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Still No Cure For Cancer Though…

Every minute of every day

72 hours of film is uploaded and sent

Onto Youtube, and yet still people say

“Why’s there no good new content?”

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It’s Almost Like People Are Frustrated And Indifferent For Some Reason…

Anyone remember

When a conversation meant

You tell your partner what you like

And everywhere you went,

Your hopes and dreams and fantasies

And they reply with “K”?

You don’t, which makes me wonder

How we got to this today.

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Just Fine

Today I learned something

That I’d not before seen:

That someone can be “not nice”

Without being mean.

There was no sense of cruelty

In any way, shape, or form…

Just the absolute absence

Of everything warm.

If you took both the cuteness

And claws from a bear

You had basically

Who I met today there:

Something living and breathing

But someone had missed

Installing the place

Where a heart should exist.

Now I wonder whether

I’ve found something new

Or if I’ve just been sheltered

And hadn’t a clue…

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Realism and Idealism

It would be nice if living were easy.

A life without pain would be grand!

Imagine that life, so sweet and delightful,

Where nothing is worthless or bland.!

I think of that life, where perfect is doable

Then I awake with a start

And go face a day that is average and gray

But hold the dream close in my heart.

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It’ll Get Better Soon… Maybe (Probably Not : )

Yesterday I wrote a joke

And thought I’d write more later.

By later I had decomposed

Into a couch potater.

From the fact ai wrote “potater”

I suspect that you can see

This week has not inspired

My most vibrant artistry.

So tonight I have a fallback

That I’ve used in ages past

Where I write a bit on writing

And use words like “grand” and “vast.”

I make questionable decisions

And lines with uneven meter,

And rap up the inanity

By rhyming with saltpeter.

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They DO Hoard Gold And Love Princesses…

Today a friend was stalking me

Online (with my permission)

And came upon this blog o’ mine

(A most unwise decision)

And as we got to talking

She inspired me to write

A poem about dragons,

Thus my topic for tonight!

But what about a dragon

Would amuse a reader new?

Perhaps my thoughts on bacon

From a dragon’s point of view!

For if I were a dragon

And consumed my daily meat

I’d think a dragon with good taste

Would think bacon’s a treat…

But how’s a mighty villain

Who’s as hateful as he’s big

Going to get the finest strippings

Of the kingdom’s finest pig?

Now, I am not a dragon

(Through no fault of mine… I’m trying!)

And so thinking with a dragon’s mind’s

As likely as pigs flying,

And since there is no evidence

That dragons found a way

To eat sufficient bacon

To make problems go away

I came to the conclusion

That I think must ring true-ish…

Dragons don’t eat bacon,

Therefore dragons must be Jewish!

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Wind Chimes

Sometime in the distant past

Somebody’s wife I suppose

Decided to hang a bunch of pipes

So whenever the wind blows

It makes the sound of a little kid

Assaulting a glockenspiel

And she sold these things for thirty bucks

And I don’t know how I feel…*

*That’s a lie. I love them. They are wonderful.

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To Serve and Protect…

Women live longer

Than men, this is true,

But how many women

Say “I’d die for you”?

Men on the other hand

Say it a lot,

So men must die younger

‘Cause women are hot.

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The New Normal

Conforming is courage.

Sameness is unique.

Silence is violence

So we all must speak,

But if you speak other

Than what we agree

The only conclusion

Is patriarchy!

Everyone’s special

Except for the whites

And all men, plus women

Who want to have rights.

Such people are dangers

To our peaceful views

Unless they are silenced

By endless bad news.

“The truth” is old-fashioned.

“Your truth” will prevail.

If there are no winners

Then no one can fail!

So dye your hair purple

And get your tattoos

And be one of us rebels

Who share the same views.

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Know Your Place

Whether we walk by the mountains or sea

We consider ourselves on the ground,

But the birds and the fish far below disagree

And render the notion unsound.

The birds up above sing to each other

Of how humans choose not to fly,

Enjoying the feeling that comes from remaining

Always at the bottom of “sky.”

The fish and the whales and coral and seals

Think of our waterless place

As one way a heaven, in other ways hell,

Just as we humans must think of space.

We are at the apex, we are at the bottom,

All trapped by the pull of a star.

To some we are Gods, to others we’re vermin

And I’m just content that we are.

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