Long Studs Poems

Another day in dreamland

Wake up.  Watch the sun ease in the light
like the day before, goin back, and on some more.
Cuddle with the reasons why while I collect
my unconscious back from the sky.
Okay, get...

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What happened to my sex drive?

(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone).

Once pronounced libido of mine 
took kamikaze nose...

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You inserted the needle into my veins…
Now, I’m damaged goods that dry on
You sucked up my blood oh so insane
You deserted me by falling for hurtful lies…misunderstood like the dusked dawn
You messed up everything and...

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No one in this morning
The road is deserted,
It's too early under the gray sky,

The veins of my hands,
Salient hands on the wheel
The look Elevated

The white line scrolls,
The colored houses, fled,
Since the curves crossed,

Creeks glimpsed,
The white...

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You’ll never guess whom the cat drug in; have a day where you just couldn’t win?
He came strutting in, smacking his gum loud, dressed to the nines Goth Punk style.
Tats trailed down his left arm,...

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I thought I’d repost this because of the state of the world today and because 
it might help someone see things a little differently or maybe it will just make you smile
I know many of...

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As soon as I landed, Radju, I concluded that these people live like Gods –
Fairy tale like empty airports, queer roads and on them driving cars handsome studs.

One-piece glass in windows and Dutch ware toilets...

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The wait gets longer and the frustration mounts, staying indoors seems depressive, you want to stay out long.
 
       When even the cool lingerie and the dashing ear-studs don't...

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The Dog, the Pig and the Cat

Here is a tale of a dog and a cat
and a pot bellied pig, so pink and so fat
Of days in the garden alongside a farm,
a whimsical story of...

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Rubber lover, Zipperella, 
is not a brother or a fella. 
He has false tits and kitten heels, 
not a chest and ankles made of steel 


His spiky rubber bag is old, 
cleverly patched with a...

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Occupied by the crowd of fair-weather friends,
which i suppose had become today's trend,
i realized that how solitary i am?
just asking for a shed,can anyone lend?
I can't demonstrate my emotions in the mob,
keeping them inside, my...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while peeking through the slots,
      ...

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(Taking headlines from October 1964,
the poem revisits our shared experience ...)

Monday 5: Fifty-Four East Germans Tunnel to Freedom

Back then, it was not in doubt,
(Richard Burton Tony Quinn):
the Wall was there to keep us out?
No –...

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METICULOUS 

Thom Love Pruett – his effect on absolutely
      everyone around him –
Impeccably dressed
Moderately slight in stature and weight
With features suggesting a certain hauteur    and
With promise of...

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It is time for them to run  

In the Jersey Shore tourist sun  

Continuing their three-year-old campaign  

Feeling the warmth of youthful fame  

Before being sent out to be studs ...

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Sopheceles studs chorale the Martyrdom call 'ems
ant-chant Thyme dash and Cheyenne bled-cles
and Mud Squadrorns dove colorblind
Link on-a-role spiked with trail and errs past

Prosed Persident  Mar. Argo near Key Bask Lame
22kay ears like Bugs Sunny...

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There was a pair 
Both having creative flair 
Then another two 
Having nothing to do 
Twins on two wheels 
Looking for a steal 
No need for a club 
Being in the woods with these guys...

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March covers the tiny, shivering buds
with frost, soon they'll adorn women's hair 
to attract mates who seek an intimate affair;
some guys like dark hair, others like blonde hair,
its the choice of brooms, of certain studs
who...

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(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone)

With a flam boy hunt deft jais nais sais quois 
firm lickey split...

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The term "heavy metal" was coined to describe the loud, driving, guitar-based music popularized in the late 1960s. Over the years, bands have added new connotations to the term. A group called Black Sabbath combined...

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The grandstand is gelid by a sharp wintry breeze
Carried off from the field are the last of dead leaves
The shrill of the whistle, muffled calls from the crowd
From the tunnel stampede, metal studs echo loud.
With...

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Technology is changing day by day, 

the benefits? enormous, one might say, 

is miniaturization a price too high to pay? 

not necessarily the smart and prudent way. 

Gemstones aren't what they're purported to be, 

take...

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Technology is changing day by day, 

the benefits? enormous, one might say, 

is miniaturization a price too high to pay? 

not necessarily the smart and prudent way. 

Gemstones aren't what they're purported to be, 

take...

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into the arms of rap that's where its at buiding through the confusion in fusion
got flames coming out my baseball cap I'm in need of a nap keep close to the doorway
fresh rhymes I'm still...

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The poker game wuz progressin' purty well 'til Iron Mike started a ruckus!
Seems he had some spare aces up his sleeve, that dirty, sneaky cuss!
One-Eyed Pete didn't cotton to them shenanigans and drew his forty-four!
Iron...

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