Long Spas Poems

I am random, I am impulsive
I speak truth you dont let slip
the first thought and look like a dick
It causes embarrassment yet I live

& this is not a one off event
everyday in some way present
i...

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All these muffled mumble mouths are farting gas,
with a less complex range than an enslaved ahss,
inspiration sadly discarded as they spas,
the rap I grew up with is a thing of the past.

Talent? Witch please, mumble's...

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Here we all are
In this modern day apocalypse.
Social distancing, stay at home....
Virtual friends, virtual workouts,
Virtual jobs, virtual schools.
What would we do without the internet?

Borders are closed, travel bans in effect. 
Concerts are cancelled, sports events...

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My mind a thick fog, a thick fog so deep, 
it threatens to submerge my thoughts. 
I know not why, or how, or even who,
for the fog makes me it's puppet. 
It stutters and now...

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Dear Elon,

Keep up the good work, you’re the man! It’s so fun watching you and Donny drain the swamp. Give my best to the big fella and tell him thanks for fixing the border invasion....

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Endless

Unbroken, never breached, eternity,
“Endless” mystery in billowing plumes of forgiveness
With mercy “bottomless” black holes of torment and terror
Turned inside out - binding “limitless” pain with love’s balm
In wells of ever flowing living spas of water

Pure...

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Picked up Jane and we're walking to the balcony,
and shown where we'll be sitting as the crowds mose-in,

and there's some excitement 'neath the floor we had left,
sparked favored light applause from one estranged bereft,

we're bemused...

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Trump has been breaking laws
create and cause crime with his claws
prefers premiers and skinny shahs
rile up people with his paws
likes pulling at loose straws
at his hamburger always knaws    
likes women who wear...

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Battle Rap With Brenda Chiri

Brenda Chiri don't try me

It's not old and told, 
same gun, bullets roll,
pull it hole 
strolling rhymes, 
quick time, 
literally laying these words at pace 
while you take out a pen...

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Water Sculptor

Life stretches into abundant sheaths swelling with water,
Living breath of the selfless servant cascades through veins 
Drawn into waterways of stalks and roots
Reaching – climbing – filling - shaping
Boughs of mighty oaks and agile...

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Big red buckets and yellow elephants
Standing on mice wearing pink flared pants
Oil filled puddles of many rainbow hews
And crocodile upholstered chapel pews

Armies of platform shoe wearing dogs
Wearing wigs made from living frogs
Thick carpets made of...

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From the Editers Page... Dear Whoretense
                           What are We...

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GREEDY AGENTS, 
FORECLOSERS ON THE RISE. 
BITTER DISAGREEMENTS, 
BEWARE OF SENSELESS DEMISE. 
TOTAL PRIVACY INVASION, 
INSTANT MESSAGE TEXTIN'. 
REFUGEE ALIENATION, 
BIG-BROTHER'S WATCHING. 
GROWING CHILD BIRTH DEFECT, 
THE WORLD'S IN QUAGMIRE. 
GLOBAL GREENHOUSE-EFFECT, 
RAGING FOREST FIRE....

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Everything going on in the hotel is known and controlled by me.
Disturbances, unplanned interruptions, or unscheduled events don't happen.
Anything that should happen, will.
Anything that shouldn't, won't.
Have no fear, I'm in control.
Forget everything, and let me...

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DIET OR DIE

Where have all the cookies gone
Long time passing
Where has all the candy gone
Some time ago
Where has all the cheesecakes gone
Fat girls have eaten every one
When will they ever learn
When will they ever learn?
Where...

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Suppose there is no life in space, just us. And we inhabit Mars,
air condition Venus. Hold family barbecues, national holidays
on Mercury. Fly to Jupiter for spas of ammonium nitrate.
And go farther afield in the galaxy...

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Male Laser Lifting

At first I just couldn’t believe it
The spas out in sunny LA
Are offering “Male laser lifting”
For which some guys are willing to pay
The locals call it “tackle tightening”
Some call it just “ironing the...

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On the night before Christmas got here,
Santa relapsed, got into the beer.
You might think he’s a saint;
after twelve, though, he ain’t.
On a rampage, he shot up the deer. 

Only Rudolph did make an escape;
the elves...

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