Short Mumbo Jumbo Poems

It’s mumbo jumbo,
the language of confusion.
Nonsensical words
that communicate nothing.
They have no value at all.
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Dear 'possible' creator of all things,
At the risk of sounding a dumbo:
Please forgive these holy-roly Earthlings,
And all their man-made mumbo jumbo....

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Come play mumbo jumbo mumblety peg,
To see who goes first, we spin a raw egg.
Come be a sport.
Free beer by the quart.
We’ll let you keep a finger and maybe a leg....

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I must reject the holy-moly, mumbo-jumbo,
All that spirituality soup—Chicken Dumbo.
Atheists, Existentialists, and I, Agnostic,
Eschew the false enlightenment—socially caustic....

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mango and bamboo
a combo mumbo jumbo
ancient aroma
bamboo o o o o o
mangoo and bamboo o o

Tanka meanings: A Japanese poetry form, medical painting, Tibetan  body health equilibrium....

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He’s a jiggery-pokery, gibber jabberwocky.
Full of horse feathery, silliness and malarkey.
His mumbo jumbo and haggle dickery is weird and absurd.
If we hire him for emcee, we will be the laughing stocks.
I am sold I said....

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fog
by michael r. burch
 
ur just a bit of fluff
drifting out over the ocean, 
unleashing an atom of rain, 
causing a minor commotion, 
for which u expect awesome GODS
to pay u SUPREME DEVOTION! 
... but ur just a smidgen of mist
unlikely to be missed...
where did u get the notion?...

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I dream in colour all the time
You know black and white is not fine
The colour tones are not technicolor 
A bit washed out like old kodak chrome colour

And sometimes I don't remember much 
Sometimes it's mumbo jumbo and such
The people in them are not always alive
But when it pans out that doesn't matter in the jive.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Murdered by Metaphor
mama called me a psycho
what is it good for?
Mumbo jumbo wacko jacko

humour the double edged sword
tormented, wrists slashed apart
Not alone, you got the lord
horrified and empty depart

Look there, a finer image
could 've been you
scratch the soul! rummage
was the pennace overdue?

requiem the wandering
journey just a reason
shame you find nothing
time again for an open season...

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Squat squawk yakety yakety yak
 Russell through the mambo mumbo jumbo 
as I speak it fumbles
 do you say as I said stop
 repeating but I'm speaking the voice of a parrot 
never stops
 talking it mocks
 and in it's merit imitating me
 I speak it squawks I talk
 it mocks
 the voice of the parent mumbles 
me the voice of the parrot talks vertically


4/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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