Short Mah Poems

Words are fun 
Tah Dah Tad De Doo
Skipping with sun
Carousing in blue

I am eager to drink coffee
From a faerie elf’s shoe
Add a little sweet toffee
Lah Shah Lad She Doo

Writing is amazing
Sah Wah Sad We Sue
Cattle come a grazing
Nah Mah Nad Me Moo...

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Born Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Jr., became "Snoop Dogg"
          Murder was once the case they gave him, dawg

   Tha Doggfather. Iconic rapper and weed-lover, fo' shizzle
Pride of Long Beach, CA("LBC"). He cool, ya dig?...mah nizzle?



Date written: 03/29/2020...

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Another randomness that was created at 1am in the midst of speaking with mah best friend Laura
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
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Grimald!
Oh thoust trembling feline lost in Death's grasp!
Willst thou ever return to me?
Oh merci me, and into the tomb I wonder
To find thy hairless frame.......

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Where Hillbilly Jack
Sent his pregnant wife, Jill,
Was not for a pail of well water.
She tramped up that hill
For some swill from a still,
But returned with a new baby daughter.

Jack wasn't amused
When Jill told him the news,
And he yelled, "Whar'n tarnation's mah likker?"
So she crowned him and drowned him
Where they still haven't found him.
Hillbilly divorces are cheaper and quicker....

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they put me in a rest home to get some rest,they sent 2 skinny 90 pound attendants to my room,they say we gon flip your mattress and they flipped me right.off my bed and now i can-t reach my panic button near the bed cause these 2 can't lift me back on mah bed..please tell me how i will git some rest if i can't reach my panic button for them to send me someone else. Is this.a rest home,let me call my sister viv,she dropped me off at the wrong place....

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i don't mean to come hard, but that's my dog, last night-drunk as a skunk at the local bar, they hollered, let's take him home he live right down the street..um like oh no yawl, where's my dog,  at the house my dog is looking at me like, take yo drunk self to bed . that morning i am awakened by  a loud woof-woof at my door and a loud ka-plunk of his dog pan dropping on the floor and i know what this is for.. i want some mo sleep, but that's mah dawg yawl....

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The thunder booms; the rain, it pours.
We're half inside and half outdoors.
A screened-in porch brings Nature close
But not enough to overdose.

And so we sit and mix our tiles*
As Nature ratchets up the dials.
We gaze up at the stormy sky 
And dripping trees, while we stay dry.

At last it ebbs as we play on
Until the downpour's up and gone.
How cool to watch such changing scenes
Behind the shelter of the screens.

*mah Jongg playing pieces...

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I didn’t win at Mah Jongg,
Losing every single game,
But nonetheless I’d say
That I enjoyed it all the same.

To sit around with friends and schmooze
And then to break some bread – 
There aren’t many things that I’d
Prefer to do instead.

Though often I’m competitive,
With Mah Jongg I am not.
I’m really not too good at it,
But give it all I’ve got.

So even if I have a day
Where losing is my fate,
I still look forward very much
To my next Mah Jongg date....

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My Aunt Sydelle turned 91;
To find a gift was hard,
But then I had a great idea –
A years-old Mah Jongg card.

She’d mentioned wishing that she had
A card from ’55,
The year when she first bought her set,
To keep that time alive.

On eBay I did track one down
To match her Mah Jongg set.
Her face when she unwrapped it
Was as thrilled as one could get.

Way back in 1955
When this same card was new
No one could have quite predicted
It would make a fresh debut....

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ah piece of steel straight up mah back,that's where i want you to place it at. and maybe it will straighten me out  a lil bit..make me continue to fight and write even better,straight up mah back maybe a bolt of sustainable volts yeah right there on this piece of steel up my back to give me some not die but fire power and maybe covid-19 dont' matter, asians dont' matter,homeless dont' matter,black lives dont' matter will go find somebody else to play wit..um tired of this.......

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I am happy that you are mine
I don't need drinks.....
You are mah rum mah wine


From where i bring the words for your praise
Gussa mat hua kro yrr ,everytime i need to chase
I know sometimes I behave so bad
But u r mine
It makes me feel glad

You make me complete
I never gonna cheat
Cheat; with our feeling 
With our emotions 
With our love, and
With our positions 
Which we have in one another's life
And i don't have any doubt 
That you are going to be my wife.e...

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My mah jongg buddies came today
(We’re 5 if all are able)
And thus it was my turn, as host,
To prep the folding table.

It mostly lives behind my bed,
Its metal legs tucked in,
Where it just sits and gathers dust
Until the games begin.

We play but once a month and then
We rotate where we meet
And when the table’s center stage,
The set-up is complete.

The game is over, friends have gone;
The table’s bedroom-bound,
All folded up and tucked away
Until the next go-round....

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We catch up on our travels
And our families and homes.
(Not everyone’s on Facebook
Or reveals such stuff in poems.)

The lives we live are parallel
Though sometimes they converge;
So when they do, on food
And conversation we do splurge.

The game is incidental;
Still, we try to do our best
But even if we lose all day,
It doesn’t make us stressed.

An afternoon of mah jongg
Fills the room with clacking tiles.
More important are the faces
Of the players, filled with smiles....

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