Attorney General Todd Blanche:
not the kind of guy who'll extend an olive branch.
He's another sycophant to the Lord of Misrule,
and has actually been called a "human footstool".
BLANCHE NOMINATION
NOMINATION VACATION
STALL AT THE STATION
Fly brother fly
Those wings weren’t meant to be bound
Over the seas to heaven where grace does resound
And as the bereft
We shall visit you often where memories are kept
Finery Winery resides down Amble Bramble Road
they make vintage bubblies created by old Todd Toad
His ideas are unique, his packaging is more than fine
His tasting rates are posted, somewhere down the line
Wizards, warlocks and gremlins travel out to his place
Once I noted a visitor from elsewhere, possibly outer space
Old Todd Toad’s reputation is beyond this planet now
His drinks are unique; many say “a big fat wow!”
Not all poems are happy
Some are sad and some are sappy
This poem is so odd
It's about a boy whose name was Todd
Todd has hair that is very ginger
He wears a ring right on his finger
His skin is so so soft and fair
He wears sunglasses everywhere
Today Todd's day was awfully horrid
He woke up and he burnt his porridge
He tried to go put on his shoe
But his angle twisted and broke in two
Todd screamed and wailed VERY loud
Outside his house there was a crowd
"HELP ME HELP ME" Todd yelled
None of the people were compelled
With the smell of fire in the air
Todd hobbled over to a chair
He grabs his phone to dial a number
9-1-1, oh what a wonder
Suddenly there's a surprise
the fire alarm goes off and cries
"THIS IS GREAT" says Todd sarcastically
His day is going worse and worse, very drastically
With the bone still sticking out of his foot
He feels a drop of sweat. Todd's shook.
Slowly he begins to faint.
He didn't know today would be his last day.
Cyber poets seeking buried treasure
filled with rushed rapture A.I’s hurried;
Robotic words never ringing no soul,
outraged console steady lagging;
Pop goes the weasel suddenly alive;
Bourgeois contrive it’s meant to be;
Left a jack in the box out of control
technology stole all the word docs;
Infinite is always within arm’s reach,
victims of a breach much too often;
Criminals that dip into a writer’s mind,
the destructive kind with quite a quip;
Murderous impersonation DM’s,
virtuous victim’s dark liaison;
Laying waste to the pen’s process it falls,
there’s nothing that calls or will impress;
Desperately seeking any sparkle,
you are not mortal and you’re stealing;
Cyber poets they cannot look within,
weak source of jargon without a hook.
Everyone tells us what to do when a cherished-Love-one dies.
So, I will just suggest that one should not allow themselves to grieve too long. Spend your waking hours reading and remembering The many years you were all together. When you return to your normal routine at work, school, playtime. get close to people and find new friends, Call a friend when you are in doubt of something.
Have a Prayer Circle in her name and visit with God often. He will direct your steps each day. We get so use to the Earthly body, and so when we don't see it around we get lonely. There are three of you to keep company. Cherish this time together. At Holidays which can be the worst, Light candles and sing songs.
Keep close to one another and always remember when a bird flys by, or a dog barks at you, it might be her saying Hello.
Wishing you all the best for a Happy, Healthy and Loving experience in the years to come.
How could you discuss the Devil
Sitting on a chair you swivel,
Thirty minutes pone still on Evil,
The picture your rival the Devil...
You dont reckon that he wont like it:
That he still knows how throats are slit,
That you might just be his next hit;
On the news found corpse in a pit...
From now learn to focus on God
And our God's right to Moses'Rod:
Satan you fight like you do Todd;
If he means to kill you a nod.
Sing a song a sixpence,a pocket full of rhy,4 and 20 victims,made into a pie,when the pie was opened the guts began to spill,wasn’t that a tasty dish,it gave me such a thrill!
Dear Todd,
Thank you for saving so many lives in
Washington , DC.
A true American, you!
It’s heroes exactly like you.
Who make me so proud of this land,
As I stand under the red, white and blue!
“Let’s Roll,” you told your team!
As your stormed the cockpit, full of our
enemies, a nightmare, not a dream.
The terrorists had to fight your scheme.
Those devils crashed it into Shanksville.
And thus, saved DC, it stands there still!
We do not understand your strength.
We fear being patriotic at any length.
We are not thankful for your deed.
The country forgot freedom is but a seed.
I pray this country is once again, whole.
Where we, like you, do the right thing,
And with your braveness and courage, say..
“ Let’s Roll!”
With thanks, from my red,white and blue heart!
Panagiota Romios,family and friends
9/11/2022
Here lies Todd a selfish man
Too stingy to lend a hand or give a dollar to an unfortunate
Where are the mourners?
Imagine that.
No acknowledgement could be
commensurate nar e'er
equivalent to countless years (scores of orbitz
of unexplored wonder) – left...
(with millstones around neck)
to atrophy on severe truncated
limb mitts, now cause
for silent lachrymose as this
brother doth brook a wake
his pained self actualization
(particularly predicated on
decade number six
unavoidably approaching) uptake
analogous to 2001 A Space Odyssey,
when closing scene
of the film - image of embryonic
"Starchild" left a slake
king unshakable reverberation
Also Sprach Zarathustra
echoing in me noggin since
opening soundtrack did quake
of a much younger self, when seeing
the movie did overtake
puzzlement until I read the book
"aha" awareness did make
that minor mystery resolved, and
now childhood's end keepsake
recalled as the time thy vulnerable
psychological state did intake
pelting asteroid storm cratering a boy
who shied away, to forsake
growing up, and now haunted (akin
to ghost of Marley) not "FAKE"
shackled to an un freed spirit, that
got squelched as if a sudden brake
got jammed propelling this then puny
body electric...now doth ache.
Romanticize a scene
it falls in endless dreams
begin and then you see
that what it is is all it will ever be
crimson petals in a vase
lace curtains rise, open windows
open eyes
kisses soft
whispers cannot compete
of how delicate a moment is with you
leaves drop onto the ground
cold cobblestones
dusk drops upon us
melting on our tongues such is Autumn
until the second we must part
I'll hold you tight here in the dark
Well, it ... it's kinda like ...
you know? It's - I - it's -
it's a whole ... situation.
You get to a ... a mindset,
kinda thing. I mean ...
you have to ... you ...
it is what it is. Sorta.
'Cos I ... well, I ...
So I don't ... you know.
It's like wooah. Hey.
And it's so not ...
Totally. I'm like ...
whatever.
Y'know what I mean?
Lenient friend that is a genius in all aspects of life – he serves me smiles on a clean slate
Obedient and wise, at least in my eyes
Gratitude is in his nature and that’s no lies
Adventurous and hardworking, extra friendly and extraordinary
Never said anything offensive to me because he’s benevolent and considerate
To be exact, he is intelligent, gifted and talented in many ways
Oh, how I appreciate holding a conversation with Logan, my good friend from the east side of the United States – he is a cat person even! That’s brilliant and same here…
Did I express enough of his awesomeness in this abstract acrostic?
Delighted to know that he will be a trustworthy friend forevermore…
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