What if we have came as far as we can
So now we are trying to integrate
End of night leaving our eyes on a pad
Could you teach A.I. to be bad
Would it know the difference
See we worry about technology
but the weakest link
Is humanity
What dreams would A.I. dream
A byte to eat at edge of a digital stream
Counting down from infinity just to get to sleep
Counting every shoop
Weight that does knot compute
Err
Collective nouns, what do you mean?
Let me present-
A gaggle of geese,
A moose and some meese,
A tuft of grass,
And a band of thieves,
A fleet of ships,
And a flock of sheep
A flock of sheep?
Well, if the goose is geese,
geese are a gaggle,
moose is meese,
So, why is it not a shoop and a sheep?
ENGLISH! I think I might even sue!
I will take you to the BENCH of judges,
There we will resume!
You make a porridge of words
In your cauldron of 'sense',
Whilst you horridly cackle!
Your words need to be observed
Under a great big lens!
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Her face gaunt
whiskers from oddly coloured lumps
wrongly pathed teeth
plunge from
well i called it a smile
but not sure
kindness fawns into darkness
within the youngest eyes
coloured cloth hides
her mumbling wizened hair
thick woven sheets of shoop
dyed in their own blood
still think it should be shoop
wrinkles turn to darkened caverns
within her crumpled clothes
Stale held her breath
in lovers arms
Insects lathered themselves
in her pools of gravity
overcomplicated bone nubbins
scratch on see through skin layers
shivers in the summertime
thoughts of seeing the nubbins
pulling into the dark
seen from child's certainty
are draped shoulder too easily
encircled a hearty evil giggle
I stay close
so many ways disappear behind her
and lights from deep within suddenly glimmer
is home so far away
Thank you and all the fsh's( a fish with no i)
Know eye dear
a dead no aye deer
still no idea
a dead deer having sex without an eye
still no ing idea
Still think a sheep should be a shoop
i will choose what you's i use
...
Secondly
a second lay
a second lied with a lei
of flowers around its neck
just made up a seconds nexts
Part c) me make a hammock
for a worn out see
seas do they sea me
Frankly without thawt ha thought
glitter bunny dusting
with the strand of light
make dance
for a tendrils dri[p
Part in fin
i tee hee
Look at the shinee shiny
Vote to make it shoop
I could be you
but all of us in here
don't want to be me
i like to talk to you
as if we ar really their there
take tour pick
your axe any tool
im the fool wait would you like tea
i know your gninrut
i grin pleases watch your st
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the exits
-----here ( the exits over here)
now th e in hammmock lies
and the m came for a look
scan the poem
have we started...
Day 36a
Dear dairy sorry i milked this
some of the voices in my head are telling me i am crazy
but one of them is humming a tune i don't recognise
don't you hate it when someone answers theit own question i do
i know what you are thinking i look judge mental
i called work told them i couldn't make it in as i was dead
I ran on the spot as quickly as i could
got nowhere fast
Still think a sheep should be a shoop
i did nothing for a while wasn't sure when i was done
There is a sign inside my head that says be back soon
Shhh i am telling them
they don't give me a moment
Went to a pet shop asked them to stroke my hair
asked them to put up a picture of a lost dog as my cat has went missing
Retuned my packet of donoughts the all had holes in them
Anywhys will to speak you too soon
Love Us
spoiler-this might get a bit sarcastic
so an easy off the cuff comment
Lets break it down
so What's is a broken what is
so worried about my cares
you made it shorter than it was meant by one letter
The now so this is aimed at you reading as well
so you know what the means
so next you used a word you have no understanding of its meaning
Matter
now i have to play Holmes
is it the matter that makes up my physical substance
have i changed shape
have i become less significant
do i look like i a considering something
punching my hand out the back of your head
with wait till i get to you
now with you
so what now your an accompliment to my pain
Am I in the middle of a possesion
And finally
the you now is that ewe a single sheep(still think it should be a shoop)
so what i am upset and you want to talk about sheep
or is it the you as in me
so suddenly forgotten my name
Nope
smiled which held the
screaming F$$K off back
then i wrote it to myself
Quo teint
where they keep the intelligence
who was the sexiest of the seven dwarves
Was Bash
Fully interrupted that line
look at that shoop in those sheep
A rolling gather mosses no stone
i mist the sky
fog got
definitively asking what does the mean
why do people think
Pikachu would taste like chicken
so this poem is based solely on the title and its interpretations
so the obvious one is racism
do the blind only see the sound
if you take it like colour
as in shades of pink
is shade just a lesser human
like a lesser red
deeper tones have stronger faith love hate
what if shade is the shadow
we blight on nature
What if it was a shade actually made of skin
sorry thats the serial killer coming out of me
or maybe just a lampshade owned by all humanity
dont listen to him hes a nutter
what if theres a lettet missing
maybe its
an shade of human
naw that disney sound right
A shoop of sheep
a faith of leaps
maybe Christian takes on humanity
the first of 50
maybe its that darkness
that blobs and muds
and splutters
from the pits abyss
that pulls inside
what if it has no meaning
until you give it one
An interesting neighborhood study group
Full of old men and women who often snoop
One had left to take a dainty poop
Leaving the rest of us twisting into a loop
Toilet paper! She yelled with a whoop.
In a minute, we agreed, sending in Dog Snoop.
Madge began to dance, sing, and hula-hoop.
Others ate their pie and slurped down their goop.
Said old man named Jimmy Shoop
Would you like to help me build my chicken coop?
Me you mean? Asked the sweet one, Dog Snoop
Glad he had joined our neighborhood study group.
i love how words sound
dworf- yeah
i still think sheep should be shoop
bo------b how good does it feel round the mouth
my personal favourite
blacnmange
bloomonge
blankmange
Custard
trip the tips of teeth withhold your disbelief
What are lerts
There are signs all over the place telling me to be one
if there was a list of dates you had on a base
would that be a dateabase
y took less letters
c'mon the shoop
end
sofa ukk
ew
----e
did he mean shoop
or they and me
did he mean
so f**k you
yeah thats write
two times
Thrice you say
so faux yew
I say it all to destiny
to hope that never came
to all fired, by particles
to waves lengths
never swam
We are the ones
that f**ked us all
now feel ashamed
I AM
Write i didn't mean that right
i meant the direction
not the words
I meant rite no wait a minute
not that one
or the flying brothers
I meant right as in ok
or okay no i'm not prodding that one
this poem better start
or it wont see the Dight of Lay
I liked the wean(Scottish for child) who tasted glue first
Honoured to see the bullies as the bullied turned their face
Caught the eye of ever trust
Taking hope intravenously or two tablets a day
Watch the sheep
Yeah about that I still like SHOOP
that wants to be a cloud
Seen lust keep me still
Showed my skin pathways for the rain
or the cloud that wanted
Yeah i hung it there
Why no Snoop on the call waiting
this is the amble before
Tried to dodge a bullet we arranged to have coffee
I have worn a skin of oil
as it fed on form below
Not PRI but something MAL in between
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