Long Master of ceremonies Poems

Once again, the missus did volunteer yours truly as master of ceremonies...,

when triumvirate (Kathleen Bergen,
Pamela Floreen, and Richard Jett)
constitute Grosse and Quade
real estate management cutting crew
for Highland Manor Apartments in Schwenksville
conduct requisite yearly property inspection
(the...

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Part 4

this is a big high nine
to all my homies and homers and homoerotics
out there where the pedal hits the mental
as we head off upon a merry adventure
to the 20th century's aftermath party
with a bag...

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If I walk across scolding coals, does that make me unstoppable
If I steal metaphors, does that make me a mastermind UN-robbable?
That's improbable, but it's not impossible for the phenomenal,
Call me Skitzo, I'll shatter monk monastery...

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Being the clan’s chosen representative
Dad Chimpanzee prepares himself with fervor’s zest
ready to attend this significant event
exposing creature’s welfare development
over centuries against challenges
since in his cognition, changes are inevitable indeed.

Reaching the conference hall
he shakes hands with...

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What Annoys Me.

         The Wedding of Rubbish and Nonsense.

Dearest readers; Please stand, for the big day has arrived
The knot be tied, the vows be said, the promises...

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I was born unto a woman and a man, and a government,
this was the Trinity, these were my employers,
entrance into this magical melee was acknowledged with a certificate of birth,
and with nefarious numbers, debt digits,

from...

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life had written an etude in D minor and barely gave him a pass

D for defeat denial disintegration dour reprise of the inevitable

bottom of the class for society sang to its dominant song book

while he...

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"The Circus" 
The master of ceremonies taps his cane to begin the fireworks
While graduates of the ground exercise their prowess high above
They are wired with decent grip on balancing poles that save their lives
The crowd...

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Matthew Scott The Marionette...

(Concocting cock and bull poetic pap
promises to approximate bovine rap
worse case scenario..., you will snap
so friend me at funny farm in Trappe
Pennsylvania, or frankly yukon zap
this poppycock poetic
emetic entailing...vowel)

movements deftly managed skilled...

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Let us discuss the circus alive in the theater of your conflicts,
the Master of Ceremonies cremates caution
in the center of curiosity's conciet
where birds bleed songs of azure agony,
madness remembers the melody of a midnight march
to...

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You know the Old Lady who lived in a shoe,
She led the Autumn Jive with Little Boy Blue,
DJ Peter Piper looked suave and dapper,
The Old Grand Duke of York, *MC and rapper

The Trees of the...

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I was there, the last time that God lost
His Faith. Admittedly, since the death 
of His Son, there have been a few bad 
years that could have influenced His 

decision. He sent a note to...

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Part I.

In the heartland of that place called home
A figure sits alone in an empty chamber where 
Cracked walls, like squinting wrinkles,
Hide silent hesitations of untold sorrows. 
This is not a holy place, 
Nor a...

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Speak of 'death' and feel an ice-cold breeze 
Sweep the grandest room of sound; 
Even the master of ceremonies 
Is cold and still. 

Dwell in confessional catacombs 
Repeating it over and over again: 
Death! 
Death!...

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accepting ourselves the way we are
we yet find there’s no fixed coordinate
our consciousness can both rise and fall
and so it’s here that free will comes into play
which in turn requires us to quietly contemplate 
the...

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