Long Whacky Poems

Galactic Strings or Void of Space?

A poem’s akin to a necklace, one fashioned
of water-worn pebbles (from rarest of realms),
stone cold truths tumble-polished, love’s chord weaves together.
Do fossilized beads left behind in Life’s wake
spark faint hint...

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So many leaders leading astray on course for what and why
                    Luring monsters and devils in...

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Un-revelling Rivalry

Who am I to speak of historical rivalry I cannot contest
all the clever myriad truths conjectures and refutations
about the two masters the two foes with huge presence
when history acclaim appreciation is subjective personal 
up...

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I'm driving down Eighteent' Avenoo in Bensonhoist,
I am having a wallear for a hero; I jeet
nothin' yet, and metballs sound great
but I don't wanna wait on line...
like deeze nice kids from North Carolina!
I tried to...

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In the cages at the zoo they crowded around each other
A million milling from father to brother
All speaking in a babel a million languages
From clicks and keyboard clacks  to switches and bandages
A group is...

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I write much hic cup ado
About nothing, which involuntary explosive release 
   comes clear out of the hic cup blue
nary a sponge bob square pants handy dandy bellows clue
where in tarnation this uncontrollable...

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The Fault Line

My son sent me a message from the Grand Canyon and a boyo he is
                  ...

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Heaven is compassion where kindness is real
          reaping the soul and its treasures homeward to mind
no clever book needed to uncover truth and the seal 
...

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We love to paint, my muse and I.
It does not matter what – walls, doors, furniture, bricks.
Canvas painting is especially satisfying.
Drawing weird stuff is relaxing and pleasant, but here is where it gets freaky fun.
Adding...

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It is you and me when two become one
          when time passes under a yellow moon
          ...

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Sherwood Forest's were you'll see
Men are being so merry
With their leader Robin Hood
Always trying to do good
One day he made a decision
He needed a nice vacation
So he did a little packing
His excitement was not lacking
Soon...

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I smoke my whacky tobaccy quite regularly.
I smoke my whacky tobaccy along with my morning coffee
and just before lunch so I can bring on the munchies.
A day doesn't go by 
without it being indulged by...

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Is There Life On Mars

Is there life on Mars?
Where is John Wulf is he Retire?
Is he ignoring my honest sister?
Or is he just a flying man of bars?
Read out there that she tribute him
WELL here...

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The cry outburst in the domains still
Maybe today it’s not about the same
Troublesome shoots inflicted by death 
With each fortnight turns lamentations.

Why is that we brawl in this way each
Moment, Won’t you spell mercies upon...

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A crazy gloomy highway,
Whacky streets of birmingham,
Catostrophe like winter bloated in winds
Tremble like passion cursed to flow,
Sounds where i heard the first smirk,
Her eyelashes twinkled like whisky sky,
An irish coffee mocked me to look,
Her raindroping...

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Lose the straggly beard:
Hairy
Harry!

Apparantly, Mr. Ellison fell off the goofy tree and hit every branch on the way down..Grow up!:
Whacky
Jackie

Ms Wong, as per your recent trip I here-to-forth-now-and-forever dub thee:
Bonnie
Connie
(I BEG-YOUR-PARDON!...I'm a licensed dubber!...got papers...

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Have you been in touch with the peddler turtle? He said.
Green one who sings to himself and dances? Asked Jed.
Hoot owl nodded “That’s the guy, he is really something.”
His items are unique, some of them...

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We are part of a website,
Called Ldsmingles,
Full of wild and whacky,
Lds singles.

They spend most their evenings,
And sometimes days too,
Talking in chat rooms,
In groups of more than two.

The subjects are as diverse,
As the group that’s involved,
Theres...

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My disappointed eyes avoid the reflective cabinet in the bathroom.
They are not the eyes I remember, and yet, they are familiar.
I want to see my young, frisky, dancing, lively, hazel eyes.
These eyes are the eyes...

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Luxurious little lemon tree
in the freshest garden next to a pea
was heartily happy and wildly free
She could be herself, and forever see
Chickadee’s nest and a drilling bee.

There was a haunting melody
Somewhere nearby a dog had...

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Never say never
I was still laughing,
still having a blast 
giving my two cents 
on what’s hip and what’s not
little did I know
it’s so not me
that’s definitely not my calling…

Wearing my hat half skew on my...

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Hey Giraffe, I wonder how tall you are!
In height no other animal, on par
You're the tallest of all seen so far
Though not popular, to me you're a star

Some think you are lean and lanky
But I...

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Holier than thou,
sacred as a cow
  anointed with margarine spread;
a Sunday to rest,
some socks and a vest
  and a penchant for laying in bed.
Sicker than sick
and thicker than thick,
  drugged with a...

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