Short Militia Poems

militia colors
out standing guard
~ the snapdragon



posted on May 19, 2019...

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There once was a gal named Patricia
To touch her ass-ets I wisha-ed
She gave me a kick
In my old bailiwick
And called for the local militia...

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A soldier by the name of Patricia
Was teased by the guys in the militia
Instead of a grenade
They made him a maid
In his army fatigues he had charisma...

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There once was a gal named Patricia
To touch her ass-ets I wisha-ed
She gave me a kick
In my old bailiwick
And called for the local militia


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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A soldier by the name of Patricia
Was teased by the guys in the militia
Instead of a grenade
They made him a maid
In his army fatigues he had charisma


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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If you ever meet up with a soccer mom ninja
Watch you don't cross her or she'll chop your chinchilla
Vicious and surly
This dangerous girlie
Avoid her at all costs or call in the militia...

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Deceit
You falsify the truth.
As you stammer across your words.
To employ a hateful militia.
With your manipulative lies, & extortion.
That’s your way of suppression.
Of preposterous imminent immorality of deceit....

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Limerick: Once a bold billionaire from Ma-Lays-She-Ah

Once a bold billionaire from Ma-Lays-She-Ah*
Bought up politicos to militia
They put his money to work
Called him a right proper jerk
Now he pulls rickshaws barefoot in absentia.

•	Read also as: “Ma-Lays-He-Ah”

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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A night of astral castle building 
This illusionist skin became sag
Dropped fleshed , Sharpe human
Abhorrently mirror transfixed 
Naked in her bathroom,
The nectar calling
Dreamed spiritually with a mouth
Remembering last nights sleep
Mother made with love
Daisies in Jell-O, militia told to eat
Sickening me with pedal-taste...

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They never made it to the island. 
I was locked in the coat closet.
We never saw Dr. Bynum again.

The storm drenched the dunes and beat upon our caravan.
The militia gathered at the gates.
There was no going back now.

Samantha was born and in her arms that morning.
Doubts hung as heavy as the drops off a wet sponge.
And so we just moved forward with all that we had....

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ARM THE TEACHERS

Let the teachers be armed.
Lest their children be harmed?

Sir has a gun?
What fun!
What fun?

How can we live
If we know that we’ll die?
From a bullet? A knife…
Or a bomb.

It’s the second amendment
Our right to bear arms?
Read it again,
Please read it again.

Why is your issue?
A well-kept militia?
We need to protect
The state.

Not us....

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     Hitler dead, camps liberated
       Justice arrived for those the West hated

     Germany squirmed at what the shocked world saw
       The Third Reich’s militia seized and declawed… 

     80 years later, Jew-hatred’s returned 
       All the Arabs and Iran do nothing but yearn

     For the day when the Jews are gassed once again
       Today’s Nazis intend to finish what Hitler began 
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They insist on it, what is natural can be supernatural. Vice admiral eat from my 
garden for I am quite admirable for your beneficient militia that is multi-national against the hexagonal eldritch terrorists if not have had an assist we would be wet behind the ears. Protect us from the unorthodox fears that have us bleeding wine from our ribs cut and skewered by spears. There wailing bewildered angry screams making us bleed tears....

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Your dirty hands upon me. 
I tremble at the thought. 
Begging let my spirit free. 
The mad militia I have fought. 

Love still binds my heart to you, 
despite the freely dripping blood.
Your presence on a raging coup,
leaching my shell changing blue. 

Ripping the loaded gun so cold 
from your hot and beating hand. 
You tackle me to the floor I fold.
Tis a  miracle I land.

I am one and one with God. 
Through him the hand we have declawed....

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