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Looking At Hare, Looking At Me

Soft eyed promoter, softer
Evening's light within
One hare, of what, too, my heart
Drew, moistily, out.

Through which quietness, more airs'
Wild herb scents hung in
Enlarged a soul's own focus.
"Bondship,!" Each thought-sprout.

Land Is No Match


Truly land is the free gift of nature
But women are the free gifts of treasure 
Truly land do not depreciate 
But women are just priceless 
Men may not always appreciate 
Their good deeds that are simply selfless 
Land may bear more fruits 
But women bear more wears 
How much attention to their hoots
That are silent to their children cares
The  fear of men and their stubbornness 
Not enough a promoter marketing sternness 

In case you still doubt your definition 
You are the most beautiful miracle of God
You are a gift from heavenly abode
I not only care for you but I love you dear
For at the end of the day, you are our mother. 
The most relevant documented reservation 
For there cannot be a better gift than a mother to a child
Her heart is so clean, beautiful and strong, yet so very mild
The love that a mother has is so unique and so very rare
No matter how much time passes it will just never wear
She is this guardian angel sent to protect you
She will forgo the world but never leave you blue

Happy Mother's day, dear Mom.

Autumn: The Promoter Of Remembrancers

Embracing solitudes!
From each side, birch-leant
Heard sighed through, but for my sake.
Left with a heartbreak.

Inviting solitudes!
Up each way, birch-lit
Seen flame-blown, but to advance
Time's lone, lost romance.


Premium Member Little Miss Tour Merch

If you want her to merch you? 
You’ve got to earn it.
She doesn’t just wear your shirt,
on her it’s a perfect fit. 

Little Miss Tour Merch,
she’s your top street promoter.
Little Miss Tour Merch,
she’s your biggest supporter. 

No desire to be a roadie,
or follow you to the bedroom. 
She doesn’t just steal your shirt,
she inspired the logo. 

Little Miss Tour Merch,
she’s at every show in town.
Little Miss Tour Merch,
she’s always down to travel.

The new chorus the band green lit?
Before the full song was rehearsed?
She sold it as an anthem.

Content in your practice space
listening from the corner.
She doesn’t just have your heart,
she’s the strings on your guitar. 

Little Miss Tour Merch,
everything but sex she’ll do for free. 
Little Miss Tour Merch,
if you want her?  Play from the heart. 

One beat before the melody,
for her to merch you?  
You’ve got to earn it.

Ode to the Sultan of Slights

You are a soligaster of the highest order, held in pristine favor by your court.  A wordsmith after Satan’s own heart. 

Champion of Doublespeak, a demonstrative firebrand with a MAGA-phone.  An artful dodger, complete with chaotic DOGE. 

Delusions more grandiose than Bonaparte, crowned King of Deception you be a celebrated charlatan who follies in the scam. 

Hats off to the Misleader of the Free World, ‘Trumping’ reality in monolith farce filled fallacies, fabulously flaunting fake. 

Protagonists of propaganda.  Promoter of pandemonium. You thrive in ‘Mythomania’ unraveling truths with charismatic flare.

Purveyor of provocation.
Pestilence peddling Prince of  Calamity.  May you find solace  amongst the shameless.

Ode to the Sultan of Slights

You are a soligaster of the highest order, held in pristine favor by your court.  A wordsmith after Satan’s own heart. 

Champion of Doublespeak, a demonstrative firebrand with a MAGA-phone.  An artful dodger, complete with chaotic DOGE. 

Delusions more grandiose than Bonaparte, crowned King of Deception you be a celebrated charlatan who follies in the scam. 

Hats off to the Misleader of the Free World, ‘Trumping’ reality in monolith farce filled fallacies, fabulously flaunting fake. 

Protagonists of propaganda.  Promoter of pandemonium. You thrive in ‘Mythomania’ unraveling truths with charismatic flare.

Purveyor of provocation.
Pestilence peddling Prince of  Calamity.  May you find solace  amongst the shameless.


Premium Member Job Description Board of the Middle East

Job Description Board of the Middle East 

The Sniper - not Palestinian
The Bomber - not Palestinian
The Thief - not Palestinian
The Terrorist - not Palestinian
The Child Killer - not Palestinian
The Burner of Tents - not Palestinian
The Group that blows up Hospitals - not Palestinian
The Rapist - not Palestinian
The Blocker of Humanitarian Aid - not Palestinian
The Exploding Pager Man - not Palestinian
Plant Bombs in Toys Job - not Palestinian
Booby Trap food on the starving - not Palestinian
Deprive Water to the Starving Job - not Palestinian
Genocide Promoter - not Palestinian
Financier of Genocide - not Palestinian
Propagandist for defending burning Babies - not Palestinian
Killer of Journalists - not Palestinian
Using Ambulances to murder civilians - not Palestinian

However all these positions are open
apply in Israel
they need more persons with zero morals
death is their only currency

Premium Member Penelope Percheron

At popular Pennsylvania State Fair,
ponies were preparing for prissy pony pageant,
promenading ponies' pretty polished hooves,
parading promoter, Percival Poppycock,
promised prize-
pauses, perplexed,
as Penelope Percheron,
a primping draft horse,
prances into pavilion,
petite ponies patter,
prima donna Penelope presents
perfumed self,
pricey pink ribbons, pearly teeth,
panache!
Prestigious panel of judges
promptly present Penelope as
"Princess Pony",
she pirouettes, pulverizes display
of plentiful pumpkins,
pummeling stands,
pure pandemonium,
people, popcorn, peanuts everywhere,
Penelope picks herself up,
proceeds with precious Princess Pony prize,
proudly preening,
positively pompous!

