Long Tuber Poems
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*NO LOVE FOR LAZY MAN*
If no food for lazy man
Should he still be loved
The night covers his nakedness
But daybreak is his worst enemy
The sun is never good on his skin
The rain makes him shiver
He's got a tender palms not good for hoes
The work skipped by his hands
Right in his heart he makes up for
He may not lift a stone with his fingers
But his heart moves stretch of mountains
Good things of the world he desires
Names of oldies and newbies found on his tongue tip
He speaks in fables of wealth
Wealth that holds no sweat
He plans on spending fortune he's never earned
A palace he is going to build
He wants maids for his queen which he has not wooed
He speaks of love like a moon tales
The riches brought by the desert whirlwinds
He speaks of a castle to build
Though he's yet a land owner
Choices and traits of his woman
He brags about a lot
Women he wants to love
I guess with mere words of his mouth
The teens are leaving in numbers
Our friend is yet to choose
The virgins are opening the seal and shedding the pure blood
Our friend still dreams of his wishes
No love for lazy man someone please tell our friend
You cast no grains nor plant any seed
You set no trap nor cast a fish net
You sell no tuber nor plough the land
The rain is gone no basket is filled with fruits
The merchant are here
No exchange have you made
The grayhair have doubled
The youths seem to bow for you
When the kids call you father
You know you made no zygote
The sunrise is about to set
Another season gone with no harvest
Still the same stainless palm
If no food for lazy man
Just you know, no love for lazy man
*Conceptual FM ???*
A drunkard, a thief and a con man,
Who was known by the name Greedy Jack,
Lived a life so vile Satan watched him awhile,
Said, "Of sin in his life there's no lack."
He decided to pay Jack a visit.
Thought with this man he'd have some fun.
Said, "Jack, you're an ass. You ain't got no class.
You're coming with me, Man you're done."
Jack asked him for one final favor.
One last night of drinks on the town.
Satan agreed, Jack really could plead,
And Satan and Jack made the rounds.
When at last the night's drinking was done,
Jack said, "I've no money. You pay.
Turn yourself into coin and the drinks we'll purloin.
We'll slip out the door free and gay.
The devil agreed to the trickery,
And turned into some coin on the sly.
But while he was coin Jack made sure he was joined,
In his pocket with crosses, Belied.
Jack said he would free him if he,
Would grant him ten years to be free.
The devil agreed and he'd have all he'd need,
But in ten years he must pay the fee.
In ten years the devil was back,
And Jack knew he had to think fast.
He asked for an apple for he wanted to sample,
The sweet apple tree they'd just passed.
The devil once more agreed.
He even got him to climb up and pick it.
But while he climbed the tree Jack whipped out three,
Silver crosses to lay there beneath it.
Jack told him that he'd let him down,
But first he must grant one last boon.
He'd not pay for his crimes to the end of all time,
And the devil agreed as he fumed.
Jack thought that he'd won the match,
But time passed and he grew old and sick.
He knew he must die and he let out a cry,
"God forgive me I'm all out of tricks.
But God would not let him in,
And Satan said a deal is a deal.
You must wander the earth, this now is your berth.
You're stuck Man. Now how does it feel.
Satan gave him an ember of coal,
To light his dark path as he left.
He carved out a tuber, he felt in a stupor.
He'd use this for a lantern he guessed.
So he now walks the earth a lost soul.
Not wanted in Heaven or Hell.
With a coal in a pumpkin at least he has somethin',
To light his dark path 'cross the fell.
from the news
A tomato met a non-tuber plant
sweet music
a birth to what is known
as potatoes, these days also called fries
Just think if the tomato had not
been so unfaithful trying it on with
any passing plant
What would our diet be like
without the beloved spud
I read this in a paper that extols the free press
With the mild hand of exceptions
These days, the paper has fallen on hard times
and had sold out to real estate
not the two-up and one bathroom
houses in the millionaire class, after all
One has to show class
This morning, an article about jellyfish, that
In my youth, there were plentiful along the coast
of Norway, some of them stung
Now we have to go to the Outer Hebrides to
Find one in shallow pools
What I took away from the morning paper
was of potatoes, tomatoes, and the selling
of posh houses
Can we see all the evidence.? Is justice in residence? Under our glorious sun what dark deeds have been done.? We knew it
By the ( moniker lucky?) Which comes from lucifer.' It never before struck me.'
