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Four Flavors of Men All Over the World!
1.Not all male foreigners are bad,
U have 4-flavors in these classes of men including the black and white American Males.
You have the Good,
The Bad,
And The Ugly!
And Those Men That Are Married To Evil.
U have 4-flavors in these classes of men including the black and white American Males.
You have the Good,
The Bad,
And The Ugly!
And Those Men That Are Married To Evil.
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Posted: Jul 2022
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Rug Of Love
Long time ago a girl caught my eye
I was under a spell and to make matters worse I was also shy
But one day when met
Something happened I'll never forget
She preferred a handshake to a hug
And pulled the rug of love
Out from under me it didn't seem fair
And maybe the fall is what caused me to lose my hair
She married some other guy no not a chance
For one date was there to be
So I guess I'll learn how to skate
Maybe the next girl won't pull the rug of love out from under me
I was under a spell and to make matters worse I was also shy
But one day when met
Something happened I'll never forget
She preferred a handshake to a hug
And pulled the rug of love
Out from under me it didn't seem fair
And maybe the fall is what caused me to lose my hair
She married some other guy no not a chance
For one date was there to be
So I guess I'll learn how to skate
Maybe the next girl won't pull the rug of love out from under me
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Posted: Jul 2022
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Is it me, or is it you?
Is it me, or is it you?
Gave my day a sunny hue;
With your smile (and your wink too),
As we sat waiting for some stew.
Is it me, or is it you?
By the window, caught a view.
That is when I thought I knew
What real contentment was to you.
Is it me, or is it you?
Tell me quickly what to do.
Can it be that it’s you, who
Has my heart, and rent’s past due?
Is it me, or is it you?
I think it’s me….:-)
Gave my day a sunny hue;
With your smile (and your wink too),
As we sat waiting for some stew.
Is it me, or is it you?
By the window, caught a view.
That is when I thought I knew
What real contentment was to you.
Is it me, or is it you?
Tell me quickly what to do.
Can it be that it’s you, who
Has my heart, and rent’s past due?
Is it me, or is it you?
I think it’s me….:-)
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
Just having a little fun with 'rhymes'.??
Cross Road
The many times crossroads have appeared
in front of me
daring me to choose, to pick one, only one
but of course, I have choices, beyond
any crossroad.
in front of me
daring me to choose, to pick one, only one
but of course, I have choices, beyond
any crossroad.
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Posted: Jul 2022
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online today!Be real: Ace Poet Part 2
The words of be real
Are smoother than silk
There's very few poets
Who are of his ilk
As the casual observer
Can quite clearly see
There's precious few poets
That are finer than he
His verse and meter's
A fine-tuned Swiss watch
Words flow from his pen
For this bard is top notch!
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Are smoother than silk
There's very few poets
Who are of his ilk
As the casual observer
Can quite clearly see
There's precious few poets
That are finer than he
His verse and meter's
A fine-tuned Swiss watch
Words flow from his pen
For this bard is top notch!
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
Original lcbr poem (edited slightly)....from the blogs....(A bit of shameless self-promotion!)online today!Be real: Ace Poet Part 1
The literary spirits alive here I see
Though I doubt you'll ever be as good as me
It seems I've started a poetry slam
So give it your best, cos I don't give a damn!
My verse and my meter are finer than yours
Be real is a poet whose muse never bores
On poet's corner his high accolades
Increase as the posy he writes there cascades
So give it your best I doubt you'll compare
To a poet whose words can dance like Astaire!
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Though I doubt you'll ever be as good as me
It seems I've started a poetry slam
So give it your best, cos I don't give a damn!
My verse and my meter are finer than yours
Be real is a poet whose muse never bores
On poet's corner his high accolades
Increase as the posy he writes there cascades
So give it your best I doubt you'll compare
To a poet whose words can dance like Astaire!
