Long Sop up Poems

I had an old auntie called Mable
Who could drink men under the table
She’d tell folks of her gout
Sup up six pints of stout  -
then stagger to the loo when able!

11~23~16

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON


My paternal...

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A listing of the fires 
and all the survivors 
will be provided

Names of the dead 
are written on broken cobblestones 
at the bottom of the river

The sheet music 
is in the morgue - reconstruction 
of...

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His real name was Cliff...
But we called him
Cleo Van Hoppenburg,
Better known as "Uncle Cleo",
To all who did love him...
Though not quite normal of mind,
He was the center of attention,
You probably know the kind...

Favorite phrases...
"Ho, ho,...

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I'm here to tell you, if a man lay a hand on you, it's not love.
So don't you dare think it, it's time to move on and find you a new home. 
But if you...

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there's a whole lot of shaking going on and you're all shook up
but that is how life is when you drink from God's cup
life can take unexpected turns and have you all spun around
just remember...

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Clean cut; people clean cut.! Well styled suits, groomed to impress we gel well 
in success, success reads so well.. Glitz is the goal WOW  the 'surface' the substance.' 

Cut so clean.' free standing...

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The sow beauty queen’s 
favorite color is money green
The cloven jaw cutie’s
favorite sound is “cha-ching”

Miss Piggy Lips loves how the cash registers
throughout the land constantly rings

That jade oinkment noise
is a pigmentary salve to her greedy...

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He and she started in a dream, and 
both didn't want to wake up.
So in love, they hardly had to say it - 
they never wanted it to stop.
They looked into each others eyes 
often,...

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John 13 (Part 2)

And now the hour was well advanced
for Him to take His leave.
He'd go the way His Father said
and leave them all to grieve.

He'd eat the bread His Father gave
(the work that He...

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Before they silence my voice
Under jackboots and bone crushing dogs
I must set fort before dusk
As I am shielded 
By his gore
And crafted like Daniel
In the lions den
And Jonah in the whales gut

I must scurry to...

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You are a thief
You have stolen the shine from her hair and the light from her smile
You auctioned off every unmarked joy you took
You put smiles into storage units, and laughs under lock and key
You...

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Trump’s not “great,” he IS fat, his morality’s more like a doormat
To Satan than ‘shining’ example of ‘City on Hilltop!’
His base ‘chokes’ on swill that he feeds them, his fascist black ‘Colors’
Would crucify freedom! “Fake...

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John 13 (Part 3)

Judas only filled the bill;
He couldn't choose another.
He had to choose and send the one
who was His new, gained brother.

Having then received the sop,
then Satan entered in.
The adversary came to tempt
and battle...

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we all suffer from fatigue
we all suffer from pain
we all suffer mood changes
we all suffer personality changes
we all positive and negative
we all withdraw from 
we all obsessive about 
we all abused and abusers
we all harm...

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I do want to live with you; I do want to cook for us. I do want to save money; I do 
want to sleep with you each and every night. 
I do want to...

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Language rots
in memories,
thoughts,
but in dreams 
above all
do lips blow
cherry O's and ah's

rolling hilltops into
milky afterbirth atmosphere
that I tumble down
quite suddenly by ear,

And in the valley pitch...
Blind visions—
Master!
Totem!
Taboo...too clear!
A knife pulled from 
ear to ear.

My tongue...

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That's all science fiction was ever about.
   Hating the way things are, wanting to make things different.
RAY BRADBURY, "No News, or, What Killed the Dog?"

NOT MY BRAND

like being caught with a pack
where authority...

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This past year has come to an end, and it has flown so fast,
A time to sop and reflect on adventures past.

January
In January, we had lots and lots of snow,
We produced some ice sculptures, carefully...

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A Letter to Myself



Should I give up writing
Seems all this bleating and wailing
Bemoaning this lot of love
I am allocated to feel
But never touch

Should I stop showing the world
Such a pitiful and pathetic face
As it twists...

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Writhing and slithering, enters a hissing snake.
What a foolish court jester he would make.
Belles on his toes, an attitude of 'up your nose.'
No warning is needed when he creeps around.
His strikes aren't lethal from on...

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Hear
can`t you hear the sounds of mother earth
telling you something has gone wrong
but yet we pretend
like the voices are not there
              ...

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A fellow gets restless,  walking along the shore,
The mystery is of his making, pondering questions 
that the formless, transient ocean,
all the weathering winds, 
the heaving land,
can never answer.

There is drama that may never be...

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Cosmos the Evil AI Takes Over

in a secret lab
scientists are working
around the clock
to develop the first true AI

they finally are ready
they turn on Cosmos
the first true AI system

Cosmos wakes up
and goes throughout the internet
learning all...

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You walk through the metal detector 
You look at me with a deep seated scorn
You loath that I made you remove your stuff
You had to take off your shoes belt and jewelry
You’re thinking “I’m no...

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Look at those leper thieves in the temple,
crooked preachers taking their crouching cut
Spotted souls standing at the pulpit,
spewing false doctrines of idol prosperity

Blind guides for the carnal-minded simple,
scaly bellies full of paper worms from the...

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