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The beauty of this nation is enhanced by the Unicorn,
Captivating kilts are here made and worn!
Encyclopedia Britannica was born here,
You cannot find King penguin Nils Olav elsewhere!
The invention of modern kilt was done here by Thomas Rawlinson,
Beautiful tartan cloth is used for it and admirable pleating is done .
Golf's birthplace is Scotland,
It shares the border of the south with England.
Scotland's Knap of Howar is a historical tourist attraction,
Must visit the place once for its amazing tradition!
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Coming back into this world
being no human at all this time
and not able to talk even at all
just concentrate to waddle in rhyme
You've guessed it, I'd be a Penguin
and I would be the Emperor King
the royal one who reigns supreme
this would be majestic ever to bring
In the many mighty cold regions
all over the frozen globe
they are in the Antarctic
protect each other within their robe
They are so fond of their little ones
keeping them safe within their shell
so clever and intelligent they truly are
to be a Penguin is such an honour to tell!
( If I could come back as an animal then it would be my favourite Penguin, so that's what this piece is about).
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Here in the Arctic land here I stay
the coldest climate found anywhere
though in recent years it's warmer
makes one wonder feeling change of air
This brings these humans over here
always click clicking in my direction
you would think I was a real beau
up here all of us feel a reaction
I don't know what these are about
so many dangers around the ocean
predators abound seeking for food
need to be very careful without a doubt
When the winter comes it's bitter
all of us stick together as one
interchanging to protect from the wind
used to it I am as don't have the sun
Well, this is me can you guess?
my colour scheme is black and white
a Penguin I am one of a King
love my country for me it's just right
(Here I am living in my homeland, all very cold and freezing and I am royalty being a King, yea a King Penguin!)
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Quatrain
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The date’s been set and many will attend
Just the penguin will be wearing his tux
A “come as you are” I did extend
So expect to see antlers on the bucks
In the heart of Sherwood Forest we’ll meet
Guests will include many from Noah’s ark
Each one I can’t wait to heartily greet
The skunk will be seated with the aardvark
Filet mignon is the menu of choice
But heifers were threatening to boycott
So a vegan dish has made them rejoice
And something fishy may arrive by yacht
A songbird choir will be entertaining
(Can’t wait to see the tarantula dance)
Trees will give shelter if it is raining
Elk will surely line up, ready to prance
The Lion King and the Duke of Squirrel
Will receive the red carpet treatment
And Miss Piggy will be our cover girl
Turning heads of many a furry gent
It all sounds so grand, but here’s the best part
Once this party begins, there’ll be no end
Animals live in harmony; they’re smart
And not one other human will attend
*Written July 28, 2014
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Once upon a time, long time ago in a dark forest made up of a dream
a musical note I heard flow I entered quietly wanted to see
Grabbed a boat made of ice cream wafers and off did row
I crossed a stream of lemonade, bent down to drink and saw
A penguin dressed as a butler, handing me a glass and straw
I waved hello, a flipper waved back
Asked him “excuse me but who makes the music here”
His face turned thunder black, letting out a mighty quack
Tweaked his tail and turned, shuffling away from me
Next thing I see is a bush of bright yellow
A sherbet bush, I dipped in my finger
Oh was heavenly, wasn’t I a lucky fellow
But pink sugar mouse wouldn’t let me linger
We must leave this place before midnight
Come he said the jelly king want's to see
Who or what is disrupting his forest
Don’t forget go down on one knee
He sat there on a throne of ice cream
Spoon in hand, he started to eat
Soon the music I had heard in a dream
Came twinkling past me, landed at my feet
Was a bell in silver with a smiley face
Hello he tinkled you looking for me
Hang me on your tree at Christmas
I will play for you happily
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I stay late to steal the night air to owl cry, looking on the virgin ideas to rainfalls. August augmented my hope to millennium laughter. Bell rings to escort the escapees from scandals to bloom as blouses, under virgin legs.
I chain ideas together to fix fact from fiction to whistle blow. I dissolved salt to salute the King on his reign of majesty in the Island to the Icelander. Robb not the knot tied in the heart of bride to the bridge.
Diamonds to dinosaurs from brew of coffee to cough mixture to euphoria hope. Ballad gossips to the failure of adjectives to describe my desire to discrepancy velvet. Penultimate to penguin loves with pedophilia and conversion from deceit to delicacy love.
