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What's a matta Rick?
Get tired or sick
Bored of your board?
The chore you adored
Now left for a ghost
No more here to post
Left for all but dead
Did you lose your head?
Did ya fugeddaboutit?
can't get a "roundtuit?"
Left it high
Left it dry
Go outta your mind?
Get lost in time?
On to greener pastures
Where the flora and fauna grow faster
"The grass isn't always greener
Where the septic tank is cleaner..."
A bit of advice amorphous
From the wise old Greek, Erroneous
Mayhaps thou art a lurkin'
Packin' prose perniciously perkin'
Mr. Robot's radar is workin'
Are you in a gerkin?
Didst thou lose thy quill of tales?
Choo Choo train gone off its rails?
Tall ship lost its sails?
Out huntin' great white whales?
Not a victim of skull-duggery?
Or engaged in some fool-buggery?
Anon, get thee to a nunnery!
I but jest, a bit of funnery!
If you're hangin' with the fairies
Ya best have a care, be wary
They're a tricky little kind
They'll mess with your mind
And before ya even know it
You're a mad mushroom poet...
Take a plane, ungrateful one, to a distant land...
Don't forget to walk the straightest path.
Freedom bogs down quickly in shifting sand.
You may have to cover your body from head to toe.
You may get a lash for dancing with your Beu.
You may get caned for walking alone.
You may be married off to a stranger.
Your worth is measured in skinny cattle and goats.
Walk the straightest of paths, ungrateful one.
Keep your faith close to the vest.
Or you may spend years in prison or even lose your head.
If they find out you're gay, it may be your last earthly day.
When you come back to your host country, ungrateful one.
Will your vision still be opaque and hateful?
Have you gathered any lessons, or are you too stubborn?
Will you still burn- loot- rape - obstruct.
Will you still spit on your freedoms, paid for in blood?
Will your privileged and entitled attitude shift?
Like the shifting sand you just experienced.
Next time, take a one-way plane, ungrateful one
I don't think you'll ever change.
Miracle Of The Virgins
Some terrorists are silly and depraved
They are promised 40 virgins when they die
If they strap a bomb or two around their waste
Or behead the enemy as they cry
But I don’t know
I've been around the block a couple of times
There are girls of virtue somewhere
But never in my travels did I find, 40 at a time
Well, maybe in the womb
And that’s assuming they’re inclined
To do it with these dirty filthy heathen killing things
Terrorists have sex with deceased camels
They don’t wash their hands after be-headings either
I hate to say bad things about the enemy
But I’m afraid they really and truly stink
Many chopping blocks are out there
It is easy to lose your head and not return
Yesterday was not the day that I was born
And there is something to be learned
Whoever is offering virgins by the dozens
Might as well offer flying unicorns with their cousins
The miracle of the virgins is exactly that
You are lucky to find one or two still living in the womb
And perhaps a couple residing on the moon
Hey guys
Just a little word of warning if you are attracted to me
With my alien looking lime green triangular head and bulging eyes
You can see I’m so alluring …
But I’m the epitome of a ‘lady-killer’
Yes, me this innocent looking little green insect
Let me make it VERY clear, if you want to 'make out' with me
Maybe YOU should start PRAYING
Sometimes, in the throws of passion, I have a tendency to BITE …
You may just lose your head!
Now who fancies a date?
Praying Mantis Contest
Sponsor Anthony Slausen
08~15~16
Inspired by the song ‘the female of the species is more deadly than the male
To all the male members
of the praying mantis species
a word to the wise you guys
now pay attention to my theses
whether for fun you recreate
or to mate and procreate
it's something I really would not advocate
hold on tight to your pants
love at first sight is not romance
I don't care if you look
but never dare go so far
as to unhook her bra
and whatever you do don't lose your head
as before postcoital dysphoria sets in
the female will kill you dead
she'll make a meal of you
tear you limb from limb
and if you don't believe me
when last did you see our randy brother Jim?
