Long Prophylactic Poems

Spore your appreciation, edification, information...,
orchestration, and utilization,
a moss fungi (fun guy) attests his marriage
synonymous with symbiotic relationship.

Nostalgic acquiescence about fictitious life,
oblivescence about current travails
and reminiscence about
transcendence into utopia
prompts me to revisit livingsocial,
now that yours truly
among...

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‘Cause, Priests and Prophets Must Pray for The Reign…
and for Pre and Post-Op-Apocalyptic–Novocain ! …

Yet… It Doesn’t Matter, What Distress to You
 On the Planet, however Polluted or Profane
It Doesn’t Matter, What Distress to You
...

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when a parent of a child 
experiences
with an odd mixture of shame,
humor & wonder,
that very first lie
which their children tells them,
does this parent experience the same feeling that they 
themselves did
when they found out that...

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Two Dogs at the Gateway
By Sy Roth


They slurped their saliva, 
huge globs,
big, barking mouthfuls 
dripping from their jowls like milky icicles 

Teeth-bared lips,
They guarded the gateway.
Pleased by their vacated spittle,
their noses now sniffed the air,...

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I see that I've detected
some words that were neglected
By noted “lexicologist” to Suess 
I'm sure some how in time
they'll create more words that rhyme
But for now, I'll put the ones, I found to use

For example,...

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Porcupine Romance



Ouch ¡

Carefully does it

Practice French kissing a cactus first

Ouch !

The last tango in Paris was never like this

Get it 
French 
Paris 
kissing a cactus ( Porcupine humour )

Ouch !

What a fool I was to...

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Gaining momentum of where violent winds blow
a pursuit of perpetual mishaps took its toll 
cawing with ferocious hunger as to a crow
on carcasses piling up, an answer on their call

This affliction embedded, stalking from behind
the...

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Why is it?
the louder
and more ballistic
my self-righteousness
offensively becomes

The more
at night
I feel self-loathing,
when all is quiet
except dark ruminations
filling my silent bedroom
overwhelming my mind
and body.

Why is it?
we RightWing worry
that nonviolent communication,
too lovingly applied,
would leave us defenseless
against colonizing...

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To drop one bellow,

to saunter in a blow,

one that the head will know,

and the body can grow-

to drop one into the casam of death,

that I am unwelcome in,
even if I am depressed,

to drop one into...

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A duck got himself a young lady
They went to a cheap hotel
He booked a room - a little shady
Where he’d get to know her well

She was hot but on reflection
He thought that he should use...

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TONIC

Gin, with its memory of juniper
That imbues a certain sweet tang
But needs a slightly bitter contrast
To be well-rounded on the tongue
Relieved to deliver its full promise

Tonic water, innocently sparkling
Knowing its partnering role so well
Offering quinine...

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Trump Has Been Highly Inteligent

Trump said that he is highly intelligent;
We tried to understand what he meant,
Analogy by Miller,
A  real thriller;
Sure hope someone can  give us a hint.


Would like to see the results...

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Wild garlic flowers encompassed
her youthful, porcelaneous
neck as she slumbered in her bed.
Two silver crucifix bracelets
securely fastened to both wrists.
Her rhythmic inspirations heaved
the cleavage between her breasts
that deepened on exhalation.
He stood at the foot of the...

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