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----paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling, stupid, stinking, sweet as honey, sweat inducing, symphonic, Trump can’t handle this coffee, vengeful, Wagnerian, wicked, with nutmeg and cinnamon swirls, with a hint of stevia, with a hint of vanilla, with a hint of rum, with a hint of whisky, with a hint of cherry, with a hint of fruit overtones, with a hint of drugs spicing up the coffee, spendific, speeding, splendid, superior accept no substitutes, survived the Vietnam war, the Iraq war, the Afghan war, the first and Second Korean war, World War 11, the war on poverty, the war on drugs, the war on black people, the sexual revolution, Soulful as a summer’s night in MOTOWN- James Brown approved, TOP approved, Berkeley approved, the coffee that Jimmy Hendrix drank before he died, the coffee that Elvis drank on his last breakfast, the coffee that Barry White crooned as he drank his cup of coffee – and the coffee that made the white boy play stand up and play that funky music, the coffee that made Jonny B Goode play his guitar, and made Jonny bet the devil his soul after he drank his morning cup of righteous coffee and the coffee that make the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll, the coffee your mother warned you against drinking, the coffee that Napoleon drank when he became the Emperor of all Europe, the Coffee that Beethoven drank when he wrote the Ninth symphony, the coffee that Mozart drank as he wrote his last symphony, the coffee that Lincoln drank before he was killed, the Hemingway drank before he killed himself, the coffee that started the 60’s, and ended the 20th century, the coffee that Lenin drank as he plotted revolution, the coffee that Hitler and Stalin drank with FDR as they divided up the world after World War 11,
I woke up feeling great today,
alive with joy and energy
Then at the park, to my dismay,
an old She-Devil I did see!
She’s back in town. I’ve got the blues!
Again, I’ll see her smarmy smile.
“It’s great to see you, Hon!” she’ll ooze.
Behind her grin lurk gall and guile.
My friends and I must watch our backs,
where daggers she once plunged in deep.
It’s difficult to foil attacks
by evil. Does it ever sleep?
At sabotage, she’s skilled and slick.
No reputation’s safe with her.
This woman’s warped; she really sick.
If you should meet her, you’d concur!
entered in John Hamilton's NA Re-run Contest June 22, 2019
revised for Tania Kitchin's contest It Was a Good Morning Until--
February 11, 2021
March 23, 2021
entered in the It Only Seems That Way contest placed 7th of 10
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
December 18, 2021
entered in the King-Size Bull Crap Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Lifeblood of democracy hemorrhaging
ousting the "FAKE" president only recourse
to staunch impending grim demise,
since forefathers drafted
United States Constitution
ratified more'n two centuries ago
hoi polloi must take to the streets
denouncing severe curtailment
impinging sacred freedom of speech
linkedin with paramount bedrock provision
accessing unvarnished flint stoned "truth,"
nonetheless commander in chief
he quakingly, staunchly, vociferously...
excoriates, lacerates, repudiates...
one damning hermetically sealed,
iniquitous airtight, vacuum packed
flagrant misuse of power,
(not to mention nepotism)
invidious, insidious, injurious... infractions
incontestable, incontrovertible, contemptible...
significant melange in führer
re: hating deplorably
crooked basely barren
factual exposé after another,
deft correspondents all not quiet
along western front
(I heard Maria - mull remark)
bring "to light" execrable,
lamentable reprehensible...
gross transgressions
commander in chief
significantly overstepped
Pulitzer prize winning
prestigious storied publications
scathingly trounced, pillaried,
lambasted, insulted, denounced,
butchered, critiqued, demonized,
fricassed, gored, humiliated,...
pummeled, quartered, reviled
courageously expounding fiend
ensconced within his Taj Mahal
impregnable donjon, whereat he trumpets
laurels asper, nonpareil administration
laying groundless accusations
baring his white fangs,
twittering, naysaying, mocking.. supreme
renown gifted by "honest Abe"
recalcitrant commander in chief,
who refutes objectionable
dogged investigative journalism
every step of the way,
where dedicated news gatherers
risk life and limb
firing line reportage troopers
ferreting (foxlike) he/she
doth gopher precious nuggets
uncover alarming undisputable details
impossible to refute raw bits
agent provocateur freely colluding
immediately hashtashed poppycock
smarmy, snooty, snappy
beastly capital one ogre
blatantly castigating diligent endeavors
oblivious pie in sky
delusional egotistic haughtiness
bobblehead vilified by silent majority.
