Long Wised Poems

I can’t speak for other men but as I grow older I have found listening to my wife makes life easier. 

So when she said we should move to a retirement community while we’re still...

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Nineteen Seventy-Seven Alumni

Some conspiratorial and malevolent force
     must be fast at work
     cranking chronology dial
an extraterrestrial force

     donning, housing, loosing,
   ...

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I never went looking for trouble it came looking 
for me.Bobby Long.He moved in around fourth grade.As far as he was concerned I was chum and he was Mr. Big Bad(albeit)cowardly shark.He picked me cause...

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PERSERVERANCE BREEDS SUCCESS

Jss One was an insult, I cried
Like time should hit full stop,
My breakfast was sweet without
Salt,
My parents tasted like this evil
Citrus,
I continued to hide like Air Force
Was only for my seniors.

Jss Two arrived...

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having grown up with a smoker for a father
i have most certainly inhaled my fair share of second-hand
so i never fell for the allure of big tobacco & the
kool kids
still, there have been parts in...

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All men have born desires 
    garland of the prettiest arm. 
    Want to meet in the loveliest Place 
    Where no hurdle no harm. 

...

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When writing righting poetry proceed with the following corporeal caution:

assimilate before u ass assume
build before u buldge
concentrate before u copulate
deride before u dicktate
engulf before u envelop
fantasize before u fragment
grasp before u germinate
hallicunate before u hypocrate
imagine...

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I really wish I were free from the clutches
You have put over me
You’ve got me bruised and choked and hurt
And covered my eyes so I can’t see.
I cannot show my abuse 
Or my longing for...

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What’s your question?
Do you really have one?
How much longer are you gonna complain?
Cause it’s insane
To keep saying 
The uncouth 
Which is removed
From your tooth
You’re too busy with smoking weed
Instead of firmly planting a seed
Now you...

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As the sun continues to set and rise,
 As the moon continues to wane and wax,
Here I am, continuing like a roaring wave
On the wrinkling sea of life, streaming to
Its shores, to froth and seep...

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Trump's Voice and Its Tone

Do you think this is what Paul Ryan is saying?

Could tell By Trump's loud voice and tone
Sure wish that he would leave us alone
As usual he is mad at someone again
Friendship...

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The turkey's on 
Old man Johnson's farm
All wised up this year

Logging on
To Amazon
About mid November

With Halloween out of the way
They were bound to save
On the items they would need

Which worked out great 
Cause all they...

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The turkey's on 
Old man Johnson's farm
All wised up this year

Logging on
To Amazon
About mid November

With Halloween out of the way
They were bound to save
On the items they would need

Which worked out great 
Cause all they...

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The turkey's on 
Old man Johnson's farm
All wised up this year

Logging on
To Amazon
About mid November

With Halloween out of the way
They were bound to save
On the items they would need

Which worked out great 
Cause all they...

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River flows like usual
It’s nothing remarkable after all
Everything seems so unpredictable
When you breathe under the magenta sky

You live in a life of fame and glory
And somehow you feel lonely, so lonely
This loneliness could kill but...

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Incessantly distinguish applause readiness
Estimate necessitous showing entertainment
A Champion over there I ask where
Society authority mistress speechlike
Fascinates popular quality I poem announce
Action preservatives colonies corianderly
Obtained emblematie of abundance flowers
Used ceremony inedible trumpet bachelor
Manipulation embematic gladiolus drawed
Attention...

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I can remember,
When I was young and nieve,
You could tell me anything,
And in your word I would believe.

Lessons learned the hard way,
From my so called deepest friends,
I really didn't know any better,
Untill the bitter end.

So...

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toss anger, he said
into the bin of waste
waste not mankind’s love
with abuse and bite
the bullet skies
high the eagle flies
why not the steeple
less with feathers flocked
why not the pews on
threadbare knees
that knock and palms
close touch of...

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I think that I shall never see 
A sight as strange as a flying pig .

A winged pig that snout is sky-wised pushed
Against the earth’ fantastic slopping roundness

A winged pig who may fly all day,...

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