4/27/16
Fluctuations and changes in weather
Forever and ever
Together
Through whatever whenever wherever
For the better
Throughout any endeavors
And adventures
While above and below birds of the same and different feathers
Remember
I would never treat you lesser
Anytime anywhere whether it is or is not interstellar
Near or far away from motion sensors
And the range of any metal detectors
Regardless of if anything I wrote was read
Don't forget and respect what I said
I kid you not, look and think instead
But be sure to not lose your head
Over a trivial amount of bread
While the sky and clouds are colored red
As you stand your ground for what is right in order to keep your family fed
Since way back when
And until the end
Increases and decreases in rpm
At the low and high point of the bend
Many many men
Like to say it all depends
Often, instead of now and then
But it is nothing I'd recommend to myself, family or a friend
If you can’t kill them with kindness, then force feed them food
If they can’t see past your blindness, then they aren’t any good
Please remember dear child their opinion’s carry weight
And permissions are granted, if they have lost all the hate
Fortunes of gold are often lost or misplaced
Because thieves are forgetful when their running away
Our waste pits that make us cringe from disgust
Are creating some geniuses that you still will not trust
The world is your safe house, your private refuge
But it is really awful when it is being misused
I will speak of the geniuses for a moment if I may
This land is their heritage, and they will own it some day
So remember the rules you learned while in your youth
And if your gonna be mean please don’t be uncouth
And if you decide implementation your thing
Never forget the corpse you must bring
Prove its been done and finally worked
And welcome to the life of the really berserk
The world is your safe house, your private refuge
But it is really awful when its being misused
And of the gold that's been lost or misplaced
The thief will keep looking unless the memories erased
Its something to think about while in their cage
It occupies the mind and quells the rage
Perhaps your aware then of the crimes we commit
How we stifle the errors and find posts we can hit
So along your route in your quest for a life
Find you a haven with minimal strife
The world is your safe house, your private refuge
But its really awful if its being misused
Please keep in mind that you cant feed the dead
So remember your training and don’t lose your head
Gather your tools, and all the skill that you need
Then distance yourself from those filled with greed
Hold out your hand to the net runner up
Be gracious and kind but never give up
And the last adage before I sign my name
Make sure if you win you read the rules to the game
Lessons on Head Containment
People lose their heads
It’s what they do
And should it happen to you
Someone could use it for bowling
Let us pray for containment
Generally and specifically speaking
It is advised
Don’t be born
At the time of the guillotine
Or be of any political persuasion
From that
Or any other era or period in time
Though guillotine is
The great weight loss program
(“2 pounds off the top please!”)
Keep your head with you at all times
When going for a walk
Place your left hand firmly
Over the left side of the head
Place right hand on right of head
And do not prance
Do not look at the sun
It’s already compromised
Decapitated
Removed from other celestial bodies
If someone chases you with an ax
Run…. (Aspirins won’t help)
Bring a bread sized basket with you
If something should happen
Avoid the cost or loss of head containment
Soak it in cool water
Hide your head under covers
From headless horsemen
Or is it horseless headmen?
Beware of pigmies with their stitches
Try not to dangle in the wind by rope
It makes you look silly & dopy or worse
….. Dead….
If all else fails
Go gambling but
Don’t lose your head
Love is beautiful , till the illusion remains.
It's sweet and welcoming,
And calms all your pain.
It sends butterflies that flutter by,
And slowly, it sinks deeper
Leaving you dazed and renewed, never once thinking.
Company, is what makes you stronger.
Untill the company is bored,
And wants you no longer.
That's when it begins.
A downward spiral,
That's when the illusion starts to end.
Suddenly, that exquisite fire,
Withers and dies.
It isnt exquisite anymore, it's just another pyre.
It burns, smoke rises.
Another illusion destroyed,
It falls as ashes, another army deployed.
The fighting, the screaming,
The bloodless bloodshed.
The crying, the weeping, make you lose your head.
Once it's gone , all hell breaks loose .
The saint becomes a sinner,
And the sinner has no fuel.
All promises , forgotten.
All false truth, revealed.
Suddenly , just like that, one becomes two.
LOVE, exists to rise and fall.
Real till it lasts,
Then it's an illusion thats all.
By
Amanda Miller
Form:
My son,
I've embraced wisdom and have been guarded by its impenetrable walls.
My feet have walked the earth for decades,
that which I've witnessed haven't been ignored but paid great heed to.
My son,
Don't be afraid of isolation.
You don't know how desperate are the hearts of those you gather with,
Your eyes are blind to their thoughts.
My son,
Don't be deceived by facial expressions,
hypnotized by its fake smile and suddenly have a stabbed back.
The teeth is white but the heart is hidden.
My son,
Take a look at my friend Thompson,
he earns a thousand dollars every month.
He then begs for one dollar from the girl he loves so much,
leaving the remaining with her to squander alone.
My son,
Isn't that foolishness, to allow a woman see that you're a weakling?
Giving her your entire sweat, and beg for only one to manage.
She doesn't even care about him.
My son,
The heart will burn like flame.
Not even a word should be uttered at this state.
Let your heart cool before taking any step
My son, I've walked this earth for years
seen good and bad, learned to steer clear
Don't let money make you lose your head
it'll fly away like leaves, leave you in the cold instead.