Short Dopes Poems

    John Fetterman 
      appears on news feeds again

    Calling ‘genocide-in-Gaza’ protesters ‘dopes’
      so I guess he’s including the Pope
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Ever take an aptitude test and fail
Means you've stumbled off the trail
There's still hope
Join a class of dopes
 Methinks you're dumber than a bag of nails...

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Let some hope dreams reach arms 
first,
Yet come cope. Seems each charm 
burst
Frets from dopes' schemes. Speech 
harms worst.
Debts numb popes. Teams preach 
warm thirst;
Wet rum. Roped beams breech 
barms! Cursed
Vets hum mopes! Streams leech! 
Farms nurse
Pet bums? Nope! Gleams screeched 
swarmed hearse!...

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The backyard squirrels are spooked,
there's a hawk around.
A cat creeps up on them
just as slow and quiet as a snail.

The squirrels are no dopes,
they see the hawk and the cat,
they understand that danger
is a kind of fun.

Looking for nuts and squirrelly sex,
are not all there is to life in the wild.

Unfortunately
the cat and the hawk know this as well....

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Crest fallen try to make best of something
Left lost for US no life of hope returned
All like dopes obeyed the sudden shifting
Alarmed adrift while pointless parody remained

Wracked with joyless laughing nature cries
Arrested skies attest how man abstained
Under cycle siege a reign of mixed belief
Advancing chaos judgement failing all disdained
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The tiles upon the floor
are creaking like the door.
We're doomed to the thieving,
their wicked hearts beating
for money, we have no more.

Our windows freely swing,
letting in horrible stink,
we live by pure luck,
but mostly it sucks;
items are stolen in a blink.

The neighbor's hounds are dopes.
they allow the thieves to roam.
Burglars invade,
thieves come to stay,
My, I think I am broke!...

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Roaming around 

Roaming around with 
Legs fighting flirting 
Writing meeting eating 
Drinking stucking sucking 
Ducking into the well of love 

Roaming around swimming 
Chewing meaning straching attaching fixing mixing of love 

Roaming around the house of 
Cards roads ropes dopes of love 

Roaming around with the smell 
Hell Nell of love 

Roaming around to tell sorry for the love 


With love all 
Jagdish bajantri...

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Destruction and obstruction.
    Cities burn, run by herds!

     
     Anarchy, you see,
     Is no mirror of democracy!

     
     Businesses destroyed.
     Free running shoes, girls and boys?


     Patriots simply do not steal.
     They love this land, with utmose zeal!

     
     Have faith, have enormous hope.
     Mature Americans are not dopes!


             May 31, 2020
              11am PST

              Poem# 1,308...

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