Now its rolling round inside of me.? Ned
Was a man who got pushed too far, and
The empires tentacles, reached out with fan-fare'
From South Africa, an inspector came and
A mass of Vic troopers, cannibal black trackers, and the papers smeared his name, that was in 1889.! Its quite simple and plain.' 2026 now, Dezi you killed too ( no body cameras worn?) So we are
Told.' Hey you coppers is that real true? Is it
Dinkum? Or just stinkin.? Whats emmenating from your heap.? Are there any real ( lawful coppers.?) Active.
? Maybe
They have resigned, or perhaps they're
Paid to sleep.? Yet let me raise the issue;
Of a battler.' ( known as Biff ) who has
had
A past of law-less-ness.' Yet has turned
around , and willingly gives, out his feats,
just a man of
Benalla where i'd once go to watch the flicks
Turned ( journalist ) you-tuber..in Vic the
Bloke still lives? So he did a minor
tresspass.! at the place where that
(rat-sell.!) Went down, to inform the
general public, about any freaky
actions? And what have we found.? That he's being taken to court..And its rumoured he'll face
A judge he has known for years.? The same judge Dezi was taking to court.!
Yes looks like ( predjudice to my eyes )
And it tolls, also dirge-like in my ears..So
Thats the type of system, in Victoria at least, yet the states are all connected mates.' Its the nature of the beast.! A shame before the world so wide, just corruption and cover-ups on all sides
Cause Biffs legal team (
has left him folks!!) Just like that..As
with Tommy Cooper's
Catch-phrase..( which led onto many jokes.')
Yes that is the absurd reality, so I wish Biff all the best ( and a full public gallery')
May you-tubers, swarm into the joint'
And God in justice the verdict fully annoint.)
I wanted him to be a scientist.
He did not want that; he was willful and stubborn.
So, I let my dream go, but I was angry.
She wanted to become a doctor.
I discouraged this because of all the schooling involved.
She became a doctor in spite of my objections.
My third child was not willful or strong-minded.
She asked me what she should be.
I made many suggestions.
She said no to all of them.
I finally asked her what she wanted to be.
She wanted to be a U-tuber, and an influencer.
She has been working on this for six years now.
She lives at home in our basement.
She makes about twenty-five dollars a week.
She is happy, but she can never support herself.
We may have made a mistake with this one.
But at least we have someone to feed our dog when we are on vacation.
I will not need math or such
I’ll be a U-tuber, the eight-year-old informs me.
I’ll be rich and famous, and live in a mansion.
What will you be doing on U-tube? I ask.
It doesn’t matter, she says. I’ll be a billionaire.
I admire her optimism.
But what kinds of things will you plan?
I don’t have to plan. I can do whatever I want, she lets me know.
I admire her confidence.
I watched a guy on U-tube yesterday,
walk through his day, saying dumb things.
My fourteen-year-old grandson thought he was hilarious.
“He is a millionaire,” he told me.
I think the eight-year-old has it right.
These vast plains of steadfast savannahs
Haunt me joyfully with the silent hissing tune
Of the setting sun, smiling at the
Sashaying clouds of low skies, and ogling select woods.
The earth is brown here (snuff-brown, I insist),
And with the courage of humble humus soil
Into whose fecund wombs the fattest disciples of yam —
Each tuber a testimony to nutritious creation —are nursed.
Need I guess correctly the mating time of sorghum — in the rains
Or in droughts?
Millets keep decent trysts with their kind,
Aping the pullulation of scattered corn, tomatoes and cactus,
And peripatetic weeds, and all other refractory modules of tillage.
Anointing breeze is wafted by the league of seasons,
The illustration of grazing cattle, and singed
Hirsute peaks of knolls near totems hoisted by
Ancestral masters —on foot and on teething caravans.
The pasture, gold-trimmed, reaches the edge of the world,
And glitters with the power of mirage.
Within you, you belabour the point of nostalgia for mind’s
Aging peace fluttering in the distance, a faint, glistening ray greasing
The elbows of noontime.
Large, mourning boulders jilted by jealous streams serve as tour guides,
Deflecting pirouetting spectrums that harass the eyes as you ascend northwards . . . .
Welcome, Rover!
