US SCHOOLS, US RULES
Yes, in the USA and probably some other places too
Distances are such that they still do bus kids to school
A good local service, as many would agree that’s true
But car drivers in a hurry should never act like a fool
If held up whenever a yellow school bus might stop
The law enforceable rear sign means stop, it is a rule
One never can be sure that there isn’t a nearby cop
Overtaking a parked school bus always risks shunts
Accept the fine, it’s never worth taking it to the top
The driver or monitor can’t be everywhere at once
There will be a kid, who may just suddenly appear
But if they are hit, it’s the driver who is the dunce
They say, don’t ignore the stop sign, but never fear
‘Cos we don’t do big yellow school busses over here
cell life be
to sell your time...
and all-ways have your
phone-on-knee so when...
connect-shunts come you'll be
in a realistic 'ok, act-you-all' as at tea...
stans sand
accursed creepily haunting
Phantasmagoria wraiths
vandalize residents psyches
within their sleep induced state
Sublimation shunts
slumbering souls
unknowingly held hostage
successfully sacrificing
Semi-smothered silent species
snoring simians steadfastly succumb
subsequent sibilant sounds
woo woebegone wicked transmogrification
dilapidated divested bodies deposited
wizard waves wand
watching whirling wretched lovely bones
whipsawing (in toto) within abyss
whooshing whistling wheezing
whets warlocks appetite wakening
brutish nasty nightmare
sinister hulking spirits
steal assorted corporeal essence
monstrous mashing somnambulant
mephistophelian shadowy satanic satyrs
supremely swallow senior citizen bankers
deep within catacombs
of Highland Manor,
deadened defeated Delphic Oracle
relegates human husks,
viz spent embodiments
to the under world lay siege
sinisterly seeding, via sinister spirits
one pure evil particularly wicked
witch thy capering
sickening ghastly plot against
unsuspecting spouse snatched
parch trey gnarled warty claws.
Megaphone diplomacy disparages diplomacy
Weakens links cultivated at great cost
Only to vanish in the twinkling of a fallacy
Spiced and iced for a tit for tat toast.
Megaphone diplomacy hobnobs with a misnomer
For nations blighted by the myopia
Cooped up in a fallacy grammar
Tinged with a dose of danger drama in Dystopia.
Megaphone diplomacy shunts aside tact
To overdramatize a scenario
That with tact violates no pact
Ascertaining partners to a dispute toast in Rio.
Megaphone diplomacy plays to the gallery
Ensconced in short-termism
To gain a political mileage salary
At the expense of more fruitful long-termism.
Powered by vapor and shoveled coal
On leveled tracks to take it to its goal
A mobile kettle seething at the seams
Polished with care, see how it gleams
Smoke billows and rolls out of the stack
Fleetingly turning the cold air black
Pistons, shunts, maintain its motion
Created with hard work and devotion
Large wheels turn with rhythmic clack
Speed near forty, there's no going back
Betwixt towns and cities, it's closed the gap
For cargo and people, it's on the last lap
Proudly it nears its place of arrival
Fine, molded steel and hard to rival
With a whistle and a shriek and brakes applied
It's a symbol of the past in a place of pride
Buffer upon buffer it remains in its bay
Out of steam and puff until the next day
Now used to remind of an industrial past
A far cry from the ones electrified and fast
This prototype of steam of steam an engineer's whiz
Remains for all to see and relive.
Man and woman meet and crumbles
Effect of alcohol and wine, they stumble
Bit by bit slowly they bare
Was it truly love or lust they share?
The moment beginning to seize
Moving devouring slowly abyss
He kiss, hold, caress her side
She reach, dug nails not to slide
Heightening the flow of desire
Moaning sounds not stifle wire
Drop of sweats from the hair
Hot humidity obscene in air
Reaching a rigorous climax
Each one logs down a bit fast
Ragged breathing wavering past
Until, sleep claims them at last
Morning comes
Both wake up and fans
Glances wand to shunts
Last night's emotions gone...
by:
olive_eloi
10:30 am
01/12/2014
Childhood cavalcade upends
Serial stage pestilence
The kind of poisonous air barricade
That shunts the stitches when they twitch open
Human mind, they said
Stock in storerooms with mascara
Legitimate front to foot the system
With a pedal to the heart attack machine
When fanciful rage chops green
Evenly cut to make the barrage simple
As stacks of fallacy float out the door
All the clown scenery comes tumbling down
This thought embedded deed in
my mind like a seed.
A secret pricking its poison
compelling me to scream.
A decision I contemplated noble
indeed.
But magnanimity isn't without its
penalties
My conscience nears dwarfism.
With every blow, as gilt swallows
me whole.
Cold from lies as i am a part of
this mechanism.
Promised that i may never walk
sole
My tears evaporate as I burn
inside.
And red eyes are all that I might
show for my anguish.
Redundant of who i am aside
I have evolved to a beast that i
can't distinguish.
Before long the thought shunts
me.
That i am but a subsidiary
A piece of a puzzle, in this frame
A trivial contract that I now
burry
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