Long Hunky Poems

Date:   July  2049

Early morning combinations 
Personal hygiene conversations
And kisses in most of the Hakim 
Households. Damian was negotiating 
For properties in Virginia namely 
Virginia Beach. He wanted the 
Prosperous realty. He spoke...

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Picture this..? Seedy joint.'mediocre comedy one Kiev night.
Hunky billionaire bored and sour, joins his guests Uneventful hour.?
A pan faced man is on the stage, mocking life with inward rage.
George faintly get the vibe, listens more...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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Eye (a generic happy go lucky arachnid) hope(d) for a miracle

Harken and cue lyrics to All I Need Is a Miracle
Song by Mike + The Mechanics.

Aye, a quizzical hunky-dory
spied re: anomaly doth attest
forsooth to see...

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My classmates
Theresa Trot had a snot
Hanging from her nose
She sniffs and snorts and swallows
But Theresa never blows.

Now it’s run down past her lips
And settled on her chin
Her teeth look really shiny
When Theresa starts to grin.

She...

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cocoa powder puffs
for velvet truffle cheeks...
chocolate blush

sunny yolk says hi
butter gives an oozing hug--
bitter choc just melts

mmm, good, just so good
chocolate tickles tongue...
happy throaty slide

messy brown fingers
hot weather melts bittersweet--
oh! just lick them off

no more...

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High School ~

Being asked to search my memory of school 'daze' gone by
is asking quite a lot of me but I promise to give it a try.
A country high school can't compare to a fancy...

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They painted an aesthetic portrait
                    of contentment and prosperity
       ...

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How do people do it?
For that matter, how do I pull it off?
Sitting in front of the computer for so many hours,
body compressed into a computer chair.
Feel a whole decade older than I actually am-
aching...

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I've always asked myself is there a thing as fate
Is everyone not responsible for his or her destiny
If it were possible the future you could anticipate         ...

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I have been made mad before
With my clothes on my hands
Shabbily treated by children in the street.
My hair shaggy and rough.
YOu could see me going through the hoote-nanny
Smiling to every one that comes
on my way...

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Sadness was silly when I was twenty-three
Masked with a drink whenever it bothered me
When  my head hits the pillow, it won’t leave me be  
Curious what keeps it alive inside me

A lifetime of firewater...

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Beethoven to roll over,
     dee composing
     (sans my zany brainy adherence
     to "FAKE" information I eschew)
and essentially single handedly grew
the contemporary paradigm few
off...

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There ain’t never been much love ‘twixt them two out on the range—
Seems cowmen has always thought that them sheepherders were strange.

Then one day in rides a poke by the name of Tom Campbell—
What’s lookin’...

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I rush every morning holding my coffee .
I board the bus , checking my phone 
I want no problems .
As mind prepares for hectic hours 
some daring guy breathes on my ear, 
questioning me for...

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f I come across as a bit critical,
about some subjects, religious or political.
this is all because the fact is I,
am a critical kind of guy,
when it comes to those who brainwash,
and spew out so much...

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Hens and Roosters in the barnyard
living in symbiotic relationships
each searching for kernels of corn.
Taking turns with beaks they snip
scorned and pecked. What the heck?

How hard should it be to get along
even when some foul fowl...

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An Overview

When Villonia Beebe was a baby of three
She got it in her head to trim the Christmas tree.
She lit all the pretty candles,
Tossed the matchstick away,
Sister, brother, dad, and mother
Never saw Christmas Day.

Nine years...

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Knowshow

All nodes firing all the time
Shine on—the glare focusing the hacks
Everything shown
Everything known				
Metamalice is good to go
It’s the Knowshow
		
The devolving snarkyskanks are trickling it to the remember-whens
Viral krankdaddies are upsiding leveraged retro to the never-thens
Bouce...

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When I walk through the fire
The situation dire
Stuck in mud and mire
Being accused by the liar

Jesus you are with me
You are the strength within me
you walk beside me
I never walk alone  x2
I (never never...

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life in soup is big fun
spice ‘n juice, plenty to run

Soupers please 
accept my greetings
For all the nice 
poetry and readings

life in soup is big fun
spice ‘n juice, plenty to run

You all love 
the good...

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I'm not overly fond of receiving a family's annual gushing story,
In the form of a Christmas Letter stating that all is hunky-dory.
I received one the other day in which they told the honest truth,
And I'll...

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Swept away in a spaceship
with a Captain Dylan Hunt, by name.
He looks just like Kevin Sorbo
of television's "Hercules" fame.

I'm not sure which is more shocking,
this galaxy quest or the hunk.
Hope this ship can make the...

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              We met online,
        I was drawn to his sexy pic;
    ...

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Story of a song for the walking dead man
such a beautiful ballad of your ghost town

so many things not to see
do it better and rip them off one at a 
time do it live

\love shadows/
cause...

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