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Pepperoni logic
pretzels you can't use
I want to tour the Southland
in me ultra fancy shoes
I have never met Napoleon
but I plan to find the time
we'll share some pepperoni
and a margarita topped with lime
we'd get a raucous chorus
a travelling minstrel show
but those days are gone forever
over a long time ago
About this poem:
Playing with Steely Dan's Pretzel Logic, a classic..Peace
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It will not ebb like the sea.
I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are fulfilled in you.
I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies –
You are my deepening skies;
Give me your stars to hold.
About this poem:
Contemplation time - Poem by Sara Teasdale 1884 - 1933"Sara Teasdale was an American lyric poet. She was born Sarah Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and used the name Sara Teasdale Filsinger after her marriage in 1914. In 1918 she won a Pulitzer Prize for her 1917 poetry collection Love Songs."
Two gun Suzie
it shine its light down on the floor
a red moon out my window
brought the sheriff to my door
I said the whisky made us frisky
we was fighting tooth and claw
she was dancing on my table
with her body in the raw
Then she stole my sports car
took the money from the drawer
while I was sleeping off the drinking
she was running from the law
Last time I'll bed little Suzie
with the hips you can't ignore
with her two guns and ammunition
and appetite to score
About this poem:
Big trouble in little cityOde to a meat pie
not for a horse
on goes the sauce
with legitimate force
mince and cheese
oh yes please
butter chicken
that's what I'm pickin'
steak and veg
I wish to pledge
is comfort food
when in the mood
About this poem:
Studying meat pies, now in America apparently you can get only pot pies, not recommended though I see, but in NY, Michigan, Louisiana and wait for it McRadloff Wisconsin! you can get real meat pies, true?Florida you get some Latin American equivalents, SM?
Do they put Guinness in the pies in Ireland Mick??
Poem for the cat
the cars they wash on by
my fireside cat he's dryin'
his sleepy night is nigh
I wish I knew his dreaming
but I have no chance to pry
I'm sure its fully teeming
with mice that weren't so sly
and somewhere on a rooftop
beneath the bluest sky
this princely feline's eyeing
the birds that go on by
About this poem:
Poetry for catsThings that go clunk in the night
scarecrows in the night
where spiders reign and serpents hiss
and fleshy things turn white
where vampires love the darkness
and werewolves crave moonlight
the ghoulish things go ting-a-ling
to the monsters great delight
but all the little children
of whom I have to write
stay fast beneath their covers
safely out of sight
About this poem:
A poem for children, with spooky things wooooohBirds that never flew
when the skies are blue
I think about those childhood friends
the birds that never flew
Dead and gone by accident
sicknesses we knew
I only hope they're growing tall
on some sweet avenue
About this poem:
simple elegy for the ones we left behind
A Lovers Lament..
To warn about this 'thing',
Its beauty can impair your sight,
Then like a wasp will sting.
Love at first sight ? I'm not so sure,
Approach on tippy toes,
Flirtatious eyes might be a lure,
To tears and lifelong woes.
Some love is destined not to last,
And fails the test of time,
Like actors in a play miscast,
Or verse devoid of rhyme.
This poem is written half in jest,
And half in searing pain,
But every word I can attest,
Is penned not in disdain.
For me .. in lovelife I was stung,
My heart it bore the cost,
And there at love's cold graveside flung,
A red rose white with frost.
About this poem:
The pain of love....White van man
with windows very dark
I'm passing by the girls' school
they like to have a lark
try to give me candy
tempt me to the park
they know I'm close to 60
an easy kind of mark
About this poem:
turning expectation on its headserpentine blue
sure drift of gulls
sea pilots
submarine view
a harlots nest
on a blood ocean
did you find me
valentine true
shoreline escape
to the wind
are we rising
serpentine blue
warm river winds
from the valleys
that knew us
crystalline hue
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