We are fertilizer
We are manure
Vote for our party
We’re the ultimate cure
We’ll best the bloviators
and all the chest-puffers
No one will mess with our
brown-fingered ballot-box stuffers
We are fertilizer
We are manure
Our 'shovel-ready' campaign
Wins the next election for sure
Dazzling across the sunlit ocean floor,
On my way to my alma mater’s shore.
Lavender and rust corals light my way,
Puffers and mantas in graceful display.
Harmonious with neighbours, I stay,
Intuition whispers where currents sway.
Navigating waters both night and day,
How do we say, men who lost their lives without oceans
lot of advice even from the paper puff but still are ignorant as a bleating goat.
Many have fallen before there eyes but is that warning enough,
do they even remember if they have a life to save for the future.
If the puff paper has given its best warning, then what else should tongues say.
And when tears start driving down the faces, if not there last hope, would I bear or fear my life?
No I won't, for every one man shall bear his own load.
Paper puff won't fear nor tear nor even stop being puffed by the market.
You, only you and fellow family will bear the pain or loss, for I have nothing to lose.
Paper puff will puff it puffers too one day, they never stop warning
they never stop advertising
puffers never stop dying
yet the puff never stops earning.
SMOKING NEVER CHILLS
IT FOREVER KILLS FROM WITHIN.
K.OLWENS
In the last four years I have had no seasonal allergies
Thanks to all of Chaga’s wonderful properties.
Then comes along spring of twenty seventeen
And I am back swallowing a bunch of antihistamine,
For I had stop consuming my magic potion.
Really, truly, I had no notion,
Of all its pluses versus its minuses.
Now it comes too late for my poor sinuses.
Chaga, I hope it is not to late to reclaim your power
So I may stop popping pills and get off all puffers.
I believe and trust that you will not let me suffer
So I might enjoy what this season as to offer,
Like the beautiful blossoms and blue skies
without having oozing and watery eyes.
But in the meantime, family and friends, just stay polite
With each time I sneeze, just say "Gesundheit"
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