A family gen that cemented us together is thicker than water fractured by crack of gun sinister love. You refuse to references the refugees on the red light alert.
Label the talents to termites’ hearsay, somber to saga poem that powers my element of thinking to the twinkle of bell to strategic maneuvers
Yelling to yellow leaf yonder aspirant astonished to dangling wire to the wild lives. Courthouse cut courtesy captions in the newspapers very special hot tea in the morning. Dictum the dog master sneak virgin Island and excursion bodyguards to curtail the escalation of situation under gunpoint.
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Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
A box full of thoughts but empty promises equal too this awful crisis can you find the solution? How much dividing and multiplying do I need to add too put smile on your face? You bother my conscience which result in silence you confused me with your lack of emotions / communications became unbalance like a seesaw/ Pain is the weight I carry on my shoulder love is a word that trigger my Soul.
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
Now you try the balance the weight from this free-fall/ Is your glass too full now I give you something too chew on You eat up I hope it’s sweet in your mouth like velvet cake now you just wait have you shaking like a penguin. Can you feel your feet dangling? Have you ever felt cold air in July before? too many people out here play games its chess not checker Jokers! Now what your next step because now you walking on suicide precautions. Have you feeling like a blind man with no directions. I kept my eye set on my targets/ This not practice shot/ I am at the range like NRA instructor
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
Wake up fall asleep back in the same position laying in this king size California bed. Rotate back in the same stands where I left you in see you are like a Street Corner you never change your location same step same person same position same mindset. Now the Preacher Preach the sermon out of Psalms the choir sing the same song every Sunday can I get “A MEN” JCMT
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There was a penguin named Billy
Who had dreams which all the others found silly.
Poor Billy caused a lot of tension
Because there were things he needed to mention
No one listened to Billy.
While all the raft were doing their craft
Billy was coming up with his plan that they all called daft.
Oh he loved star gazing at night
Everyday he wished he could take flight.
He was jealous of the petrels swirling and swooshing around
Oh he tried, cried with frustration each time he hit the ground
Wishing he could be them
From this moment his idea did stem.
The rest of the raft heard of Billy's words
To be shunned because he was a different bird
His decision caused vicious derision
Not worried Billy still focused on his mission
To go to the moon on a giant spoon!
It had been a 4 year operation
The task code named 'Apollo Salvation'.
The emperor and king oh they did revolt
And protested against a penguin who didn't conform to social norms.
Billy lay back on the spoon
Leaving behind great darkness and gloom.
Launching in 10 seconds he tightly shut his eyes
Going to the unknown, a penguin forever immortalised.
WOOOOOOOSH!
Now catapulted miles in the air
Feeling weightless, now flying like a petrel without care.
Billy was now brimming
Flying seemed as easy as swimming!
Away from the surly ponds of earth
For this was Billy's rebirth.
For there were no more tensions, no more decisions, no more seals and orcas
Through his body there was now a wonderful aura.
Billy was always a free spirit, he loved mooning about
Now forever on the moon, day in day out just chilling out.
