Short Hashish Poems

There was a chef famous for his quiche
Crowds came in and paid lots of baksheesh
	Feds came into town
	they busted his crown
for his quiche was sprinkled with hashish...

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needles and nettles
thistles and thrushes
thrashers and hashish
each has a has as each
a brother and sister
a mister and missus
a this and a that is
their there and
they're there
and no 
where
to be
found
finding
all is lost
what cost
freedom we
shall overcome...

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You can take strong drugs and write verse
You can avoid strong drugs and write verse
Either way you will enjoy getting published
Some people say that poets are sick!!!
But you out here in "soup" land
Know better
Hashish is a powerful drug
The French had clubs where they imbibed it
But I feel that I shall avoid strong drugs for a while 
And enjoy Thanksgiving...

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It was my much despised dish
But I ate it with relish,
Because of a granted wish
To be served Mackerel Fish
And treated to a glimpsed quiche
But that was rather childish
To a friend acting British
All of a sudden snobbish
And I hated q wished fish
Like Devout Christians Hashish...

Then, I'd been the quite sheepish:
Unstable Saul Son of Kish
For accepting The Despised
After it was a bit spiced....

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Turn the corner
and you will find, some dark figures
huddled together under the rains
of words. In a fractured
embrace. One chunk of floating
pain falls on you. The assassin
had come quietly.

A song was knifed today.

Turn off the lights. A smeared
moon will rise tonight in earth’s
shadow. Now hashish eaters were
coming, now hashish eaters.
Unnoticed, disconnected,
stinging. From olive to bleeding heads,
poetry to prey.  

The koel will not sing tonight.


Satish Verma...

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