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He felt self conscious, insecure,
Inadequate and most unsure.
He looked upon the night with dread,
For he was unadept in bed.
He thought it all was in his pants,
And feared he could not do the dance;
And then he saw it on T.V.,
With insane grin they touted "V".
It would make him a super man,
And she would be his biggest fan.
So off he went to the pharmacy,
To buy a box, or maybe three.
He popped a pill and to his surprise.
It grew before his very eyes;
So he took another just for fun,
He over dosed and was undone.
The paramedics laughed out loud,
When they saw how he was endowed.
He was too big for his britches,
And it left them all in stitches.
"My God!" the doctor said entranced,
It looks just like a big egg plant.
We're gonna have to drain that thing,
So hang on tight it's gonna sting.
Our hero learned his lesson well,
Though he had to go through Hell.
Though some think the stuff is grand,
Viagra does not make the man.
(the person depicted above is fictional and any similarities to real persons living or dead is unintentional)
Juxtapose
Just suppose we have to
Jurisprudentially
Juxtapose guilt and innocence before a
Jury of our peers. The prosecution will attack with the
Jawbone of an a** and the nattering nabobs of the news media will
Journalistically
Jabberwocky their opinions which no one will understand. Meanwhile the
Joyless defense team will try to
Justify their client’s motives by
Jackhammering the evidence to fit their presentation, claiming the
Jimsonweed he smoked caused him to be a
Jailbreaker and escape the clutches of the law. Let us hope the
Jackanapse has learned his lesson and
Justice will prevail
They looked at me with disgust in their eyes
The moment that I walked in
The hatred and fear they felt inside
Based on the color of my skin
I was just a stranger passing through
Who simply got lost on his way
I stopped in to get some food
Not realizing prejudice was the price to pay
All heads turned and followed me
As I found my way to an open seat
The once noisy room was silent now
The waitress – afraid of me to greet
I smiled and nodded my head to the few
Who dared to look me in the eye
I knew that they all wanted me gone
But I couldn’t comprehend the reason why
Then a little boy returning to his seat
From the men’s rest room stall
Stopped right in front of me, and said,
“Why he doesn’t look mean at all”
I smiled at him and said, “No, son,
I am not the boogey man
Just someone travelling about
Trying to get a meal if I can
I’m sorry if I disturbed your peace
I am not trying to make a stand
I saw the restaurant sign from the road
And I am hungry, you understand
If you can overlook the simple fact
That my skin is a different color than yours
I promise I will do no wrong
Then get back on my tour”
“That’s okay, Mister, I don’t mind
I’m not scared like everyone else
I was told I should love everyone
The same as I love myself”
“Well the person who taught you that
Is certainly a very smart woman or man
And if they are in this room,
Well, I would like to shake their hand”
“Sure, Mister, it was my Dad
And you can come sit and eat with us
I think if you weren’t sitting all alone
There wouldn’t be so much fuss.”
The little boy took my hand
To everyone else’s surprise
The Dad stood up and shook my hand
With a twinkle of pride in his eyes
“I guess my boy learned his lesson well
Though the rest of us did not
How to welcome a stranger to our town
I guess we all forgot”
Everyone went back to their meals
And the fear just passed away
Thanks to a polite little boy
Whose innocence saved the day
Being just a kid of nineteen and under the influence of alcohol
He stole a car he had seen and this was the beginning of his fall
Driving reckless through the town thinking that it was really neat
And before the police took him down he hit a man crossing the street
And he kept right on going with the police in close pursuit behind
With the strip spikes glowing this treacherous ride came to a grind
Throwing him down on the ground as justice was now in sight
But even then they found that this young man still wanted to fight
The man who was crossing the street later ended up passing that day
So now these charges he couldn't beat as the judge then put him away
Eleven years is what he got but perhaps he has learned his lesson
Dedicating his release, a second shot, in the realizing of it's blessing
It didn't just happen at first in fact it took about eight of those years
Until he finally began to thirst in the knowing of several of his peers
They were a rough bunch too for all of these men have been around
But they all had something true, something that took a while to be found
THE VIAGRA CAPER
He felt self conscious, insecure,
Inadequate and most unsure.
He looked upon the night with dread,
For he was unadept in bed.
He thought it all was in his pants,
And feared he could not do the dance,
And then he saw it on T.V.,
With insane grin they touted "V".
It would make him a superman,
And she would be his biggest fan.
So off he went to the pharmacy,
To buy a box, or maybe three.
He popped a pill and to his surprise,
It grew before his very eyes;
So he took another just for fun,
He overdosed and was undone.
The paramedics laughed out loud,
When they saw how he was endowed.
He was too big for his britches,
And it left them all in stitches.
"My God!' the doctor said, entranced,
'It looks just like a big egg plant!
We're gonna have to drain that thing,
So hang on tight, it's gonna sting."
Our hero learned his lesson well,
Though he had to go through Hell.
Though some think the stuff is grand,
Viagra does not make the man.
Judy Ball
The person depicted above is purely fictional and any similarities to real persons
living or dead is unintentional.
The apple
tree was not
a maple.
Fruitless fig tree was cursed,
never again to bare.
That was the very first.
Was it about our faith?
Or was it about figs?
Was it, "Do not be late"?
Jonah was swallowed by a great fish,
but God told the fish to let him go.
He was not prey for his dinner dish.
Jonah was happy for just awhile,
but he had not yet learned his lesson.
It would take some time for Jonah's smile.
We also learn from figs, fish, and trees;
Be real, to obey, to produce.
But not least of all is to believe.
063021PSCTEST, A 3-6-9 Poem, Emile Pinet