Long Jillian Poems

(21st century pearly white prosthetics,
restored jaw bar wah key) 

Aye noel hunger bristle,
and when false teeth soak at night 
     in tandem with stubby facial gristle
har reckon noah kisses
 
 ...

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To Bonnie:
If everything should fail, I’ll raise some hell until we make it right.
We’ll rob that bank and the motel even if it takes an all out gun fight!
I’ll walk through fire so you can...

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Hate, hate 
and more hate
so much it frustrates 
Don’t serve that man 
or that woman
put away those plates
leave them to their own fates
loving only you and me
looking out for our own mates

America, America
a new patriotic...

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Contrary to the popular consensus

Poets in general are very well grounded, well adjusted

As opposed to the general population

It's the average Joe or Jillian out there that are in question

It's really not their fault, it's due...

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Colorful flowers and spaghetti straps
And my flabby arms from seams overlap
    But the sundress still beckons
    It’s diet time, I reckon
Girdle needed, my tummy to entrap

Seeking new ways for...

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A modern nursery rhyme


Jack and Jillian were sweethearts
They lived on a midwestern farm
Ravaged by drought one summer
Lack of water sounded the alarm

So they set out to fetch a bucket
At a spring not too far from...

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1.

Desiree and Jillian were camped out on Echo Lake 
sunshine, fish breaking, what a day

Desiree was using a new daredevil 
lure but she couldn’t keep them hooked
she switched to Jillian’s trusty 
jitterbug and let fly

2....

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... Or Did It?

Should I have married Jillian?
Could I have slept with Gemma?
I undergo a million
of this kind of dilemma.

They crop up in a thrice, of course,
but hang around for ever 
(or do they crop...

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She lay shivering in her freezing hell.
As people walked by they ignored her presence like she never existed.
With tears in her eyes she questioned her own existence.
Would her life be of any significance?
When solitude is...

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There goes the Donald again, flapping his mouth
Every time he lets it fly, his ratings go South

And she who would be chief Constitutional vandal
The media just glossed over her latest scandal

Truly it’s a contest to...

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Last winter's resolution gone by spring
So I never did the bikini thing

  The same five pounds
  Still hanging around

I sigh and stare at that suit made of string



Perhaps I should take a different...

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