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Premium Member Cannot Tell A Lie

Men's minds are devious at the best of times
Always twisting their stories
I should know, I'm one of dem der guys
Pretty sure I'm no different than 98% of my fellow males
It's inbred into our psyche and of this I'm sure
We're really damn proud of it
However I'm a straight shooter
At the expense of my fellow males I apologize
Hate blowing the whistle on you guys
But I can't help it... as George Washington once said
“I cannot tell a lie”
Everything and I mean EVERYTHING
That comes out of my mouth
Is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth
So help me... Z-Z-Z-A-A-A-A-A-P-!
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Georgie

Men's minds are devious at the best of times
Always twisting their stories
I should know, I'm one of dem der guys
Pretty sure I'm no different than 98% of my fellow males
It's inbred into our psyche and of this I'm sure
We're really damn proud of it
However I'm a straight shooter
At the expense of my fellow males I apologize
Hate blowing the whistle on you guys
But I can't help it... as George Washington once said
“I cannot tell a lie
Everything and I mean EVERYTHING
That comes out of my mouth
Is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth
So help... Z-Z-Z-A-A-A-A-A-P-!”

Georgie
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Cannot Tell a Lie

Men's minds are devious at the best of times
Always twisting their stories
I should know, I'm one of dem der guys
Pretty sure I'm no different than 98% of my fellow males
It's inbred into our psyche and of this I'm sure
We're really damn proud of it
However I'm a straight shooter
At the expense of my fellow males I apologize
Hate blowing the whistle on you guys
But I can't help it... as George Washington once said
“I cannot tell a lie”
Everything and I mean EVERYTHING
That comes out of my mouth
Is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth
So help... Z-Z-Z-A-A-A-A-A-P-!

Mirror Me

The mirror doesn't reflect who you are
It paints a picture of what the mind sees
As men we all have goals but 
With the right woman we have dreams 
Time Traveling with wings 
Made from the waves 
of her heartbeat
Before a man finds himself
He looks in the mirror to climb the mountain
Questions for hills 
The rock hard Stereotype 
Has become a personality type 
Masking the seed of growth
The mirror that only talks with a reflection lies 
A mirror conversates with possibilities
Conversing with myself I learned
A man is strongest when sipping vulnerability 
Chocolate conversations with her
Opened up capabilities 
Dreams go from flight to walking 
Talking about her unique affinities 
Her gorgeous is the icing
Men aren’t scared of love 
They’re afraid to open up
Because before a man finds himself 
He finds hell then digs under it to his grave
Where he buries everything he wants to protect
With, I’ll just do it myself
Until the day he sees himself not as rejection 
But a reflection of God 
Meaning impossible is nothing
Aligned with God a man finds a good thing
Now the mirror is her eyes and in them he sees
Safety, with her hand on the key
He's climbed from hell to heaven
Peace pours from her presence
She cradles everything rocky 
Now we're whispering about a baby
She knows she can be the last straw 
So she builds with bricks
By brick she turns a home into a palace
Men aren’t scared to be soft 
They're scared to give access to their clouds 
Because not everyone can handle the rain
Men don’t want a cheerleader 
They need a straight shooter 
Imagine if Bonnie linked up with Peter 
Contrary to belief men don’t want it all
The want one to have it all with 
Anyone who says the other is still reflecting 
Looking in her eyes I’m reflecting 
I’d go to war for you
I’d lose for you
I’d grow for you
I’d knock down my walls for you 
So we could refurbish a heart
That bloomed from a rose
Because roses see both sides 
Then the two become one
Team over identity plants legacy
We ride together and not even death
could take that away
I’d let go of me if it meant protecting you 
p.s. I love seeing you when I look in the mirror…

Premium Member I Cannot Tell a Lie

Men's minds are devious at the best of times

Also twisting their stories

I should know, I'm one of dem der guys

Pretty sure I'm no different than 98% of my fellow males

It's inbred into our psyche and of this I'm sure

We're really damn proud of it

However I'm a straight shooter

At the expense of my fellow males, I apologize

Hate blowing the whistle on youse guys

But I can't help it... as Georgie once said

"I cannot tell a lie"

Everything and I mean EVERYTHING

That comes out of my mouth

Is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth

So help... Z-Z-Z-A-A-A-A-A-P-!



© Jack Ellison 2014
Form: Narrative


Premium Member Tarnation Trail Ahead

I'm bewildered by what I see yonder,
Now hold yer horses, let's cease to wander.
We're fixin to meet yer coffee boiler.
He's the new one who's not a straight shooter. Whoah!

I reckon he's got an excuse for it.
And he will tell me why he didn't quit.
I'm stumped why he bamboozled you last night.
I thought I'd be cashed in for that big fight.

But I thought we should cowboy up!
You know I'm gonna call that wrangler's bluff.
We'll not run from trouble and skedaddle.
A strong man must sit firm on his saddle.

Grab a bandana, and fetch a canteen.
Nobody's guessed where this trail's gonna lead.


I once road down a lonely darkened road.
The burdens that I carried formed a load.
But I stood determined to cowboy up.
To set my trail straight and clean myself up!

That waddler will learn to ride for the brand.
By my wise warnin' and wisdom's command!
Those punchers all hat, surely no cattle,
Soon learn wild broncos make 'em chew gravel.

Cowgirls too!

These days, cowboys must learn to communicate!
And get the best result negotiatin'
Big change is ridin' hard across the range! Whoah!
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Whats In a Word

What’s In A Word
Humor: by Miracle Man
November 25, 2021

Today, much time is spent on word substituting,
we’re currently being asked to cease using the word looting.
Hoodlum sympathizers have deemed it a racist word,
but to me, looting’s appropriate, and much preferred.

Some waste time lobbying on a better word campaign,
but taking from another what they've labored to obtain.
In every sense of the word you've become a looter, 
and must plead your case before some prosecutor.

Over time words evolved and many are now taboo,
and being called white privileged, I find offensive too.
But I tend to agree and, as always, a straight shooter,
smash and grab is more refined than just plain looter.

“Fools live to regret their words,
wise men to regret their silence.”
Will Henry
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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