An arbitrary effigy
Enacts its own soliloquy;
Concocts a taste sensation
Fit to consternate a nation.
What's an ethical conundrum?
Sinful, existential ho-hum!
Guaranteed to whiten whiter
Never lit one cross on fire...
Yet the sugar pills create
A side effect that won't abate -
You're free to spend more time prostrate
Than one can ever stay awake.
Now your own somnolent scream
Conducts a constant marching theme;
Reverberates the eight of Rome
As sifting sand toward sunken home...
If as you glance up at the sky
You still sense wonder from on high -
If with every labored breath
You'll glibly force another step -
Seek some meaning midst these words
Although the cadence is absurd:
NeVeRmInD tHe BuRnInG;
ThAt JuSt MeAnS iT's WoRkInG!
Sophistication…
Epicurean Delight…
~ Chicago hotdog
Though they come in the same container
And each on its own is a taste sensation
Not everyone savors the different flavors
In a Neapolitan nation
We birdies sing of joy and peace,
hoping war will certainly cease,
destruction please desist, decease;
oh pretty please, oh pretty please.
Brothers three we collaborate,
upon these special holidays,
we’re sorry we didn’t migrate;
now it’s too late, now it’s too late.
So we will cheer your holidays,
or perhaps sing for your birthday,
we wish we could sing a reggae;
perhaps someday, perhaps someday.
May we join your celebration?
here and there, across the nation,
we’ll sing for eats, please a ration;
taste sensation, taste sensation.
The New Diet
I've put myself on this new diet,
Trying to drop a dress size or two,
Believe me it's a taste sensation,
I'm loving it and think you will too.
So here is my secret to weight loss,
Success guaranteed to please,
The day I discovered sweet Karma,
Beetroot salad and Greek Feta Cheese.
My body feels free, newly awakened,
Skin tones, complexion much better,
Helped by one simple life choice,
A diet of Beetroot and Greek Feta.
Okay my friends I would even die for “nog”
The most amazing taste in creation
Why is it only available during the Christmas season
I'd pay big bucks for this taste sensation
Imagine sitting out on your patio in the summer
Enjoying that amazingly unique taste
“Yes I'll have another” they'd be heard to cry out
Two more cold ones coming up, due haste
Who could I write to, to make it mandatory
To provide this treat all year round
Not sure, but can someone get addicted to “nog”
Maybe over a thousand I've downed
There are things in life that make it all worthwhile
Definitely eggnog is one of those things
So you'll find me drinking buckets of the stuff
It's beverage that's fit for a king!
© Jack Ellison 2013
A fine meal we had this evening
Somehow though it was not fufiling
My mind keeps slipping over to the Dairy Queen
Holding a frozen chocolate milkshake taste sensation
Sensual and creamy with a sweet decadence
Offered in four flavors for the exotic pallet's satisfaction
The calories hold me in pause, will power stand fast
Keys jingle hand on the door knob.....
Choco' lota ecstasy!!
Varoom varoom!!
The Truth
No,
No;
No!
Be careful,
Do not wake the monster
He
I
Am sleeping
And have slept endlessly
Although the spite rests uneasily on my tongue
I would rather it were so
I have no wish to loose the verbal hurricane
No desire to feel the rage
I do not want to issue tirades of condemnation
I do not think I know enough
I am not a judge
I beg you
Do not push me to this
Wake this monster at our peril
My belief in injustice
Is as acute and as refined as your own
My voice I would rather use for other
Prettier things
Than to gather the rights and wrongs
And all the other collectable scenarios
Understanding
Understanding is the taste sensation
My pallet desires
Understanding initiates love
Indicates love
Ah! speak kindly
Speak of love
Talk to me as if
As if
I were you and had all the experience
You yourself have had
As if I knew each breath, verb, noun and emotion
Know that when you were lost
So was I
Know that in your desperation
All you craved was this
This understanding
Reach in to me
See
So separate are we
Yet so closely
We know the Truth
Our beautiful, creative minds are continually developing,
recognize--the truth in our generation.
Technology advances on the verge of expansion.
Today, we taste sensation, animation in words, art--
We, the youth must perform...
Talented souls roam this orbit which revolves around tradition- WE MUST THROW AWAY!
We can ultimately change the way, this chaotic world works.
Culture must unite in diversity, it's our choice--
Humanity is very unique, every single VOICE!
should be heard, respected, never neglected--
For we the youth are gradually rising...
bringing forth new ideas to shape this civilization--
call it a critique of the creation, which human kind has
destroyed and failed to respect...
We must overcome ignorance, jealousy, hatred!
and continue to build confidence...
Rearrange the truth and emphasize education!
We, the youth must prove, equality in every view.
For we are the future,
Capacity unlimited...
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