We entered the Gumball Rally
My driver was “Backstreets” Tally
With his crazy fast car
We still couldn’t get far
Bad math, no gas, in Death Valley
I do enjoy verbal tennis
wordplay may be a game
outwit outsmart the opponent
is the only aim
lobbing phrases across the net
volley and rally back and forth
no one's a loser and yet
those precious few
who think on their feet
will always win have you beat
Shakespeare is the all-time champ
merely a player with poem and sonnet
through thick and thin he'd go for a spin
and put some English on it
it's fun for all with no balls or calls
and if your serve is up to scratch
unless words fail
at the thought you quail
it's word game set and match
Take one demigod from the melting pot
Give it a Mega-phone (the louder the better)
Mix in a heavy dose of Fox News, make it a bit overbearing
In a separate pot,
mix 70 million evangelicals
2 or 3 million fanatics -depending on your tolerance
Season with lies and fear
Add holy water, a couple of cases of Budweiser and demigod mixture
But first clip a piece of ear and discard
sit in the sun until it boils- stirring occasionally
In divine intervention, a fate aligned
Trump rally chaos swirled, a grace defined
By God's own hand, the light resigned. Amen!
© daniel miltz
Frantic movement and commotion
Fist-pumping, foot-stomping emotion
Slogans shouted, cheers abide
Endless cheers of ‘He’s our guy!’
Music blares, eager midriffs bared
The other candidate’s running scared
Victory takes wing at every rally ~
chasing dreams down blindest alleys
Without further interruption a game, riddle.
Abyssal void manifests a skeleton and a cloak,
he has a sickle but is no reaper,
plays cards instead.
Dealt in a kraken with all sevens,
four on the board but the dice are rolling,
snap you from your reverie.
If this is the grim reality of a toad,
aimed at hue manatee then whose diamonds bled,
all I see are droplets of rubies.
Dave’s Jones is knocking his ship is sinking,
he shows the X but there is no spot,
so where is your treasure?
Extra clue,
sevens are wild.
seasons shift so do eras
moughal era
british india era
parliamentary governance era
america;russia may make an offer to grow to next level
but make india sovereign dependent
britain with brexit may grow english speaking population to next level
but make india again sovereign dependent
china with another fusion sun and gunsmithing may
shoot you down,make india sovereign dependent
find leader in you
rally to polling booths
tally of real rally
had been vacated in valley
submerged by sally
(evaporated in valley)
(a vagrant ((virgin)) in valley)
(very variable vaunting veracity vibrantly voiced in valley)
(got eaten in gally)
(took God for granted in galley)
(has a lot of gall by gully)
(murdered in Mali)
(was sort of smelly)
(would have big belly when in valley
blood of poem runs thin
were great after they had been
famous and free from sin voiced
what I have believed
a great Horn poem you received
now I am relieved
latest and greatest
read Horn Haiku would suggest
have won a contest
he had been haughty
should see her beautiful body
news would be naughty
when we persevere
have a great happy new year
wish you had been here
incorrectly would do steer
my bad news will appear
car was not in gear
Do have a horrendous Horn Haiku
humorous numerous happy day on
display while I will plan to play and
start to pray
Gritty matters to sleep over,
Round last decision not hover:
One should not before a rally
Say things that do not just tally:
Food for thought for mister Sally
Liable to dilly dally...
Begging issues to think over
By even big guys in clover
Though,not about Jerusalem
Nor the street-Tough in Rough Harlem:
Hot matters not unlike sharp thorn,
Parts of the mind that neared them torn,
A sound head in the morn bad ache
And it was for their bloody sake...
Still,matters like thorn Men have torn
And conqueror's face and smile worn!
Psychedelics increase
Poke fun at police
Make Love ~
Grow Peace
We all rally; trying to fix her.
None of us were experts, and now we are screaming
That we are
I know the most about this, my brother is a nurse
I know how to fix her, my sister is a doctor
I am the mother of eighteen, I should lead the way
She lies on the pavement, unmoving.
Blinking her eyes for the last time.
We were so busy arguing that none of us noticed.
She quietly transitioned
On her own,
glad to make her escape.
We are free today to speak our minds.
by the sacrifice of men and women,
Who died from the words they spoke.
and from passion and actions, it evokes.
Rally, Rally around me words,
We shall win, the truth shall be heard.
Rally, Rally around me words,
We shall win And raise our hands.
For which it stands.
Rally, Rally around me words,
For this is the land of the free,
and home of the brave,
and our flag continues to wave.
all red, white and blue
joyful shouts filled the autumn air
hope shined, not despair
God's smile on the earth
positivity and mirth
faith blessing gold air
riding through my town
two thousand Americans
joyful and very proud
freely did express
with goodwill, not destruction
free speech does function
11-2-2020
when military wage war people should rally
delhi be city of rally
bombay is mumbai
calcutta is kolkata
madras is chennai
delhi be city of rally
when military wage war people should rally
delhi be city of rally
border states be strengthened
borders activity be echoed in parliament
when military wage war people should rally
delhi be city of rally
india be synonymous with military might
ministry of war be established
when military wage war people should rally
delhi be city of rally
Make America great again!
Dump your neighbours in a trash bin!
Hang kids in cages!
Scrub names from pages!
Its never a sin when we win!
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