Syphilis at seventy is no one’s first choice.
But after the shots you will rejoice.
For the seconds enjoyed in youthful bliss,
it’s worth every minute of that long painful piss.
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Second chances are rarely found,
chances less when soon in the ground.
The time is now to sow those oats.
So munch away you horny old goats.
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For every flip there’s a side.
Land on your feet and save your hide.
Land on your ass and you may get a pass.
But land on your head, you’re probably dead.
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The day will come
when words won’t flow.
Could be tomorrow,
I don’t know.
.
That won’t mean
my feelings have waned.
It means I’ll find a new way
to keep you entertained.
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All this thinking may take its toll.
But why stop now, I’m on a roll.
As I ponder forever tomorrows,
the feelings flow, the writing follows.
.
Though forever a long time away,
my thoughts of you are sure to stay.
I dream of our future when I’m awake.
I feel you near with each breath I take.
.
I feel your heartbeat when mine is still.
I think I love you and always will.
~*~
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A coal fired space force; I hear is in the works.
A test flight’s needed, let’s send some jerks.
It can be its creator with lil Mikey by his side.
I’ll gladly pack lunch for their long ride.
Cozy in their ark, endlessly they’ll float.
Lost in space, the pair can forever gloat.
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I woke today without a brain
Could be the heat or the rain
Could be the chill or maybe I’m old
Could be work and getting things sold
But as I ponder with coffee nearby
I can see the blue that hides in the sky
It makes me realize all we don’t see
It makes me happy someone loves me
My sweetheart slumbers miles away
But together we’ll be later today
My brain needn’t function to love or feel
And when we kiss these feelings are real
~*~
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A little critique of critics;
their last line the next predicts.
With none to explain,
they poke and complain.
But the hardened unfazed by pricks.
~*~
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Just an Expression
At last old enough
for age to be an excuse
to freely express
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Heads or Tails
With age comes wisdom
but all things are relative
so wise up not ass
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Poetic License
Deep down a dipshit
lying in wait to squirt forth
and conquer an ode
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Earth, Wind and Fire
It’s the last haiku
till syllables dance with lines
in three dimensions
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A touch of a button and on its way,
it’s a virtual kiss to start your day.
I can feel your lips while you read.
A feeling I know and will always need.
~*~
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Found a scarred baby kitty near my house.
I snuck up from behind, quiet as a mouse.
With the speed of a rabbit I swooped to snatch.
Firmly grasped this beast was no match.
I wrestled it home then in a box placed.
But out it jumped and off it raced.
Hours passed, they’re nowhere in sight.
Darkness brought hunger, I turned on the light.
Heading to the kitchen to sharpen my knives,
a delicacy awaits, best of our lives.
The table now set but the cat still unfound.
My stomach growled with a roaring sound.
A smell overwhelmed one I knew well.
The cat had pooped, I slipped and fell.
Hitting the floor my head hit hard.
Waking much later, the kitten stood guard.
Rolling over I grabbed the fury beast.
Then back to the kitchen to prepare this feast.
With pepper, mayo and onions diced my way.
Our sandwiches gobbled then together we play.
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Loaded all the way,
I devoured my fifth hot dog.
Then off to woods to play.
Soon thereafter I paused for a nap.
Into the night I dozed.
Till awakened by a dragons tap.
Not knowing what to do.
Into my pocket I reached.
I then found a tums, then two!
I hurriedly hurled them at the beast.
They landed squarely in their mouth.
The dragon thought they a tasty feast.
Swallowed far, fizzling as it they go,
twas the taste of pure magic.
A feeling a dragon doesn’t know.
The Beast soon burped a thunder.
Yet flames failed to spew.
The creature thought what a wonder.
Seems a dragon’s fire’s easily explained,
tis simply a diet gone awry.
And with it their agony ingrained.
Best of friends we both now be.
So if you should see a dragon.
Remember – nothing spicy!
~*~
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This day’s not yet done.
And tomorrow has begun.
Then the next day it will be.
And you will be with me.
~*~
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I think I saw a fairy flying in the wood.
I think I saw a fairy, wouldn’t that be good.
I think I felt that fairy skim across my face.
Speedily she flitted, must’ve been a race.
I know I saw that fairy come fly my way.
An alarm then soundly sounded,
I think I’ll start the day.
~*~
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Another perfect weekend, how can that be true.
Yet every day is brighter when they’re shared with you.
I have not a clue what the future has in store.
But every moment together leaves me wanting more.
~*~
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Hidden in Plain Sight
A trusting person,
most always seen trustworthy.
No trust, see themselves.
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Cliff Notes
Time’s always trying.
But better to try and fail,
unless failure’s known.
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3D
Among the obtuse,
some angles draw focal points.
Perspective’s achieved.
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Pick’s in hand, sticks in mind,
harps guide in words I find.
Inspiration meets, greets and fleets.
Hearts feel souls on streets.
Vibrations good, silence strange.
Eyes flicker, scenes change.
A world of waves: hellos, goodbyes.
Exuberance crashes laughs with cries.
Future’s run forward, stepping away.
Winnings cost, losses sway.
Pencil’s sharp to fill the gray.
F M, I’ll beat another day.
~*~
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I’m too old to be a rock star,
too young to drive a big car.
With a Bugs Bunny brain and body of Fudd,
both barrels blaze, half’s a dud.
In my high fidelity cartoon I animate,
pages fanned, notes came late.
Rhythm’s slowed, meter’s now feet,
when the song remains the same chapter’s complete.
Yet I’ve albums to fill and records to break,
while my quill gently weeps for time I ache.
~*~
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Forgone conclusion’s the essence of love.
End’s never seen when flying above.
Optimism reigns and emotions pour.
Time will tell we know for sure.
~*~
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I’m not blue or is the sky gray.
My feelings for you haven’t gone astray.
My heart is yours and here to stay.
But I have no little poem today.
Gladly “I love you” I can always say.
~*~
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Another sun rose, words yet to appear.
Birds chirping happily, their voices I can’t hear.
My darling soon awoken, my hearts full of cheer.
Life filling silence sounds to me so dear.
Another morning passes, writing is unclear.
Returning soon it may, or maybe many a year.
I thought I wrote with pencil, I guess it’s with my ear.
Now another day’s calling, time to get in gear.
~*~
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With a tripod stance plus three legged pants the three foot boy didn’t dare to dance.
Then a two foot girl crossed paths by chance and this five foot pair fated gladly for wonderful romance. While the girl’s six foot mom felt only positive’s enhance. Her seven foot dad, negative and mad, pounded the boy into trance. Minus teeth but divided not, away the happy couple did eventually prance.
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End ~
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Morning’s here, no words in view.
Though the day’s young and I’ll think of you.
Thinking of you and the things we do.
Not just sneaking kisses but other things too.
~*~
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