Long Small fry Poems

Watching upcoming toilet bowl lvii highlight of February 12th, 2023

Above title attests 
how mine mundane mein kampf
insync as a veritable clogged drain oh:
flush with adventure overflowing excrement
er... rather excitement.

Apt aforementioned accurate personal description
believe me not,...

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Watching upcoming toilet bowl lvi highlight of February 13th, 2022

Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf
insync as a veritable clogged drain oh:
flush with adventure overflowing excrement
er... rather excitement.

Apt aforementioned accurate personal description
believe me not,...

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Watching toilet bowl lv highlight of snowy February 7th, 2021

Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf
flush with adventure overflowing excitement.

Apt aforementioned accurate personal description
culmination of decades worth hesitation and trepidation.

Ever since garden variety generic...

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Huge life like mockup 
rigged up to bark
dare buzzfeed outsize monstrosity
diet coke, McDonald's and meatloaf
pet banality, execrable, and misogynistic words
greets visitors at formerly named
Mosquito State Park forever known as
Donald Trump State Park.

Whom so e'er decreed...

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Bud Rowder grew up in wind-swept Kansas,
lived a farming life until the age of nine,
when Arapaho raiders charged on in,
poor Bud was the only one to survive.

He’d hidden behind a large, flat rock,
in the rushing...

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Herons fragment the mist,
appear and disappear while remaining motionless.
The skiff rocks as a coal barge trundles past.
A dewy sky shivers.

Nowadays he just sits in a boat looking at Ohio.
This morning the sun reached the top...

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Messianic Zeal Of This Good Humored Punster...

Without making a
twit tarring buffoon, sans unshackle
irrepressible bone a fide
funny reaction, or appearing
the foolish spectacle

of myself, trying to tackle
a mal hip apropos 
prism mirth wells up
inducing me to cackle,
neither...

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Well, I read in the paper today that Senator Feinstein has again gone berserk!
With the plethora of problems we have, she wants to give chickens a perk!
Never mind that millions of souls are out of...

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ON NOVEMBER
          
      Smoggy foggy November Sky:
      Starry fairy ready to fly
    ...

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She says her love language is food well now you're talking baby
We can go anywhere what shall it be
Texas, Mexico, France, Italy, China, Germany, or maybe some old-fashioned southern hospitality
I know your mind has a...

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Les C. More back from the vay-cay holidays,
giving my poetry peeps
a look-see at an odd Klondike meet




He ain’t nothing but
small potatoes
Trying to live
big-talk lettuce large

His backsliding snowshoes
walk so holey
That short con grifter grin
spin tall tales...

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There are no adults here.. 
Only confused kids. 
Children under the delusion that they know what they're doing.
Youngsters playing make-believe in a world they perceive so solidly.
Every one a narrator, a role-player. Everyone.. 
Leads in...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the sky,
Santa's reindeer sped bringing toys to the world's small fry.
"On Dasher! On Dancer and Prancer!  On Cupid and Vixen!
Lead on Rudolph!  Speed it up...

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When I Was A Small Fry,
My Father Would Often Try,
To Tell Us Stories All About Life,
 
One In Particular,
Sticks Out In My Mind,
The Story Of Watermelons And Their Rind,

We Were Told To Never Swallow The...

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Standing at the water's edge
 a school of small fry catfish swim
 scurrying beneath the sun rays
 in and out the cover of decaying leaves;
how fast they hurry
 gathering in a blend of darkened feelers
...

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I walk the garden run
   in the icy chill of winter sun,
 where flowers once bloomed in their colorful glow
   but now sleep silently beneath the snow;
clear and ever on the...

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What's fair and right we oft dismiss
While clinging to our prejudice.
But biggest biases of all
Are aimed at us, the short and small.

What's tall or towers people praise,
But opposites get no bouquets.
Short applicants are shown the...

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Now see a fine display in market hall 
Where fishmonger's stalls sell the freshest catch. 
A world of wet white tiles and melting ice. 
Seafood displayed, arranged in rank and file.
One Scottish salmon commands centre...

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'I'm having the children for dinner',
she meant it quite literally
a combination of the old
woman in the shoe and
Red Riding Hood's wolf
she was a peach most days,
til her blood lust went array,
still a humanitarian in some...

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Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers.

By a shoaling shale and monochrome spray
one brine-splattered small fry.
A...

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Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers.

By a shoaling shale and monochrome spray
one brine-splattered small fry.
A...

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When you died
I did not cry
Not a single tear
Fell from my eye
I ask myself every day
I ask him why?
I miss you
And I'm not going to lie
I hope you're in heaven
I hope that you can fly
I...

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   I know a river where the fish fly in the sky.
      Sheltered by boundless ember morning sky,
         a lull...

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I may be the smallest of small fry
  yet I've got an idea that if we try

really try, give it all that we've got
  out absolute 100% better-than-best shot

to develop leaders, true leaders,...

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WHOSE   KID   IS   THIS ?

I wasn’t involved with those strangers  at all:
Parents  busy in a line at the counter, their 
Child of two,    three...

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