Long Packing heat Poems

I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose.

My beaming spouse leads me, a dog on a short leash, into the forbidden citadel, the...

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The missus served me high test coffee...

Ah... tis nothing more heavenly 
(to one borne again devout atheist)
then a spring like January 18th, 2023
here at Highland Manor apartments
picturesque green covered landscape,
where intrepid dandelions 
dare to defy...

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Let me tell you a story, a story of woe:
a tale of a pup who got lost in the snow.
Daughter Laura, our eldest, came up to see us,
drove home in a Jeep (to rhyme, insert...

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"Election Edition"  posted 1 Nov 2020
politicians:      like diapers, need frequent changing (for the same reason)

debates are like steer horns      a couple points with lots...

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The missus brings me high test coffee...

A cold wintry January 53rd, 2021
at Highland Manor apartments
picturesque snow covered landscape
safely ensconced within Unit B44,
we (yours truly and wife)
occupy bedroom and
television room respectively
comfortably numb and toasty warm
at sixty...

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I pattern my rhymes to relate to the divine plans of the maker/
Marvel at how my nouns and verbs seem to dance on the paper/
Advanced orators don’t hesitate to drop the prepositions/
And don’t use words...

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It’s hard these days for a crook.
Go anywhere around and take a look.
Ain’t no shops to rob of jewelry.
They all closed up and got security.
Not even restaurants for him to rob,
and at the grocers’ Lordy...

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There once was a girl named Red,
Whose grandma was sick in bed.
She packed up some goodies,
Put on her red hoody,.
And made haste before Granny was dead.

Now Granny lived in the woods,
So Red skipped as fast...

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Walking through this hazy motel, I smell the acrid smoke of the opium den hell.
Well lit in my own way, I am packing heat for the demons I will slay.
Writhing and moaning, the bodies I...

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To battle off intruders
I hired a dog named Goober
He came to me packing heat
I think it is a Luger

He's not a German Shepard
Though his collar and holster are made of leather
He graduated Obedience School
Proudly wearing...

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Bulletproof!

This time I'm bulletproof,
able to survive living 
under your roof.

Bruises were the proof
of what a man you were,
this time I'm packing heat
so this time I'm bulletproof.

I'll be the quickest draw around,
only that will allow me...

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