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Whatever We is We are
Whatever We is We are . . . and have no doubt of this ever.
Whatever We is We are is something that should never be
denied. Why? Why Not?
Whatever We is We are speaks with a devout degree of both a
singularity and plurality in our human world with its simplicity,
complexity, and contradictions in both truth and honesty that
shape and define each of us, by fate and destiny, in the course
of our lives.
Whatever We is We are suggests to each of us to tell who we
really are without all of the metaphoric hype and subterfuge,
and the common notions of jiggery-pokery that, at times, does
pervade and corrupt human nature even in the best of us, no
matter how grand and great our intentions and actions may be.
Whatever We is We are . . . and have no doubt of this ever.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
November 24, 2018 (Didactic)
Let’s pester Uncle Fester
After dafter Luxon
Pushed the button
Welcomed every glutton
To the isles of mutton
Theme of the meme
Team New Zealand
It does seem
No longer a
Stronger eclectic sceptic
Spanked by the rank
Septic tank stream
Peptic Pyramid scheme
Grand slam.. glam sham scam
Desperate Dan or Tangerine tan plan
God damn..American dream
Our rancour on social media
Danker seedier leaders crimes
Hanker for every greedier
Rhymes with banker
Sleazier golden geezer visas
Accept any offers to
Fill their many coffers
Brokery.. jiggery pokery
Immunity without impunity
To the unity of community
Profanity of their vanity
Insanity of their depravity
Clarity...disparity not charity
Tramples ample wokery
Our amazing landscape
Instead becomes their escape
Coined..after all they’ve purloined
Jolly jape…no red tape
Not being rash
But it is a rash
Debunk the gunk & funk
Forsaking the avarice
Taking the pis*
Bliss abyss monk
Crass..brash..flash git
S***k a chunk of cash
From their balderdash stash
Making..a complete hash of it
Fake elite on the take
As they see fit
Billionaire boys ploys annoys
Replete yet still cheat
Have your cake and eat it
Our government just envoys
For a small fee..sweet
Deploys the swanky..w**ky
Yankee all about me
Time to flee plea
They lit the fire
Liar & denier
Dug the quagmire
Piety for impropriety
Moolah Messiah ruler
High flyer pariah
Crueler society
Who when the s**t
Does hit the fan
No fibs..his nibs gets
First dibs on cribs
Outlier masterplan zen..know
Then where to go
Can always hunker down
In a spick & span den
Their Queenstown bunker
Amen
Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises..
Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded..
Deafening din of our chagrin...
Espoused by rabbles roused by mandarins’ sins..
Tarnished...pampered pilferers pickpocketing public purses...
Deploring the warring cacophony of citizens curses..
Ignoring the boring nagging nadir of nurses...
Corporate castles built without stilts on hourglass sands..
Placards versus lanyards..
Culprits preach parsimony from privileged pulpits..
Civic critics.. protests...pyrrhric..?
No tut tuts..relax…gluts of tax cuts for property sluts..
Licentious larcenists..lust for boom then bust..
Lavishly lacing our lives with lies..
Yet the more we holler...hanker..
Murky truths get darker...muckier.. starker..danker..
Avaricious arsonists torching our cries of why...
Leave us lolloping in a regret & forget.. leaking latrine...
Reeking of what could & should have been..
Fear does appear might be the last tier of Ben’s career
Not after Ashes nadir but dafter going out for a beer
Pundits in press pulpits confess we should be severe
Rafter of Puritans cheer stress ECB do make it clear
Fans feast on our beast from the North East a panacea
Won't forget the reset no more regret Bazball engineer
Our brigadier bringing up the rear all singing pioneer
Our white knight up for the fight bright light chandelier
Tarnished but varnished players’ peer friend puppeteer
Plucking for our swashbuckling and rucking buccaneer
Scaling new heights orienteer & trend bucking cavalier
Our bombastic and iconoclastic fantastic bombardier
Not chipper our ripper skipper do hold dear will be a tear
Done like a kipper for being a sipper now team can’t steer
For argy bargy with rugger bugger nipper who did sneer
Wokery no is jiggery pokery by a seedier media profiteer
We're getting a clue there maybe a coup is all very qu*er
Fans ire spiking as us all forever liking that Viking veneer
Baz and Key let Ben be for it is his team to commandeer
A Prince didn’t always convince still wince at Shoaib Bashir
Out too late mate no Cinderella slipper so fall on your spear
Not for the Ashes clashes nadir but lashes for a mere beer
Souvenir in cellar is this the end of great fella’s stellar career?
storms coming
it is far away
maybe a day they say
but it is coming along
banging like an empty kettle
getting steamed up it is
the shut up songbirds
burst nights hubble-bubble
double up on the dancy twigs
with a coo and clatter
tunes bud
in each swelled up throat
way over there
where the wild world gets lost
a storm is shaking
churning up a change
for no good
they who do not care
beware not
they plant little flowers
with giggly words
they jiggery-pokery
as if nothing will be wrong
and often
they might be right
who can tell until
nothing much now coming
big wind
blew itself out
in an old man's pipe