Mother Nature ~

“I’VE FORGOTTEN WHETHER SHE’S GREEN OR SHE’S BLUE!” a poem 7/22/19 – MOON-Day!

The birdies were chirping, when the-bread-crumbs-they-did-glean,

Provided by “the lady,” with the nails that were green!

Yes! Compliments of SHE! who-need-never be-seen,

For, She’s-in-green-camouflage! (pause) She’s-MOTHER-NATURE, old-Bean!

SHE provides woodland creatures – with their daily bread,

And She brings in Night Skies, as each bird rests its head!

She provides food and shelter – and loves every-one:

Birdies! Kitties! even-Humans! Let’s-all-HAVE-SOME-FUN,

And have us a sandwich! or a tasty Kitty Treat;

Mother Nature’s usually ALL GREEN, from Her head to Her feet!

She just blends RIGHT IN! She’s so HIDDEN AWAY,

Behind a tree! In a bush! but-She-was-at-Porters,*-yesterday!

You’ll-know-HER-if-you-see-Her, for She-can’t-hide-all-the-green-hue!

And St. Patrick’s Her Lover! without-Him, She’s-mostly “blue!”

fin <3

  • – Porters Grocery store, here in beautiful downtown Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.! Tell all your friends!!
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Memories of her bloody lust for dialogue and diamonds ~

“THE PROCEDURE!” a poem July 22, 2019 (Monday)

I went to-the-most beautiful place I ever had seen!

The offices were “adorned,” flawless! pristine!

For my procedure, I-had-the-BEST-doctors-&-aides,

Only smil-l-ing nurses – and-the finest of maids!

The maitre d’ offered a luxury table!

“Your stay will be excellent, for we are able,

To-INSURE all “procedures” are-safe-&-effective;

We-are very efficient! and overly selective,

To-insure that ALL FACETS will go VERY smooth!”

I paused, just-a-moment, as they poured me vermouth!

For I-suddenly-remembered – what my poet-friend had-said!

“IF things seem TOO PERFECT, perhaps you are dead!

And-if-it’s-a-procedure-‘they’re’-doing, JUST RUN, for-I-tell:

You’ve-stumbled-not into-Heaven; you-are in-some-hell!”

The LORD always drank water! from a leaky, clay jar,

Never-anything-like-liqueur – at a fancy dance bar!

For HEAVEN’s simplicity; LOVE, it is rough;

H – L L offers finery! more than enough!

Don’t-ever be saturated, until you are sick,

From-overindulging (pause) in “beauty-too-slick!”

SO, I RACED OUT THE DOOR & A SIGN OVERHEAD,

READ: “ABANDON ALL HOPE!” from The Lord of The Dead!

The moral of this story: TOO MUCH IS NOT FINE!

Too-elegant-will-cause-you to-start-saying: “Mine! Mine!”

And you’ll lose all good sense, for-you’ll-always-fear-to-lose,

All-that-“Good-Stuff:” designer-clothes! expensive-booze!

Which, AT FIRST, is AMAZING, but, in time, is a burden,

And, eventually, Satan!? your-“carcasses”-will-be-“herdin!”

Plus, EVERY PROCEDURE requires a waiver,

To-hold-no-one-liable! “It-was-sad, (pause) but-we-couldn’t-save-her!

For, THERE-WERE ‘COMPLICATIONS,’ which we-NEVER could-have-foreseen!

WE’RE-SO-SORRY – THAT-HER-SKIN IS-NOW-RED! AND-NOT-GREEN!”*

fin <3

  • – Editor’s Note: It is clear this procedure must have been scheduled to be performed on Mars, for everyone know that a healthy Martian is quite green! If a Martian gets sick, the poor thing turns red or black! or striped! like-a Jupiterian!

And then she died a terrible death cause she ate all the food in the shack

So I kicked out the door onto Mars to rot into pieces of art I couldn’t have

Just cause I put her on rations ~ stupid witch born on witches day in Texas

Hanging out at Bars with Cowboys ~

“BE KIND! BE HAPPY! DON’T SING IT!” a Sunday poem, posted: 07/22/2019!

