Long Mensa Poems

"Hey, you philosophysing Hindu. Give me a break, Buddy. I was just pulling your leg. [...] I want the rest of the story. Really, I mean it.” Theson said nothing. [...] “I can see you’re...

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“Before The Firing Squad”



the firing squad 
came dressed
in faux smiles

the intervention cake 
was spoon fed, like honey,
by mother superior

to the lesser bee,
with self-righteous
magnanimity

she wore the badge
Devil’s Advocate, proudly,
without any clear authority

casting bloodied 
nasturtiums around the...

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"The Monochrome Echo Chamber"




How many Roads
to "IT"
Black 
as Black & White? 
or Unicorns and Rainbows?

Unitarian 1 and only 1 
Trinitarian 3 exist in 1 
An answer 
arrives 
unheralded 

Reversed in Time
Something 
has lit the fuse
Something...

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Will wonders never cease!?

Alternately titled: Last of the fluff
belonging to a Mohican
Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe.

Any resemblance between said unnamed individual
and living persons purely coincidental.

Scads of decades back in the day,
not since this sexagenarian baby boomer
happened...

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“ChatGPT-4, can you give me your literary opinion on the following sonnet? By the way, it is preambled by an explanatory prolegomenon which discusses the sonnet’s theme and my inspiration for composing it:”

Mental “Masturbation”

(The title...

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An Introduction to Max
 
Hi, I am a Mastiff cross and my name is Magical Max. To be precise it’s actually Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to...

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for Ronald Hindmarsh-Midwood 
                               ...

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Virtue, thou art old wine of vague value
Admired even by vintners nary more,
Nor by the adherents taking time’s cue,
Ye decorate archaic ancient lore.

Watch new high-fliers that surface from shores—
Go-getters getting tonnes in rare offers,
Tiger stripes,...

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Never stop even when i say i said
when i signed up
and no matter what 
never give me my money back
oh boy do i ever miss my lazy boy and couch now

Just how far would one...

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heres how i see it
and heres how it is
living in this world where half of it is advanced
with indoor plumbing
television
stereos
cell phones
computers
and a huge chunk of the globe is not
part of the world still has a...

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Here we go folks; and, yes, this is a hard one....Any winner, should that unlikely 
event take place, ought to be enshrined in the Mensa Society, and declared a 
puzzle-master, cryptanalyst genius, and be lauded...

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The blind slide of Freudian slips
half and half cut the stack
face up so you can see the words 
you have written on the edges
of my three worded stanzas
an intricate complex this is
One by one right...

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An old gal applied to join Mensa
Gee she couldn’t be any denser
She went in the wrong door
On the thirty third floor
And there she enrolled as a fencer

When attending her first fencing class
A man scored a...

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Card Pack Play

You should have told me sooner you didn't wish to stay
Not adding more years, as you continued to play
Women are your weakness they fall for your charm
Eyes opened wide I should have listened...

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While your on the first stanza 
of the first level of how we can all belong
I'll be on the third
trying to regain my throne

When you figure out how that one poem is an entire play
I'll...

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a mystery in the forums
and you have no clue
what has he done?
has he done to you?

just play along and realise its me
I'll pull it out of my pocket
wink at you right now
lead you...

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I met a man the other day
I think he thought he knew me
He heard me speaking with a friend
He said "Hey, are you from Kentucky?"
Well, I'm from West Virginia
He obviously doesn't know me

He grinned and...

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My story’s quite incredible, but every word is true.
I’ll add no wild embellishments, for lying I eschew!
I’m thrilled to have this opportunity to share with you
details of Bubba’s unique life with no further delay.

The morning...

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Oh, let my blood thicken, as in front of my computer 
I type.
Who cares if my retinas are being destroyed?
For we are being led down an electronic primrose path 
like bleeting sheep to the slaughter.
As...

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When a student is on the verge
of surpassing the teacher,
there always comes a flashpoint of conflict
Giving way to superior intellect
	is a difficult thing to concede
The elder acquiescing to the younger 
		 is a most vexing...

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Doreen acted like the brain of Britain
Answering questions on the TV quiz show
She would sit and shout out the answers
Her face would have a smug rosy glow

Her poor husband Harold could do nothing right
She would...

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Poets: Paciolo Pen Saint ft Nieolpen

The story of happiness no longer tempts me
They told me a lot about it  
It grows & disappears 
It sometimes lives in sin & worldly pleasure 
Or in evil...

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I started to read at the age of three
and know all the winners on Jeopardy
have posters of Einstein all over my walls
the theory of relativity my favorite of all,

Since my parents and teachers and I...

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When Polly comes the smart ones take a good tee with lemon the others 
a pen and a Jonny smile seyng to she..,, be my friend I pay you well"

She is Polly she has the...

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LESS ABOUT YESTERDAY AND MORE ABOUT NOW
SHE DEMANDED THAT HE RESTORE HIS OWN
DIGNITY BY BEING THE MAN SHE MARRIED
MIGHT YOU SEEM MORE WILLING AND LESS UNLIKELY
OR MIGHT YOU UNDERSTAND INSTEAD OF OVER DOING.
THOSE WHO'S YESTERDAY'S...

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