Long Willies Poems

No Halloween Candy

I can't get no Halloween candy.
I can't get no Halloween candy.
But I try, and I try, and I try, and I try.
I can't get no.  I can't get no.

Well I'm walking door...

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(alternately titled: idolizing childhood's end
today April 25th, 2021
generates elusive warm treasured memories).

Akin to significance my eldest sister
felt toward her “Willies” –
(totally tubular fuzzy bendable contrivances
analogous to an outsize pipe cleaner)
until she became a tweener
my Matty...

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Fires at a blue pills lab threw up a cloud
Settling over the town like a great shroud
And this gigantic mushroom 
Created a baby boom
Because all of the men were very proud...

Tom Cunningham 

It’s no wonder...

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LETTER to RON" Diary Notes : Lament at Dawn - A Year Ago Yet Now No Change "
Reviewed by Ronald Hull
8/19/2018

"Quite a lament! The state of Paris at dawn. Just the thought of sewage seeping...

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Let me tell you, about fear . . . 

      I was laying on my bed when I sensed a foreboding,
and saw the flash of a huge, sharp knife moving...

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The cowboy in me always rides on a horse
Wearing six guns, crisp blue jeans and always, of course
My boots and my hat and a fancy white shirt
Though my job is quite risky, I never get...

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Halloween at the Bates Hotel (revised)

The attendant in the Ghostface rig was kinda creepy,
When I came in to pay him what I owed.
“Is there a motel nearby? I’m really sleepy.”
He pointed down a dark and...

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It’s Cultural hypocrisy,
Like monks selling books on oxford street,
Like a political debate on your screens, 
Like when Donald lost Queen Lizzy.

R.I.P to lil peep!
And the other 2 million that died this week,
XXX faked his own...

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Octobar 12

Dear Oprah,
I know that every day you get a million letters. From people doing good. People
doing bad and people doing better. And I know Miss Oprah, that out them million letters,
maybe you read only...

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In the fall of 1803,
The good ship, “The Queen Ann’s Knees”
Sailed out on the bounding seas.
Out of sight of the land
The captain looked grand
As with little ado
He spoke to his crew:
“Men, I’ve nothing to hide!
You...

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A NEW COUNTRY SONG




I was ravaged today
by

three country songs 
on the truck radio 
each moaning the lyrics  
". . daddy's pickup truck"
and "the Georgia mud"
while whining that
"she was leavin' me!".

(God! What woman
would not leave...

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COUNTRY MUSIC

I was ravaged today
by

three consecutive country songs 
on the radio while driving
each moaning the lyrics  
". . daddy's pickup truck"
and "the Georgia mud"
while whining that
"she was leavin' me!".

God what woman
would not leave if...

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Each book in my library must be read, each one, each and every one,
vagrant, homeless papers must find a forever home, I must
edit, amend, revise, reword and condense a poem-
Rattled, I search for my keys,...

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“I don’t know.
It’s been just one of those itchy
dry skin days 
where you know somethin’ has to happen
but it ain’t;
at least not chet.
I was expecting a call but
it hatn’t come either.
The ‘wild willies’ were settlin’
in...

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Each book in my library must be read, each one, each and every one,
vagrant, homeless papers must find a forever home, I must
edit, amend, revise, reword and condense a poem-
Rattled, I search for my keys,...

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Something about liminal spaces gives me the willies in a scary way. 
They raise the tiny hairs on the back of my neck by my C2-Vertebrae
I feel like an ominous evil spirit is going to...

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maudlin

maudlin Monday's mostly mud
halts the weekend with woeful thud
laughs and sillies
get the willies
on maudlin Monday, what a dud

tintinnabulous

tintinnabulous Tuesday
is the second paying-dues day
we head uphill
but it’s no thrill
'cause we’re not there, but we’re on our...

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Here They Come 
Reflecting on When They Won 
It Is the Raiders Who Are Now Living Here 
To Allow Las Vegas To Let Out A Devious Cheer 

Jon Gruden Known as Chucky 
Will Hope to...

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Standing all alone, on a winters night, beside a headstone;
Mourning my beloved one who'd been taken by their suborning.
But alas they've finally been set free, from this pain, unlike me.
Heavy snow begins falling, while wild...

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Halloween at the Bates Hotel
The attendant in the Ghostface rig was kinda creepy,
When I came in to pay the gas I owed.
“Is there a motel nearby? I’m really sleepy.”
He pointed down a dark and dreary...

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I need it all the time
I hunt for it.
I advertise for it.
I answer ads for it.
Anyone else need it as badly as I do?
Oh I'm sure there are a few of you
that would do as...

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he crawls in the filth,
struggles to climb,
finding a convenient spot
he branches out.

begins...perhaps 
the most baffling of all processes.

when done...dormant.
he will be prey for predators of all kinds

as time passes, 
as minutes count the hours...the hours the days
he beats the odds, success is...

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A is for a**l
B is for balls
Share them or wear them
Tucked up in your smalls
C is for condoms 
Of all shapes and sizes
D is for dicks
Made of chocolate for prizes
E is for enlarging erections
Oh wow!
F...

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Come we're gonna have a party wear a costume bring your cat
The cauldrons ready so don't tardy bring your Hocus Pocus hat   

Grab some munchies at the door moaning sounds all that gore...

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Well-established wonder-stricken wayfarers will work with wizards,
who worry worm-eating warblers will wander by with Wyandottes.
Witchdoctors wallowing with Weiss beer will widen willowy wonky
widow’s walks.  Who? What? When? Why? Why not?

Wonderful wearisome woolly Willies whose...

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