That’s right! That’s right! Jesus-is-coming-here!

He-hasn’t-been-in-Alpine* – for over a year!

And He’s got-Him a-list; He’s checkin’ it twice!!!

(That’s right!) To-find-out who’s-bein’-naughty-and/or-nice!

This is His strategy: TO GO TO THE BARS,

And check out peoples’ dispositions, for – it’s-written-in-The-Stars:

“THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT – GOES TO THOSE FILLED WITH SMILES,

FOR HAPPY PEOPLE OFTEN – HAVE VERY-HOLY STYLES!”

The sad? not-so-much; their faith needs some work;

A “pouty-puss” often is kind of a jerk!

Jesus’ MAIN MESSAGE: “Have gratitude, Gang!

Be Happy-and-don’t-sing, Which-means: BE-NICE, danganger

So! 🙂 – Be like The-Lady-Bug, one-of-The “Good” Folks,

And EAT ALL THE “BAD” BUGS – and-tell-only-“clean”-jokes!

fin <3

  • – Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.! Tell all your friends!
  • – Watch out for witches riches

You discovered today your an addict ~ senility overload🤫

“DISCOVERED TODAY!!” a poem, discovered today – in the car! with a bunch of abandoned CDs! Who knows what it is! Wow! It’s called: “RATIONS!” posted today: July 22, 2019 (Monday) What could it be? It seems to be dated: April 26th of this year!

There’s A SUPERFOOD I have designed! You might just NOT believe,

Oh, please, calm down – let-me-demonstrate! Please, now – do NOT leave:

I LIKE TO CALL IT “EVERYTHING!” It comes-in – ANY form,

Containing ALL THE NUTRIENTS – and-calories-from-exotic-corn!

With Prozac, pot – and Valium! IT’S (doubtless) REALLY GREAT FOR YOU!

Just TRY YOU SOME! FREE SAMPLES! It’s wondrous – and brand new!

(pause) YOU LIKE IT? You want SOME MORE?

Hold on! Just-a-moment! I’ll have to check The Store!

To see exactly how much we got! (pause)

Mmmm! I think we’re out! We used to have A LOT!

FOR NOW, let’s put you “on rations!” A-little-for-each-house-hold!

ADDICTIVE!? Oh, yeah, I forgot! That’s-maybe-something-I-should-have-told,

Everyone, before we “got-’em hooked!*

Well, NO NEED TO WORRY! I’m sure we can get some more cooked!

We’ll get a whole bunch more – fresh, new batches;

We just needed to find us – a bunch of “matches,”**

To light the fires, to cook the brew,

But, since you’ve been on it, NO ONE’S ABLE TO DO,

MUCH OF ANYTHING! Except, just lie in bed,

And sleep a lot! Yes, it’s like “we” said:

“It’s got EVERYTHING in it!” Even a-sleeping-potion,

Obtained-from-Sleeping-Beauty, who-lounges- across-The-Ocean!

fin <3

Postnote: AND – Strychnine! Sarin Gas! and Recombinant D. N. A.!

Have I ever had any? F – – – ing-NO! No-bloody-way!

This stuff is POISON! What is that you say?

Yes, OF COURSE! I’ll read you-YOUR LAST-RITES! Here, let-us-pray:

“Dear Lord, Thank you for our Daily Bread and bless us stupid ‘lice,’

People who like-to-BE-DEPENDENT – and take other-people’s-advice,

About: What to eat! How to think! and What to wear!”

By the time I was done, EVERYONE HAD A VACANT STARE!

PUSH IT! drugs, advice, et al:

  • – HOOK ‘EM, HORNS! a little something from THE University of TEXAS . . . in . . . central Texas somewhere, I think! 🙂 – My ex-wife and sister graduated from there! They’re SUPER SMART; I went to Sul Ross, a teachers’ college in West Texas!

** – