Twitter
I write on Twitter and vent my views
I never swear, never abuse
I sometimes joke and use satire
I am sometimes angry full of fire
I need free speech as we all do
But Twitter doesn’t like what I spew
So they suspend me, take me off air
Curb your language, yet I never swear
I don’t support Russia in any shape or form
Twitter thinks rape, murder and torture, norm
Therefore, when I say I wish Putin dead
They don’t congratulate, they suspend instead.
Now, I view him as a tyrant, terrorist, despot
I vent my view and guess what I got?
Others’ swear, F off, F this, F you
It’s a thing I never do
So I tested the water one day
And swore like a trooper in an affray
I wasn’t suspended or even chastised
Which proves one thing. Free speech is despised.
David Cox 20/10/22
Please, your journeys suspend in winter
Death's Cold on The Body A Printer.
Correct! To Death speedily freeze,
Not salubrious Winter's chilly breeze.
This you tell Your Dearest Jacinta,
I could same say to Christ, The Carpenter;
Asthma's Patients: inhalers or wheeze!
Often, the time to keep saying ‘’Jeez!’’
They are careful who cherish their lives;
If you don’t against self wield knives:
Demand does Survival True Restraint,
On this Sages should not words paint:
It is not The Best of Wisdom
To in Winter assert ‘Legs’ Freedom...
A little rashness cross we The Bridge
And next catapulted to fridge.
Instead of Suspend Do Intend to Send
What I want to do is instead of suspend,
And should do is to go ahead and send,
For a while thought;
My message sought,
Was one I did intend and no one offend.
Jim Horn
Suspend Actions of Trump
What we should do is to suspend
Each action of Trump and intend;
Reach a screech,
And him impeach;
Time as President reached an end.
Jim Horn
If I could suspend time
If I could suspend time, I would make
My hours with you an eternity, Dear heart,
Though it be but a fleeting moment.
The drudge of day gives way to night,
When I shall see you, and time take flight,
Soaring, tumbling, rushing past on iridescent wings,
So soon to come to rest, spent. And often,
In crystal moments, the voice of wine
Speaks its honest song of love and desire, its
Purple lips seducing the guarded mind to open.
And rational judgment of right or wrong
Suspends, and we speak as one mind.
Past time and time yet to come blur into
One moment, an endless now.
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