated the audience including wives...

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Good Friday poem..Squeezing hearts into Banana Pie

Glide,glide through the shackles   and your nightmares

Who promises a promiser

All that is an art of compromise, is a sorry  wine

Liquid pearl mask of possession

A heart which...

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I 
had passed
my childhood
milestones when I 
reached the seventies.
In nineteen seventy
I entered high school wearing
bell bottoms and sometimes - hot pants!
In that decade, I happened to reach
most of the chief milestones of adulthood!

I started college,...

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