This is Northern Nigeria,
The foothill of God.
from birth until this moment with your family as supporting team
the journey within your space/ time continuum stream
found trials and tribulations comprising the spool o yar existential ream
some incidents assessed in retrospect might now appear
as particularly significant undertakings – getting you grounded with clear
insight into what future dreams may become manifest with yar dear
beloved husband – I aver to when ye will endure empty nest fair
lee soon, whereby yar life will constitute andy and his anatomical gear
whose cupidity, fidelity, integrity, levity, opportunity, runneth tranquil
tiding up for gatherings or packing with his efficient globe trotting skill
bubbling with energy, harmony, synergy through his confluence he rill
lee doth possess – in my humble opinion, though less to take quill
to paper, him this brother in law applauds how he accepted any bitter pill
i.e. figuratively when the fickle finger of fate seemed to obscenely mill
a tate a contrary outcome than he desire, a fighting esprit de corps did fill
his entire being – putting forces of destruction re: no longer threat of evil
which waywardness with this poetic intent to type a birthday cheer
sans thy lovely sister activated thoughts pertaining to positive people dear
as senescence shuttles thine youngest harris heiress who everywhere
she goes affects a blessedly diplomatic, friendly holistic imprimatur
and thus tis probably apropos to attempt to communicate with mere
crude symbols i.e. the 26 letters of the alphabet to formulate the near
wrist approximating her significance in me xy z lived life a prayer
and many a broken wing, but tis necessary 4 me 2 expunge – though rear
the positive presence (most often invisible) whence shari did tear
out from the birth canal even at that early infantile stage did wear
autonomy to evince can do spirit whereby she irresistibly insinuated an air
that inexplicably captivated family, friends, romans….with no blare
ring burst, but she exhibited a magnetic trait – I now heartily cheer
cuz many stepping stones to mine current ah fair
rooted tuber remembered per the unsolicited advice aye did hear
when oft times shuttered in this man cave, hell lair
re: us lee chuckling at online jokes, which laugh tier
medicine for this bot deed father, a pro motor still sputtering each year.
Sixth graders have had the unit on careers. I have introduced hundreds of them today.
We have had guest speakers up the yin-yang, and down the other side of the room
I am confident they know about accountants, musicians, retail, yoga, from career day.
They know about space camp, astronauts, astronomy, bakers, chefs, and things that zoom.
We have been introduced to pharmacists, doctors, lawyers, and a hospital chief.
I spent hours getting people to the event, and I mean over fifty speakers this week.
So it is with great disbelief that I tell you what happened afterwards that gave me grief
When the sixty-graders shared what career they had decided on, giving me a peek….
U-tuber, influencer u-tuber, influencer, influencer, u-tuber, u-tuber, influencer, doctor maybe.
Doctor maybe! I was excited for a second, maybe this child had broken the pattern of idiocy.
U-tuber, u-tuber, u-tuber, influencer, influencer, how much more discouraging could this be?
U-tuber influencer means they do not have any post-secondary education, you see.
They are both the same uneducated career, and truly no career, which they think is stube.
The children of today do not want to work hard for their money, ‘cause…..
They expect to be able to buy a house for their parents by talking on u-tube
Am I kidding? Seriously, I truly and utterly wish I was.
Gaffer
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Wriiten by.Written By: Fluexia HugBoer'
and Aura Dolce Guruto
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" Holding a diesel crow in his hand he vowed the sport of the crow would live through his newly created robot he named the Scarecrow"
Eiche? Tuber canaliculatum? Noisette?
Cavage: The traditional French term for the art or practice of hunting and harvesting truffles.
Le Palais de la Truffe Caveur: A professional French truffle hunter.
Le Palais de la Truffe
Trifolao: The traditional Italian term for a truffle hunter.
Regina Coeli Agritruffe
Brûlé: The distinct "burnt" or scorched patch of land around a host tree where grass and other plants fail to grow because the truffle mycelium inhibits them.
Marks: Small cracks, raised bumps, or surface changes in the soil that act as visual clues indicating a mature truffle were nestled beneath the soil.
"Come on Honey we have to go!" "Ten more minutes" he said she stop and just gazed at him: "You said that twenty minutes ago we need to hurry up. "Damn"! my pants aren't fitting me the same." What do you mean he said, "they are a little tight."Sag es auf Französisch, so klingt es besser" No you: "come on I wanna hear you say something sexy, okay then we need to hurry up!"
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