“Eaten Alive”
At first it felt like
A brush of air past my face
A tear drop, the touch of lace
I walked my way to class
Vision low staring at a little coed’s ass
Then the push came
Nearly hobbling myself over
Then came another righty
My gaunt like spastic puppet
I felt another brush against me
There was no one there
I felt a terror inside me
A terror I have never known
Hastily I looked above me,
I looked below
There was no one
I tried to hasten on
My legs felt like they were caught
In a bush, pins and needles
My bag got heavy, I nearly fall
Over as it dropped onto the floor
A thought persisted, this world
Doesn’t want me
I was being physically rejected
The very air denied itself entrance
Into my lungs
Nothing, then a second later it came
In a rush
Like a faucet turned on
Cold water
I was gone, utterly detached
From life
Everything fell away from my mass
Away from my body
I lost neither form
Nor function
But everything else washed away
At first light, darkness
Slowly light flickered
The eyes of the malcontent
Fangs sharp as spears glistening
Like lightning’s stifling bursts, smarmy
In my beat up boots
To think all that work meant for nothing
I bleed out to hungry lips and tongues
Those BazBull bro’s kills what they said they'd save
Chill pill drills ho’s cheap thrills all traditions waive
Rave it's their fave the oldest format what they crave
Pretend that cricket lite ..might a bright future pave
Defend rascals debacles in Oz really was a close shave
Righto was sh*te say goodnight barmy tsunami wave
Did cave in hosts through thick & thin everything gave
So goodbye to the superfly lie cheerio the final wave
All a slave to T20 noble sort of this global sport a knave
Can't stave off woes depraved way they did play.. behave
Smarmy army hell bent heaven sent Tests to their grave
My muse did her fealty recuse
My honor she did stealthily reconnoiter
My discourse was grounds for divorce
Finding my writing no longer enlightening
My blithe parlance no longer my mistress did entrance
With my prose she did forthrightly dispose
Each short she did subsequently abort
Each regaling verse did prudently disburse
Each perforated line truncated with lackluster shine
Each conjured sentence only increased my penance
Each glamorous byline she did smugly decline
Each dilated phrase with a bridling border did encase
Each gilded stanza a burnished extravaganza yielding no artful bonanza
Each tethered word coagulated into a stolid curd
Each bloated quote sunk my creative float deeper in the moat
Each lofty rhyme labeled too smarmy and sublime
My metric time no longer struck a concordant chime
Each literary device neatly spliced would not even a novice entice
Each repetitive, stagnant metaphor made my verse a bore
Each strained, tortured simile engendered no empathy
Each supplanted metonymy a shock wave lobotomy
Awesome to see the 47th President.
And, soon to be, our new, White House Resident!
Being welcomed, warmly at this game,
Number 47…..elected by popular fame.
The USA chose him to run this nation free.
No longer an ugly weaponinzation tree!
War makers who sucked this nation dry.
Better go find another fish to fry.
No wonder Joy Reid shaved her head.
And smarmy,Don Lemon’s career is about dead!
Joe and Mika, please, go cry in your beer.
Endless negativity and lies, ends in our cheers!
12/14/2024
Merry Christmas
Happy Chanukah
HER
No matter what I try to do
Things are never right for you
You always make me feel so blue
Even after, what we went through
HIM
Things will never be the same
Till you stop this silly game
You can’t deny, I’ve tried so hard
But you know, you played that card
HER
What about the time you lied
I saw the cheating in your eyes
That stupid grin, with disgrace
I want to punch your smarmy face
HIM
It wasn’t me you stupid *****
I watched you fall and get hitched
You flirted with him, all night long
It was you that was in the wrong
HER
Remember that you, threw me out
So don’t you start, you crying lout
Maybe you should sit and think
Cause your attitude, it stinks
HIM
Don’t you talk to me like that!
I knew that you’ll come crawling back
And I didn’t mean to hurt you so
But you crushed my ego!
© Copyright 10th August 2013 K.C.Leake
[email protected]
Try a brisk walk at night,
Igniting fire through ice,
It might burn, bite or beat you,
But you'll swear it feels nice.
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Stare back at a stranger,
If their look starts to burn,
You'll notice their angst,
Once they know it's your turn.
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Don't reach to extinguish,
Your ignited tobacco,
Across dinners or drinks,
As ashes fall in de facto.
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Two drunks at a bar,
If smarmy, cheap males,
Will cease to exist,
By all mammals or females.
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If you guzzle or sip,
It goes down just the same,
And the only true difference:
The length of your game.
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Don't drink and drive,
You can't go very far,
Because the door you can't open,
Psst, isn't your car.
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Have sex with a friend,
Maybe two, three or four,
If you don't, someone might,
And next time, they'll ignore.
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Ask Marco, wine guru,
If it tastes good or bad,
The next you select,
You'll ferment, just a tad.
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If you smoke on the job,
Remember to render,
The air, clean and free,
Before returning to sender.
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When two lesbians chat,
They display their demeanor,
Without reference or rapture,
For your decadent wiener.
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Pouring more than you drink,
Is considered a virtue,
Because reversing osmosis,
Can only just hurt you.
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If you're gay and you know it,
Show those not, some respect,
Keep it reverent and subtle,
Spare us all when erect.
(12/30/01)
I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
I pound down the coffee
First thing I do every day
as the dawning sun
Lights up my lonesome room
Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee
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