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Premium Member Rinkydinks: Volume 3
Q: What kind of boat might a former governor of Texas have used to help illegals get across the Rio Grande? A: A Rick Perry ferry. Q: What did the official Vatican CPA discuss with a former Pontiff? A: Pope Francis' finances. Q: What is the shudder you feel when you think you've seen a ghost? A: A phantasm spasm. Q:...

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Categories: volume, humor,
Form: I do not know?
A Vacuum of Volume
A hush descends more heavy than a shout, A silent scream that echoes in the air. No gentle whisper, banishing all doubt, But empty spaces fraught with deep despair. The world falls still yet chaos fills the mind, Each unspoken word a hammer's blow. A thousand truths the tongue can never find, While hidden griefs in bitter currents flow. It presses close, a...

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Categories: volume, silence,
Form: Sonnet



Premium Member Rinkydinks: Volume 2
Q: Who is the current Chief of Staff? A: The resident President. Q: What is an old, lame, deaf, half-blind Sherlock Holmes? A: A defective detective. Q: Who is the magician who ate all the pasta when no one was looking? A: The linguini Houdini. Q: What is a day in the life depiction of the First Family on view in...

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Categories: volume, humor,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Rinkydinks: Volume 1
Dear readers, I may still be suffering a bit from April Fool's Syndrome, but I'd like to introduce another Q and A series called "Rinkydinks". It is also dedicated to nonsense, but unlike "Grins and Groaners", these A's contain a smidgen of rhyme. Q: What would you call a buzzard who obsesses about opera and fine...

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Categories: volume, humor,
Form: I do not know?
Where it Began
My grandmother knew the exact moment I was born. She was sitting in the passenger seat of my grandfather’s navy blue Jeep Wrangler. Speeding down the New Jersey turnpike, the windows trembled against rushing air. She closed her eyes and said, “I just heard my baby granddaughter cry.” Every time she tells this story, I imagine my first guttural wail transcending miles of houses, trees, and...

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Categories: volume, anxiety, birth, childhood, depression,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member True event'
I and John who wrote 'suitcase Charlie' were texting long... Distance, on twitter? Or fb? Thoughts flowing free and strong' he was Born in a concentration camp, this Guzulwazski.' Professor and Emeritus.' and an atheist you see.' I said i was resting when He asked me, what are you doing i think.?? When i re-served him that question He replied.....

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Categories: volume, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
My Mother 4-volume
4. Everyone lives life in their own way, But why am I spared, I’d often say. Once more, my mother and the bearded elder, Saved me from death, my life to shelter. It was summer, the skies restless and wild, Sun blazed, then thunder roared, tempers piled. With my wife in a tub on the back of my ride, I drove my motobike,...

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Categories: volume, mother,
Form: Ballad
My Mother 3-volume
3. Am I destined to face calamity, Or is it my cursed fate, a harsh reality? At ten years old, I met the old man once more, At the gates of paradise, as I stood unsure. At ten, we thought we were fearless and bold, Driving sheep into water, braving the cold. We caught the sheep as they swam in the deep, One...

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Categories: volume, mother,
Form: Ballad
My Mother 2-volume
2. A white-bearded man came near me, And said, "Come with me, my child." "Innocent angel, untainted by sin, I'll take you to paradise," he smiled. I kept crying, tears streaming down, Yet warmth radiated from his gentle frown. Suddenly, I stopped my tears and asked, "What is paradise, this task so vast?" "Ah, child, you love riddles, I see," "Listen closely, and the truth...

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Categories: volume, mother,
Form: Ballad
My Mother 1-volume
1. I received from my kind mother, Her care, her tender and compassionate heart. She sheltered us warmly in the cold, Shielding us from storms with her embrace. She would cry out, defending us in the crowd, Protecting her chicks, even in the fire's shroud. Offering us the sweetest part of her meal, While she took only what was left to feel. Children learn...

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Categories: volume, 1st grade,
Form: Ballad
Bakerville Gazett Volume Twelve Sixty Six Bizzy reports
Our Company makes both the Ware and Anti-ware products needed to be in full control of your business. Hacking equipment and anti hacking equipment moral and in disent. S$it our company has equipment to find the codes to every engine, washer dryer anything with a computer made after 2017. It is wrong to do one of the other but when you see how people either want to create or dismantle what is...

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Categories: volume, business, culture, future, music,
Form: Bio
Another Ministry of Truth Caught Then Lies volume 3
The National Science Foundation outsources to Colleges, today's mental assassins to secretly censor you using "wisedex" among other things. "Wisedex" is in the shadows of academia, a deep state melanoma with digital mitochondria and an mRNA soul. Mental assassins, silent and all encompassing take their tolls, polls and goals at the same watering holes, same Communist Manifesto. Same service to...

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Categories: volume, art,
Form: Free verse
Loud the Volume
when speaking the truth becoming an offence in some folks' eyes, speak loud. September 19/2023...

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Categories: volume, encouraging, inspirational love, truth,
Form: Haiku
The Volume Is Turned Way Down Low
Inspired by a moving conversation in a show. Some people appear incapable of expressing or feeling emotions. But, oftentimes they shut themselves down because of trauma. The volume is turned way down low By Michelle Morris 28/08/2023 You may not be normal But normal doesn't really exist You do have human feelings They're just a lot more difficult to access The volume...

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Categories: volume, emotions, feelings, humanity, life,
Form: Free verse
Scraps; Volume 2
The Vote The lights are out, the night is still, The window’s ajar, there’s a sudden chill. Goosepimples multiply all over my skin, I know what I’ve done is a terrible sin. The demons are singing deep inside my head, I might not sleep when I do turn in for bed. First, I’ll sit by the fire and put up my feet, I...

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Categories: volume, humor, nonsense, silly,
Form: Rhyme

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