Long Skewer Poems

I, A. Robbie - Ham guilty for gobbledygook...
and ruffling turkey feathers!

An innocent A1 miss steak kin kith
once, a former main lion resident 
living social where Tigress and Euphrates 
converge and pool into Lake Wobegone ...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
 mom entary apple pie delquiences cooling 
the soul shopping for...

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COME ON DOWN TO THE GILDED AGE
By Roy Merritt

Come on down to the Gilded Age 
We’ve crawled our way back
And we’re coming hard and heavy this time
So brace for the attack

Come on down to the...

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My Phone

I've just been down to Tesco to get some shopping done,
I never go with money cos I have a little fun
You see it makes me snigg*r when I hear old ladies moan
'What was wrong...

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I ham quill tee for gobbledygook...
and ruffling tail feathers!

An innocent miss steak kin...
once former main lion den cha hoard servant,
resident iz cow herd vegetarian boar
hoof faux whatever reason iz explore

ring bing foo fighting beastie boy,...

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haint gonna mock ridiculous science 
     asper to be bled
dark practices to leech out mailer daemons, 
     not so laughable nor in cred

double, when oppressed diabolical ...

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I ham guilty for  gobbledygook...
and ruffling turkey feathers!

An innocent miss steak kin...
once former main lion,
resident iz cow herd vegetarian boar

ring beastie boy, who doth
newt practice, what he preaches your
truly battens down chicken
coop hatches so......

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how clever a peck on the cheek, a kiss on the head
a hug with a boa constriction for the parents i love.

how cruel this fate of social isolation, to stunt the breath
of this illusion, that...

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The urge to real-ease empties and dulls
Lights in a ram-parted brain flicker on and off
Water flows down a familiar trail down the face
As the shades of gray under the eyes darken
Those sad, tired bags…ridiculed by...

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Page 14

It took time to remove 
The stones that formed the arch
That’s the place above the gates
Under which their armies marched

But we remained very quite
Observing through the cracks 
Drinking bottled wine
And nibbling on some snacks

They...

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I'll tell ye of me life as a pirate
I knows ye sees me as some old codger
But when I was a young'n matey
I sailed 'neath the Jolly Roger!

Oh, it's truth I be tellin' ye now
'N...

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Rally around the campfire
in the dark of a summer night.
Tell some interesting old stories 
and cook by a campfire light.

Skewer some slender juicy hotdogs  
maybe puffy marshmallows too.
Make them crisp and really gooey
to last...

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Tongue in Bloody Cheek

Cheek on tongue he slithers on abundant wilful slime
Checks in with teeth of timeless throaty choking curse

               ...

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Party Prelude

bleeding lotion after the knife slipped
haphazardly      called her sister
to help her get dressed   to the doctor
she went   two sisters took over

Scene 1

raiding the fridge, figuring...

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Have you ever been to the Arctic
and heard the "Tickling of the Ivories"?
That is the time when the Monodons
joust each other with their singular parries.

They have one thing in common...
A singular tooth that the males...

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A Flood of Tears

When tears glue eyed lids’ tar to balls of fire
	
        and tear apart a soothing balm called resolution
	
       ...

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Turkeys shuffle about, strolling around the farm.
Each passing morning, one day sounding the alarm,
Who would it be this year Sally, Ted, or Mom?
However, this season was secured, ready for farmer Tom.
Thanksgiving was on the horizon,...

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Keep walking stick with me for times when there's doubt,
Should I get in trouble, it often helps out.
It's no sign of weakness, in fact, the reverse,
It helps me stay balanced, brings rhyme to life's verse.

The...

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The outing 

 It was a sunny Sunday we drove to a park
that has an old house in the middle selling paintings
some of them are good but mostly plenteous crap,
I know enough about art to...

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If you draw your sword so sharp
To skewer me on a night so dark
Stop and ponder what might befall
If my words you chance to spall
A bouquet of thorns, for you I’ll sow it
Take warning fair,...

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To hell harbinger, niggling winsome words,
has grasped the devil's share, for menhir size
Has pencilled in his own and crossing swords-
It errant's change which seeks the high rewards.

As such they'd yammer the athiest priest
Prepare to skewer...

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Good restaurants in Charlotte.
Pump House and Improper Pig.

God is good shepherd
had heard my cat when it purred
which often occurred

church should not decline
will like the bread with bright wine
have been back in line

bear was big polar
where...

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My mysterious life in these elusive underwater surroundings
Keeps my clan of beings alert and cautious of vigilant threats.
As I travel ahead of the others in search of sonar echo soundings
My large companions shelter me from...

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There's Too Much Death!

It seems to me. I hate to say,
Man's death inhabits World today!
The loving die!  The 'Right To Life,'
Make Earth a hell! They skewer, knife
All Truth more difficult to trash,
Their souls find...

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Grapes of wrath despite the fire
In your bosom they burn
Can’t coalesce or coerce pressing problems to retire
Alongside frustrations and disappointments in the urn

That your world turns upside down
In lean times
That your pillow eiderdown
Limes in slimes

Raining...

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