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What's red and smells like blue paint? Red paint.
Q: What do you call a bear without ears?
A: B
What did the pirate say when he turned 80?
Aye Matey!


there may have never been a Misson
there may have never been a Libertalia
but here's to the sea raider's legend
down there in Madagascar
on the edge of the map
a sea dog utopia
under a white flag
where they once cried
for God and Liberty!
and all men took equal
in the spoils
privateers, one and all
will we join them in mind
over the ocean's crests
we sail poets!!

The frock deserves the flower
to dance
the bud to bloom
perchance

10.24 pm
tent established on the beach
dark dark country
looked skyward to see Musk's Starlink satellites
a string of stars crossing the sky
you might also be able to see them, check out

Live Map shows orbits, one over England/Ireland at the moment

It is evening now.
And the cold wind blows away
The words from my lips
I cannot distract my mind
From thinking.
Once upon a time
In my old house
There lived a man,
Who was a part of me .
He lived as many summers
As many winters I did .
And we were called WE...
WE cannot be found now
In the crowd
Anymore.
When winter comes
All that happened before
Is happening again.
As if the calendar has all the numbers
Backwards,
The watch stops
And the time do not run at all .
Have you heard how time sounds?
How does it sing?
And how silent it can be
For centuries?
He lived as many summers
As many winters I did. .
And we were called We...

I can't travel to a far away land
But I can do online shopping once a week
I'll never get a chance to sing with a country band
Nashville will never call me to come and live on easy street

I can't go out on a date with a rich woman if you know what I mean
So I stay home instead
They say you're never to old to dream
But I dream alone in my bed

Early morning bring the sunlight through my window on my favorite spot
I'll be in my chair waiting to take a drink of coffee for it will still be too hot
And then the only thing I will think of that would be kind of neat
I can do online shopping once a week

So,we live in a world where nothing is true, all you ever thought, well, its not real, its your imaginary you, Hitler was never here, we don't have a history, nothing to fear, so, they wipe out the past, reinvent it all, we don't have a say, it's their call, once there was you, once there was me, but now, well, my friend identifies as a tree! REALLY! It's hard to figure out, what it's all about, I think it's time, Over and out!

mad dogs and roses
spines and scent
cutting through
baked hot days
without shade
for I once was
in a distant city
and I dreamt of
Moorish courtyard gardens
streaming fountains
women in hijab
talking lightly
the sun cuts
noon blue
the road
that folds
beyond
bares no
sound
for all
must rest
under the zenith

What good are all your millions Joe, if you have to pee and you can’t go!

More are rightly questioning Sports authenticity
increasingly shameless in their blatant duplicity
Greed the only thing to blame
integrity canceled for fortune and fame

Goodell proclaimed "without blacks no football"
'Fake News' from crooked Woke screwball
Accomplishments today doesn't equate to legit
past and present together doesn't fit

Most debated is who's Basketballs g.o.a.t
many uneducated people insert their vote
Jordan escalated the arrogance of showboating
he's the G.O.A.T some keep promoting

The true complete player defines G.O.A.T
that crown ONLY ONE can tote
racism always gets injected without basis
I'm simply being real not racist

Obvious from all seen and heard
THE G.O.A.T. IS Larry Joe Bird
Total agreement is where I'm at
to quote Bannon 'suck on that'



copyright
2/1/22

Once upon a time there was an imaginary land
With imaginary women and imaginary men
And long ago when I was a little boy this is what an old man told me
He told me about the mighty men of moley moley

They were like super hero's stronger than Hercules and Superman
They stood so tall they placed rainbows in the sky
And when the people asked for the rest of the day to be clear and dry
The clouds were parted with just the wave of a hand

There was always peace and harmony the women there sang so beautifully
No other kingdom ever dared to talk of war the old man could say no more
But the look in his eyes maybe it wasn't imaginary what he told me
And now it's left to me to tell the story of the mighty men of moley moley