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Premium Member The Illegal Alien Exchange Program

Just how many babies 
Are swapped at birth 
With a look alike other 
That other being 
Some demon or some 
Illegal Alien exchange program 
Being covertly done 
Right under our very noses 
In broad daylight 
In maternity wards worldwide 

I should know 
Being born with bi-fid thumbs 
And six toes on each foot 
Yet, it has to be my sister
She's wicked smart 
Perhaps, too smart for her own good 
And she has a big head
She’s got to be one 

Of course, what’s a little culture shock too 
Beings' stranger in a Strangeland 
After walking the long long walk 
Can’t even talk the strange talk 
Seeking asylum from oppression 
Seeking the land of Liberty 
Feel free to wear their worn-out sandals 
They’ll gladly trade for your Michael Jorden Nikes 

Then again, maybe the exchange comes later 
Some babysitter’s smuggling ring 
Except she promises to turn your little rascal 
Into an angel, for real 
Still criminal but God ordained


O Hedgehog!

Hedgehog, O hedgehog
dear spiny, meek and mousy poppet.
In England
where the tickly grass grows
greener
we galumph in our rubber boots
up to your little
Hobbit nests
beneath the thorny bushes
were you rests.

We the ever scampy
nippers
fill tin cups with wriggly worms
leave then there
by your dinky
mossy dells.

All the pricky hogs
come from near and nearer,
to snuff and gobble
by the brittle briery
and eat their wormy mush.

Our mucky paws clap
in gay and giggly glee
to see that munchy feast,
their piddly
licky
muzzles
chomping -
quite charming.

Adults say, 'we will catch a flea'
from their pin pointy pelts.
yet we shrug
our never minds, and
our don't cares,

even bring
one tiddly tyke home,
smuggling it up the stairs
to coddle
while we playtime
with some jolly good
fun....

Magufulization

Slenderly community 
The land of sobers
Enough for plunderers 
Ground of Ivory
Home of diamond and gold
Is now Magufulized 

No more embezzling
Lazy are working
Respecting their roles
No more liquoring  
This is the land
We all dreamed by

Reviving the airline
Is the biggest witchcraft 
7 wings were booked 
5 have already landed 
I enjoyed several trips
It is a miracle that exist!

The giant is shining
Suffocating capitalist
As much as fraudulent
For they are terribly squeezed 
In jail cell like shanties 
For they lacked patriotism
By smuggling national cake

Go Magu, go!
Dig down to their pockets
Suffocate them deeply
Till dehydrated completely 

Do more, do!
Open the roads for business to grow
Build flyover for traffic to perish
Construct SGR for easy transportation
Do the stieglers to boost economy
Our thumbs are yours 2020
 For ant corrupt Tanzania
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Now Embracing the Springtime Now With Passion-

, winter some yet just five months ago;
When I thought of the snow;
By the hill yard I saw the slopes;
'Spring!' said I, thing of outpouring heated temperature hopes;
'Spring!' sigh said I, 'Yes spring!'
New solar season begins;
NOW EMBRACING the SPRINGTIME NOW with PASSION
~
I awoke and flung the fall flip the winter breeze;
By the grave I saw the march,
March of icicles from fallen branches off trees;
Once upon a midnight halt;
Sunlight lost; 
Edible;
Clean snow, yet debatable?
NOW EMBRACING the SPRINGTIME NOW with PASSION
~
On that day my soul grew vernal, thermal;
Once I sat engaged a non-winter hero;
And snapping watching the time passing;
It was now springtime and near midsummer soon;
The thrusting tree tripping;
And the goldenrods never toppling;
Awaiting still I a morning moon;
NOW EMBRACING the SPRINGTIME NOW with PASSION
~
Eagerly I looked for the tree of spring;
Suddenly, I heard some wriggling, a robin, 
and sparrow sings with such a passion for smuggling;
I embrace the springtime now with passion;



5/10/21   
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021©

Placement in Contest #1


For ALL YOURS (May 11) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Form: Rhyme

Storm-Tide At Robin Hood's Bay

The steep steps go down 
the winding wash,
along the plodded cobbles 
between the cottages
with their smuggling hollows, 
their sleet rinsed eaves.

Beyond the scarp 
the bay tumbles over 
shingle, shale and scree 
to a shore and its contesting tide.

Above my flying coat, 
the crag huddled village
bobs and floats in a flooding cloud. 
I could throw a stick
at the sea here
and the wind, like a dog
would fetch it, 
and more will come back,
as if ancient voices
returned to us from the deep.

Now a chopping fray,
squabbles at a brim where 
flurries of tern and guillemot 
trawl for brill;
a pell-mell of light 
roiling on a harrying spray.

Today, I allow myself to fail
here at the surging squall,
and crashing crests;
to lapse and founder -
to be redone under
a gulping spell of myself.


Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet

Give me a kiss
Under the stars
And serenade
Will be my surprise
Give me your love
In return, I tear off
A starry galactical bit
And that piece of cosmos 
I will set at your feet

So wonderful, decent
My Prince of Desire, 
Such a pleasure to listen
To your gracious whisper

Well, loving and being loved
Means everything
While loving is nothing,
To be loved is something

I’m surprised honey
Really surprised
By the products
Of your mind
You’re my
Super-intelligent God

I live modestly for the present
I live one day at a time…
I live a humble life
I’m a thug loving donor
A warrior
There is no stronger bond
Than our

You’re my impeccable replica
Immaculate match, my love
A mirror image, identical twin
Coequal, a ringer, a carbon copy
There is no better merging
In such a high grade blending
When love cultivate 
Grow cast-iron able-bodied
Merely prospering 
In an ideal coupling

You are the cutpurse embezzler
Heartbreaking housebreaker
Smuggling pirate,  a sexy thief
A hijacking mischief
You snitch-snatched
 my heartstrings

I am the invincible giant, a Goliath
A behemoth colossus, an elephant
A virtuoso champion, a titan titlist
Well-rounded sure-handed Medallist
I did a good job in stealing it
No concurrent could defeat me in it
© Aniko Puky  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Making Money Off the Church Contest

At the end of every service each Sunday afternoon,
While walking out the back doors many sing a special tune,

Tables are set up with food and toiletries on top,
It becomes like a free food store or a gift shop,

Some Sundays there is bread, cakes and different brands of cereal,
Other times there are candles, clothes and cosmetic material,

Whatever the blessing, it is open to anyone from the congregation,
This is just an extra, not the church’s obligation

Now some people who attend are very poor, while others just have hard weeks,
Even if you’re wealthy you’re more than welcome to take a peek.

One Sunday there were boxes of sweet scented candles
I watched as a woman took more than she could handle

I offered to help her bring the boxes to her car
I knew that she had parked very far

When I got to her trunk what I did see, were ten boxes, each holding about twenty!
At first I laughed and found it kind of funny

“You must enjoy lighting candles" I said, she said "no it’s all for money"
My eyes opened wide and I asked her to clarify,
She proceeded to tell me everything she gets free, she puts on the internet for others to buy,

Now I ask you is she a genius or a criminal?
Is this something that should be viewed as minimal?

This is like Robin Hood stealing from the poor to make himself rich,
I don’t think that I am wrong for seeing a serious glitch,

The stuff that’s supplied is to help  people that are struggling,
Yet this lady thinks its ok that she is smuggling,

That was the last box I ever offered to carry,
I hope that these act's of hers will somehow tarry.

By: Sabina Nicole
Contest:
Genius or criminal " True Story"
Form: Narrative

Premium Member ICE

MY JAMAICAN TALIBAN IDENTITY THIEVES THERE WAS TONI JAMAICAN JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY SEATED WITH DELITA BERNICE PENNY AKA JULIE PENNY A JAMAICAN TALIBAN FEMALE DRUG CARTEL FROM LIVERPOOL PRISON TO CANADA TO WEST PALM BEACH HOUSING A WIDE RANGE OF IDENTITY POCKET OF NOTHINGNESS CRAVING MY DEATH THROUGH TAMPA GENERAL HOSPITAL DATA BREACH NO FEAR OF JAMAICAN MURDERS SUGAR CANE PEDDLERS HACKING INTO MEDICAL INFORMATION SHAME ON YOU GIRL I DIDN'T FEAR YOUR SCUM WHEN YOU ARRIVED WITH YOUR GUNMAN I CERTAINLY DON'T FEAR DELITA BERNICE PENNY AKA JULIE PENNY LIVERPOOL CONVICTED FELON 9 YEARS SMUGGLING DRUGS FROM CANADA TO ENGLAND BACK TO PATTERSON NEW JERSEY DRUG SMUGGLERS JAMAICAN MULES.MULES STINKING MULES STEALING AMERICAN IDENTITIES TO FUND YOUR NETWORK OF FRAUD DATA BREACHES JAMAICAN TALIBAN CULT ICE WILL REMOVE YOUR OPERATION FROM WEST PALM BEACH BACK TO THE WEST INDIES 

GOD BLESS AMERICA
Form: Naat

Resolutes Desk 1 to Martin

jane birkin
Was the article illusive
In transparent approach
The suitor in study
As students with rome?

Cause and able, yet
There she isn't

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As illustrated to me by martin
The Republic will accept interpretation of hands across America
Career for boarding
Transit and passage agreement

Wheelman

Wheelman

This run is my swan song
After tonight 
This smuggling is going to stop
Every headlight in my rearview mirror
Looks like it's a cop
All these kilos in back
They're weighing heavy on my mind
I can't get busted  
Lord knows I'm too old
To do anymore time

I sleep with one eye open
I keep the other on my gun
I'm the only friend I've got
And I'm not sure, he's one I can trust
What you think is easy money
Cost far more than it's worth
I'm paid from people's broken dreams
It's stained with blood and I'm sure it's cursed

Running on borrowed luck and unanswered prayers
There's no contracts in this business
The only insurance you have
Is some criminal's word
I've used so many names
That I'm not sure mine is authentic or not
My alias changes every time a new wheel turns
Everyone I  meet has to be somebody  I forgot 

The playing field has gotten so crowed
Their all fighting for elbow room
You can't tell the players even with a program
Who's on the take or talking out of school.

Don't judge this life of my mine
Don't put the blame on me
I wouldn't be a wheelman and smuggler
If you and you and everyone else didn't have the need
Form: Rhyme

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