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I WISH I WEREN’T A PENGUIN
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I wish I were a penguin in a warm protected land
The sunny Galapagos islands, where I could lie and tan
Compete with marine iguanas for a visitors attention
Where guides are paid to be alert n offer me protection
Yes, that’s the location that I’ve always envisioned
Not in this desolate place where I am duly imprisoned
Yes, you guessed it, I’m here in the south Atlantic
Any venture out to sea becomes so problematic
Seas here are overcrowded with voracious eaters
Claiming the right to consider penguins as feeders
Orcas, leopard seals, great whites always on the prowl
One misstep and you’ll find yourself in their bowels
Fortunately, I’m not an emperor nor am I a king
They are giants, I’m just a little black n white thing
They are hardy meals for those insatiable types
But I’m so much quicker I cruise right past the bites
When its time for me to eat and I have to take a dive
Launching myself off the ice, I hope I will survive
Here’s more bad news winter here is brutally cold
Tempts below zero, ice on your nose, a sight to behold
Oh. I forgot to mention we have accompanying gales
So strong and persistent we’re blown about like sails
This environment is no place to grow old and content
I want a new existence and a life better spent
I decided a long time ago what I wished to be
Live in the tropics as a humming bird, a Colibri
Sucking sweet nectar all year round
I can get it easily even when hovering upside down
What about my colors a mixture across the spectrum
I’m getting hungry now, I think I’ll go for a swim
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On the corner of Short con and Long play
sits the neighborhood ponies man
in his pickup van,
waiting to take parlay list deliveries
Feeling leisurely ... not wanting to bounce
on a Cadillac roll,
Trickbaby is out on a stroll
He's looking for a grifter tip
on a hot streak filly,
who runs fast spurred by a mean buggy whip
He takes his numbered ticket buy,
puts it in his lucky left side pocket,
as he holds a rolled, sacred racing form scroll
in his superstitious, money-itching right hand
Trickbaby continues on his daily walk
heading to the hoop chain ballers park
Once there, he takes a spectator bench asphalt view,
and watch some opening moves
of the ghetto grandmaster’s playing
on their custom made chessboards
Long retired from the rat-race corporate game,
Trickbaby got laid back, lounging angles
and always charismatic, well-rehearsed dangles
He observes the walking nylon nets
concrete flash bait some guppy fishes,
and he rises to go where he knows
some quick currency streams are gon flow
Trickbaby captain finger signs the seedy hotel scout door man,
who in turn gives him the proper respect nod of his soldier head
Trickbaby is dressed in his natty, blue-grey pork pie hat,
neon black, sharkskin zoot suit
And patent leather penguin spats —
proper old-school playa shoes
He greets the tall, exotic Illustrated woman at the door,
who extends her psychotropic inked hand
and pierced diamond-studded tongue
Receiving the news of the working crews,
Trickbaby goes up to his penthouse room to rest
for another night rendezvous,
at the corner of Long con and Short play
King Gotham bat gon meet some joker night crawlers;
crack open some new grifter plans,
and watch those wannabe trickbabies get the dreamy eyes ...
Seeing visions of tropical beach sands
Trickbaby true knows that a fake trickbaby
only gon start to ghetto grow up one day,
when you take their milk bottle money away
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God asked Noah to build an ark
he was happy to oblige
but he wasn't so keen
when he found out
what had to go inside
Two of every animal
then you must set sail
the animals were fearful
the whale began to wail
Even the Gnu knew
this idea would surely falter
but every beast preferred this idea
than being led by nose to slaughter
Noah followed the order
from gnat to lion to horse
this was a recipe for Pandamonium
but Noah knew this of course
Seating plans were issued
but an almighty row took place
The lion the king of the jungle
argued that he was a special case
The Queen Bee wanted second billing
while the Emperor penguin demanded a throne
while the homing pigeon panicked
at not being able to find his way home
Nightime was the worst
sleep was beyond them all
with the woodpecker continually pecking
and the gloworm lighting up the hall
The doves tried to keep the peace
as all hell broke loose
while bets were taken on who had the longest face
the horse, anteater or moose
The pandas tried to be romantic
sleep deprivation made their eyes go black
the magpies kept stealing the others duvets
and the squirrels were nuts to turn back
The elephants said they'd never forget
and they wished they packed more in their trunk
while the terrible smell that stunk out the place
was eventually blamed on the skunk
The bears awoke with sore heads
they had drunk all their supplies in one night
while the hyenas found it hilarious
at their next door neighbours plight
The crows shouted blue murder
but the bats were blind to it all
the ravens were ignored by the masses
as all they said was 'never more'
The maggots agreed it was just rotten luck
to be stuck in this mobile zoo
and every time the peacock showed his feathers
it made the pigeones coo
The badgers were set in their ways
the sheep said their wool was a curse
while the spiders got a verbal warning
for using a sows ear to weave up a purse
Finally they found dry land
the hare raced out in the lead
while the tortoise said there was more to life
than doing everything at top speed
Noah was happy that the journey had ended
and this was the end of the road
but at least one species had enjoyed the trip
the rabbit population had increased ten fold!
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EYE of READINESS
-SUCCESS
"We were welcomed by the eagle, who dropped us on our rears, when we finally achieved success, in his eyes. Dropped us a parting tear."
EYE of ROARING TIGER
-BELLY DANCER
"We were welcomed by the cute baby unborn, who laughed and giggled when he saw us. He sought for our hand to hold."
