Long Luxembourg Poems

When one makes viable peace 
Between erstwhile colonial whites 
And erstwhile colonized blacks 
To the advantage of the whites
We urge for a Nobel Peace Prize
Such was the case in South Africa. 

‘It is all for...

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A is for Australia, full of weird beasts,
Where even the cute ones can bite you at least.

B is for Brazil, where football is life,
And people dance samba with joy (and no strife).

C is for Canada,...

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A swinging sixties chick was I dressed head to toe in Biba
Miniskirts my mother loathed and free love too, so I was told
Music of choice was Motown and Soul that played upon my radio
At weekends...

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THEIR ELOQUENCE IS UNMATCHED, THEIR INTELLECT SECOND TO NONE 
?????
The tightening of a hangman's noose here in Bolehland gets underway....
Little by little the prosecuting team get their pieces into place to stay...
Today, the honourable AG...

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The Hacker


Vodka
Used Dells and HP notebooks
Routers and switches
Gateways and sniffers
Kvm boxes and multi real-time data shows

My booty is plenty
No one knows the white mask of mist
They only know some monies are amiss
Bots and trojans and...

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Our fig in January, entirely denuded now
like my heart in your absence, is but
more beautiful, if possible, in its seasonal
solemnity than in summer's exacting extravagance.
The trunk, grown massive in manhood, is a citadel
of strength supporting...

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I wandered, lost in the labyrinth of love
The right bank of the seine sang so clearly
That I was for sure walking with nothing Left
Nothing on the left at all
The northern vaults of gold
Meaningless to a...

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LORD, I humbly greet You, return to my prayer list from near LESOTHO
Adoration is the FIRST STEP in prayer (That's how I begin) using A-C-T-S
The letters, not the word, A for adoring Him, C for...

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Evening found me sitting in the kitchen, feeling down,
my parents and my elder brothers all out on the town.,
leaving me to babysit, a dull end to the year,
too old for early bedtime, legally too young...

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Your fig tree in January, denuded now
is more stately, if possible, in its stark seasonal
solemnity than in summer's exacting extravagance.
Its trunk, massive in manhood, is a citadel, supporting
the curving bowl of branches as they bend...

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A seagull cuts across Her harbor,
riding a thermal rising offshore.
And an ocean, ripe with primal smells,
splashes salty brine upon Her core.

She stands in solitude, gazing out
toward Her birth land and sister twins.
In Paris and Luxembourg...

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With The Dandy, The Beano
The Eagle and Dan Dare
Dick Barton on the radio
The Goon Show on air
Riders of the Range
Journey into space
We kids of the fifties
Had our special place
Glued to the wireless
No screens in sight
The...

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Alone, in Paris
The flowers sing
Le jardin du Luxembourg
I look at all the pretty ladies
Which one of them pray tell 
Is you
The one who wishes for that sweet caress
The one whose painting hangs on the wall
The...

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Remember how the
morning was warm with
its first hint of spring

Under the sky unusually clear
our smiles were wandering
through streets with coffee scent
uplifting the mood and the sun
outsmarting the moon

Your bus arrived early when
I thought how again...

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Mr. Juncker's Continental System

Cohorts of Luxembourg, arise!
Keep the Russians from the Rhiine.
Hosts of Luxembourg, en garde,
Confine the British to the brine.
"We'll do without America,"
says Merkel with aplomb.
Warily one has to ask,
"Whose finger's on the Bomb?"
Français...

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