Animal November Poems

It took me years from now to see
I loved the same rain that was drowning me
My early days were filled with joy,
I used to bloom...

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Twenty first century civilization gone?... I askew.

Ah... what luxury to wax poetic 
as freedom to trumpet thoughts, 
ideas, emotions, et cetera will wane,
especially if president...

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	water
	squatter...

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battle between bucks
	deadly duel-decided ~
		scavengers spectate

(November Full Moon – Dakota and Lakota)...

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Vanishing mid-chomp,
kicking up a fluff of snow,
spooked somehow away....

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November second two thousand twenty two...
abuzz with Autumnal thrum

Approximately six weeks since August sum
er re: lazy dog days witnessed lolling about 
sipping cocktails, whose primary...

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Courtesy Google, I learned Dynata...mite!

Constitutes the world’s largest
first-party data platform
for insights, activation and measurement

Earlier today August 28th, 2022,
a representative from aforementioned
market research company
fielded political questions...

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Hmm... on second thought
lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protrudes taut and visible
doubling as drum to drub
synchronized within heart of darkness,
especially when electrocardiogram exhibits
absolute zero...

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leaves under white ice
	moonlight’s shimmering jewels~
		beaver tail swollen...

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Don't weep-she's a tough old broad
she's been through all of this before
the riots-plagues-and socialist rot
9-11 and two ugly world wars
corruption and jack-assed coup attempts
hyenas bent...

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Argh! Oh no for dog's sake...
Uneasy thoughts commander in chief...

Will be elected president
(putative tsar of United States
forever long he lives)
until... he abdicates faux
official crown to...

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Wiley Coyote

Wiley coyote 
you came calling today
in all your wildness,
on your path to an appointment
with survival.

You honored me with a pose 
on my favorite stump!
We...

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On a sunny day,
The herdsman observes,
As usual the herds,
Towards the pasture they heed.
Advance! Advance!
As the slaughtering is today,
The merchant delightfully spends for his pay,
No longer...

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Twas the night before deer season
and all through the town
all the hunters were campin';
there was no one around.

The guys weren't all snuggled 
and warm in...

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upon the fall evening of Novembers moon.
there is the call that makes a small tune.
some may guess it is a familiar sound.
others may find it...

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