Long Teamsters Poems

Isis staind 26+ years of marriage

Yes, believe me you, 
I (also considered the best karaoke singer
for the go-go's) 
putting Shabrina Leonita to shame
back in two thousand and twenty one
once flew high as the eagles 
a...

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Isis staind 27+ years...

of scorpion stinging poison us marriage,
whereby the missus and I,
nevertheless experienced genesis as 
mama and papa respectively.

(jest kibitizing)

thus explaining why I 
(a beatle browed  
sixty five year young adult) 
joined blue...

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without wearing a helm mitt on my head, yet did suffer inxs
of welts the size of cranberries amidst talking heads, whose traffic
mishap of cars unable to Stp, thus this passenger indistinguishable from 
avast metallica Skidrow...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta by T. Wignesan

3. Dolores Huerta

aucun coq n’y annonce la reveille:
les étudiants et les dirigeants des travailleurs 
font partie du piquet de grève contre les...

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I
Where, oh where is Virginia Dare*,
No one can find her anywhere.
Her disappearance is the very worst,
I guess that's what comes from being the first.

*Virginia Dare was born on Aug. 18, 1587 in Roanoke Colony, Virginia,...

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Too, the wives of shearers, drovers and the teamsters of the day 
fought the months of isolation while their husbands were away. 
Still they kept the home-fires burning and would do the many chores, 
just...

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Whenever in the company of his trusted friends
St. Paul Lafargue had always said:
"I sure hope I never get a sainthood someday
- That would be supremely lame for an atheist
 In any day and age."
The man...

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The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators 
And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests 
Make their ramble through the undergrowth hot on the trail
Of a sultry midsummer house party in...

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Ameliorate the sensation sans being caught 
   between the devil and the dark blue sea,
This tethered to the oblate spheroid earthling 
   doth strive toward savoir-faire re:
As the fickle finger of...

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I made it out
To Castlereagh
By peddling
Along the verge
Banjo said
'tis the land of lots o time'
That will do me
Just fine
I seen lots of sheep
Wasn't sure if they were Conroy's
So enquired
Of Old mate
Standing
By his gate
108
In the shade...

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“All poetry soup members stand for a moment of reverence and silence”

Au Soupe du jour our native site stands free
God bless our site in truth we trust in thee
Let’s stand on guard to wave and...

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Wailing in the city beyond bridge and bog
Austerity choking the dreams in cribs
Loans have dried up, at noon there is fog
Leverage everything, he pawns his ribs

She drinks and staggers to the new trade
Traditions fall apart...

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LIFE’S   STRESSES

Day and night  the Tower of London is guarded 
By a guy in a special suit, known as a beefeater.
Should an equal-opportunity female suit be for a  beefeatress?
And  a...

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T  Truth reaching beyond the measure of mere fact
R   Revelation embossed on the bible pages of the mind
U   Understanding imposed through the flowering of wisdom
T    The component...

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Eighteen eighteen wheelers,
Circling my home,
Eighteen drivers
Eighteen helpers
Ready to trash my face

Seems we had a nasty
Highway race,
I went eighteen miles faster,
Never realizing,
It'd lead to my disaster

Eighteen angry pairs of teamsters,
Ready to kill me
What a nerve I...

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