Guess ah

A People Power Champion
that how they speak when
most people say his name.
Stormester Amir born in
Mobius Grander(Parts Unknow) once
blacklisted and removed
from active competition made a
world renowned return
" Amazing Impossible Possibility"
a promoter named his intent to be
Champion.

Due to his inability to get involved
because of his blacklisting
he marveled around and was thought
to be  "Masked Wrestler" and
"Slugger Caul"
Both found to be not him 
when both men were
challenged to be in the same
arena and were both unmasked
by  "Large" Gussy Steeper.
Arco Danzon and Bolero Clave Dinger
were found to be the Masked grapplers
but due to there ages some spoke of a 
wrestlers conspirasy: most ragsheets reported
the guys being both in there early twenties
but the they beleived was
the Masked WrestlerII had wrestled
Masked for more then ten years prior to
this unmasking. This made the return
of the superstar a specail event.

Premium Member 'kiss and tell' 4

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                         ...Ding
          "you have three minutes"
             uttered the promoter

           Ourn eyne were fixed to
                   Each's others
                 whilst it seemed 
                  in slow motion 
her soft mitts dropped each hern queries
         and reached for mine dukes

                             Ding

        "that means switch table two"

  "I don't think they are here" chuckled 
            one uv the participants...

Premium Member 'kiss and tell' 3

.

                         ...Switch
              Instructed the promoter

                       and off went 
                         'his' sweat
                      and the closer
                               got i
                           unto hern
                                net

                     Another ding and 
                            "Switch"

                             At last
                    'Cross from hers
                              mine
                        and the now 
pink gnarled pyramided heap uv queries
          'neath mine closed speak...

Premium Member Did You Say Calf

I was a record producer and a star-maker.
The call came in on a Tuesday, a deal-breaker.
The wife cannot come, but can you sign a calf?
I thought I had heard him wrong, but not by half.

Did you say calf? I asked the guy named Larry McDad.
Yes, he said, she is the most gorgeous one we have ever had.
I was now confused. A bovine? A cow? A mooer?
Yes, and I promise, I will scrape up all of her manure.

“I am a record producer,” I told him. “Does this calf sing?”
“You are a promoter,” he told me. “This baby has zing.”
I made the appointment for the very next day.
He was right. This little beauty promptly blew me away.

She started out with “over the rainbow”
and she was as good as Judy had ever been.
She sang six more songs just as well,
and we put her back into the pen.

“How do I pay her?” I asked Farmer McDad.
“she likes straw and feed,” he said. “Does that make you mad?”
“And you get a percent?” I guessed right away.
“Yes, “ he agreed. “She can start singing today.”

Premium Member The Spirit of November

From where I sat, she entered
not with a sunny day but as
one calm and quiet, smitten
with the threat of rain. 
Mid Fall is a friend to all
and not a stranger to any.
She brings comfort to many
and a harvest for the world.
She believes in celebration
and delights in festivities.
She's a promoter of family,
inspiring travelers to dine
with family members from near
and far. She spends her time
creating and preparing for a
universal spirit of thankfulness.
If by chance you are among the ungrateful
and have desires of dining at November's
thanksgiving table, I'd perish that thought
if I were you. That's because November
is very passionate about the assignment
that her Master has given, and she has
neither patience nor space for any with
an attitude of ingratitude.

110122PS, November Contest. Regina McIntosh

Premium Member Autumn, O Autumn

Autumn, O Autumn, I have always loved you.
Please forgive me if I've not told you so.
From childhood, you have been most special.
Back then, you signaled cessation from labor;
Farm labor that was very hard, hot, and humid.

Autumn, O Autumn. Is there another as
Productive, quiet, and beautiful as you?
Looking out all around, I see your beauty
In many and variant ways; whether it's the leaves
On the trees or the dust from the harvest of grain.
Or a sea of soft picture-perfect white cotton in the fields.

Autumn, O Autumn, you are indeed the great gatherer of
The seed of sowers, promoter of festivity and celebration.
Your voice shouts from the trees, the fields, the white
Clouded skies. Not the shout of noise, but the sound of
Anticipation, the joys and rewards of hard work and the
'Smile of God' upon your bountiful crops.

Autumn, O Autumn, the sun pauses for your entry. I feel
The tame in the atmosphere, the subduing of your presence.
You have come with smiles and not frowns, with lots of goods
To give to all and not take from any. Your God and mine have
Deemed it so. We are grateful for your season and shall be
Givers as you have given to us.

092222PS

Hobble On Cassidy

Trump and Rudy were watching an oater
Thinking up ways to find one more voter
"Hobble on Cassidy
Drives herd mentality
Let's misquote her and find a promoter!"

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