Could there be anything sweeter,
than our little dog named Fartina,
I wanted to see less of wretched in-laws,
they no longer come over because,
the gaseous funky green cloud,
emitting from Fartina makes me so proud.
I dare say we no longer have mice,
who now stay outdoors, how nice.
When Fartina goes to the vet,
it's a sure bet-
the leery vet techs yell, "Fartina's here!"
and the snooty lady in the waiting room
with the poodle holds her nose, oh dear!
At our family birthday party,
Fartina decided to get frankly, farty.
Our guests were all in a dither,
their faces crinkled, then quivered.
Til, lo and behold, a knock on the door,
pesky political solicitors once more!
Well, lovely Fartina took care of that-
a silent savage air biscuit commenced,
and our unwelcome visitors quickly
vaulted over the fence.
These days bad news travels fast,
but the flatulent antics of Fartina
makes laughter last. ~
Alas, those days are gone! So long Argentina!
Deprived by vaccine law! Must do or be fool-dead!
Viral fear so rapid, the gene-techs’ in fast rev
Ending the long debate, big pharm governs mandates!
No talk of tried and true, gene-play is in fashion
Though it has been decades, with research showing naught
Usurping panic won, in careful thought’s adieu
RNA induction, into cells muscular
Everyone producing, proteins of a microbe!
Spike me with this logic, for I’ll become hostess
Stranger no more to me, I make the antigens!
Of nucleic acid shots, none are like polio…
Now the scientific fad’s gene manipulation
Even in infant phase, unready for the stage!
(12/21/2021: Meridian 342 Bethel Island)
I got rid of the toxins empathically
a path in computer science
unique file for friendships
obsolete a techs understanding
depends how you read
Attentions a beast
Lack of communication
Dates are outdated
we network for a couple of weeks
The way I look at things
went from pager To engineer of a tablet
Sumerian skills I clay any gadget to rest.
I bleed code think frequency
I'm just having Diner on a sky scrapper
wait for the update
ANNA MILLER’S TAKANAWA-SHOP
Merriam-Webster defines chili as a thick sauce of meat and chilies.
His coworker hungers
for American food - pizza, burgers;
no sushi, please.
Home away from home in the belly
of Tokyo, my husband orders —
“I’ll have the chili.”
Two I.B.M. techs relax and unwind
from their workday. Soon their specialty
is served. (Anna Miller’s known for their pies.)
They both nearly drown in hot soup
as they snorkel the deep
peering beneath the shallows
looking for signs
of thickness and beans. Asks
“This is chili? Where are the beans?”
The waitress bends
over and counts,
“One chili bean,
two chili bean,
three chili bean,”
her wrinkled lips serious.
as the rumble of the coworker’s cheeks,
the shaking of his American suit ripple
under his chin.
My husband asks, “But where’s the sauce?”
The waitress takes her hand,
moving it just above the bowl
in circular magic,
“and chili sauce!”
the eruption of Mount Asama
as she moves tiny feet
to another customer.
6/29/2019
Eve’s serpent is no competitor for Dotwin.
Dotwin betrays your trust faster than she can learn your hair color.
A trickster, she glories in people’s misery.
“Oh, sorry,” she says. “I did not know that was a secret.”
Spreading bad news faster than the Internet,
She sneaks around at work, listening to private conversations
That are now never private. Making up part of the story
is also part of Dotwin’s exclusive charm.
All conversations cease when she enters the lunchroom.
Not noticing, she proceeds to readily fill the gap with self promotion.
She has been trying to find a new job for six months now,
Unfortunately, her reputation has preceded her.
We may be stuck with the only teacher who has ever
Smashed a brand new computer to prove to the computer techs
That it can be smashed, during the introduction seminar
Where one announced it was a resilient child-proof computer.
Child-proof, certainly.
Dotwin-proof? Not so much.
He toils each and every day
Without regard to prize or pay
His task is to work endlessly
Such is the life of an orderly!
His duties include everything
Calls to answer, equipment to bring
Never to refuse a call
for he is the one who knows it all.
Not the medicine herein dispensed
but to bring the tech equipment
that the doctors and nurses need
to end their patients suffering.
To help a patient roll or stand
that too is part of his daily plan
he freely accepts this task
and does it hiding behind no mask.
For he you see is poised to be
wherever there is seen a need
to fix or lift or move someone
An orderly's work is never done
So next time you or a love one comes
to a hospital for work medically needed done.
and you need someone to fix your bed or move it about.
Call an orderly..he'lll gladly be there to help you out!
When next your health brings you to this place.
And medical needs you face
Along with doctors, nurses, aides and techs
An orderly wil always give his best!
Three hundred eleven across or over
Activity a coming_going before
Her surgery and after does she need more
Seeing nurses techs doctors in there flying
Several times when all this commotion wonder if dying
Then she slowly would emerge from her door
With physicial therapy taking her over
Not once in the whole ordeal did see crying
(woman across the hall when husband
was in the hospital..Her husband was
looking after her so he called nurses to
wait on her so he would not have to do it.
She was at physical therapy yesterday..)
Bloods, Crips, Kings
Brothers by oppression
yet the sight of colors
can bring on war
While blasting angry
voices through stereos
KILL
KILL
KILL
Beautiful women
Innocent children
lose Father, Sons, Brothers
Future teachers and coaches
of our community under
mind control
These young kamikazes
used to be power rangers
lovers
Now they hold techs
without fear
Batman was their hero
Now the almighty dolla
has them blind
Bloods, Crips, Kings
Brothers by oppression
Why does it seem that all my brothers
Cant escape just what the others
Scandalize just for a profit
Vandalize like they cant stop it...
Infiltrating all our schooling
Techs and nines will make a ruling
At the hands of someone younger
When innocence can’t feed their hunger...
The newscaster on the telly
Will dress it up like mackavelli
Unanswered questions for a rating
Back at 10 deliberating...
Acting like we lost a hold
Of dreams that martin Luther told
We’re letting down the ones before us
Still riding in the back of the bus...
How did we lose sight of what thee
Fruit has sacrificed for the tree
If we don’t get it all together
We cannot predict the weather...
Then the storm will be upon us
Laughing at the ones that bore us
Dragging many chains behind them
With our names inscribed inside them...