EYE of DISCOVERY
-PARASITE
"We were welcomed by the black widow, who left us when she learned to bite. She seduced and warned of times times and half a time."
EYE of BEAVER
-REDWOOD TREE
"We were welcomed by the tall, strong, majestic tree, which taught us to make homes and bridges."
EYE of HORSE
-MOON SHADOW
"We were welcomed by the crescent moon, which watched over us, like a guardian angel. Did readings of our palms and our hearts."
EYE of FUTURE
-CRAFT
"We were welcomed by the iron-headed robot, who taught us to weld, and work hard at tasks. We were joined by the Dolphin who showed us playful craft."
EYE of ADVENTURE
-POLITICS
"We were welcomed by the lion, who led us into the forest. We laughed at the leopard, who played with us, and at the ostrich, who tried to eat us. The Penguin, who tried to lead us.The Lemur wanted to be King over us and be named Julian The BestOfUs."
EYE of SIX-LEAF SHEPHERD
-SKELETON
"We were welcomed by the hominid skeleton, who taught us how to hunt and eat. To fashion weapon and shield and have reverence for the sacrifice of love and the dead."
EYE of FLYING
-FARMER
"We were welcomed by the bean farmer, who taught us to work the earth. We laughed at the sheep, who told us about the moon."
Eye of Dress Code
-BUILDER
"We were welcomed by the stonemason, who taught us to shape stone into buildings. We laughed at the angles and the way the functionality meets the eye. Architectural refinery of the Fairy mind."
EYE of BEAUTIFUL MOUNTAIN
-WORD
"We were welcomed by the WORD of God, who told us all of these things. How to turn water into wine.
How to be drunk and merry in the living waters."
These verses, woven with passion and grace?,
evoking emotions, leaving souls in its entrace,
words that linger, like whispered wind, on fire.
Imprints left, in hearts, deeply pinned by desire.
Join my quest for fire,
for warmth and burn of principles-
Dire_
Eye of Dire Wolf
HEAVENLY CHOIR~
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As a child, I was taught that God created everything
But when I went to school,
the theory of evolution was the accepted doctrine
That kinda teaching didn't sit well with my parents,
they gathered the kids around, read us the riot act
Their voices dripped with scorn, and they didn't hold back
They said listen here,
don't you believe that crap
If you think a monkey's your uncle,
then you're a simple sap
They said, search the scriptures,
see what God says
And every since then, that's how I'm led
Now I'm a spiritual man, I'm a free thinker too
Yes, I'm a man of faith,
but scientifically trained to take a rational view
So let me lay out my case
against the evolution theory
Give you my pointed rebuttal,
as to why it makes me so leery
Supposition number one,
and it's all I really need
to debunk this theory
that got more holes than Swiss cheese
Survival of the fittest,
and only the strong survive
This is the bedrock of the theory of evolution,
but it's all just jive
God said He created everything,
and we are the sheep of His flock
God said He was our strong refuge
from all dangers within and without
And if you know anything about animals,
then you know sheep are the meekest of them all
Man's theory says only the strong can survive,
only the strong will evolve
But God said that the weakest animal will inherit this green ball
A sheep has no sharp teeth, no sharp claws
They are not predatory,
they don't have a mean streak in them at all
So how did they evolve?
Who protected them when we were supposedly swinging in a tree,
who watched over them when we were in a cave fast asleep?
They are the easiest animal to kill,
possessing no survival skill
So how did they evolve,
how were they able to survive and live?
Tell me this if you will
According to the evolution theory,
a sheep doesn't have what it takes
to flourish in the gene pool
It's weak, it's defenseless
It should've got eaten alive
in the first grade of survival school
How did the penguin and the dolphin survive,
how did the sparrow and the dove live?
Please answer me this if you will
According to Darwin's theory,
they should all be extinct
None of these meek creatures should be around today,
so what's the common denominator, what's the link?
God declared we are His sheep,
and Satan is the strong lion devouring
God protects the weak now,
like He protected them back then
That's just how it is,
that's how it's always been
The theory of evolution is a bunch of hooey,
but believe it if you want to
I melted that Swiss cheese, made it real gooey
Now go eat it with that banana, if your daddy King Kong lets you
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