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
Shameless self-promotion, but I think it's pretty good!...(mostly) the standard of poetry, here, is Excellent!
online today!The blogs are ok
The fella's ok, he's just a bit old
A maths geek comes in from the cold
It's not representative
When he's argumentative
But when making maths blogs
He outdoes most the slobs.
These blogs help me relearn
Mathematics I've spurned
When my wild days
Left my mind in a haze.
But now I am sober
(Much like a judge)
Notation is clear
For math, you can't fudge.
Knowledge comes back
I once thought I'd lost
I'm on the right track
I've paid off the cost.
Be real is now here
With a laser-like mind
Soaking up figures
And things of that kind.
Maybe in blog land
Things would be more pleasant
If those would understand
Who act like a peasant
The lady's mostly ok
(She is good too)
So on with this blog
With less hullabaloo!
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
A maths geek comes in from the cold
It's not representative
When he's argumentative
But when making maths blogs
He outdoes most the slobs.
These blogs help me relearn
Mathematics I've spurned
When my wild days
Left my mind in a haze.
But now I am sober
(Much like a judge)
Notation is clear
For math, you can't fudge.
Knowledge comes back
I once thought I'd lost
I'm on the right track
I've paid off the cost.
Be real is now here
With a laser-like mind
Soaking up figures
And things of that kind.
Maybe in blog land
Things would be more pleasant
If those would understand
Who act like a peasant
The lady's mostly ok
(She is good too)
So on with this blog
With less hullabaloo!
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
An original lcbr poem, (from the blogs)......online today!Be real on Poets' Corner
Don't knock the poet
Who puts work here for free
Just so you know it
That poets me
My words not obtuse
Or like Dr Seuss
I'll leave that to others
To act like a goose!
With wit and with flair
Be real has been there
The verse of Bereal
The poetic real deal!
If verse is sub par
It will not go far
Others may read it
But they will not feel it
Bereal's been around
the block once or twice
He's an excellent Poet
So take his advice:
Drop into the corner
(As I do the blogs)
Widen horizons
And don't be a snob
I'd challenge some here
To a poetry slam
But then their fair faces
Would be covered in jam!
There's other ace poets
On the Corner with me
So don't be a bigot
Click on there and see!
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
Who puts work here for free
Just so you know it
That poets me
My words not obtuse
Or like Dr Seuss
I'll leave that to others
To act like a goose!
With wit and with flair
Be real has been there
The verse of Bereal
The poetic real deal!
If verse is sub par
It will not go far
Others may read it
But they will not feel it
Bereal's been around
the block once or twice
He's an excellent Poet
So take his advice:
Drop into the corner
(As I do the blogs)
Widen horizons
And don't be a snob
I'd challenge some here
To a poetry slam
But then their fair faces
Would be covered in jam!
There's other ace poets
On the Corner with me
So don't be a bigot
Click on there and see!
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jul 2022
Post Commentonline today!The Old Codger
I talk to the old codger
But he's an old dodger
As sly as a wisp of smoke
In due proportions
Not gross distortions
I now beseech
You old bloke
To present the question
(That's just a suggestion)
In format that's not from Mars
Or have you been reeling
From lack of feeling
And falling down in bars?
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But he's an old dodger
As sly as a wisp of smoke
In due proportions
Not gross distortions
I now beseech
You old bloke
To present the question
(That's just a suggestion)
In format that's not from Mars
Or have you been reeling
From lack of feeling
And falling down in bars?
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jul 2022
Post Commentonline today!Pythagoras
The paradox of root 2,
Pythagoras knew what to do;
The first thing was;-
Not to eat a bean;
The second was:
What the hell,
Does this "pi thing" mean?
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Pythagoras knew what to do;
The first thing was;-
Not to eat a bean;
The second was:
What the hell,
Does this "pi thing" mean?
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
The marvel of the Ancient Greeks....The term pi, was not used by Pythagoras, at the time...(hence the inverted commas)....But it amounts to the SAME thing!....(The ratio of a circle's circumference/diameter), and he DID wonder rather a lot about that!
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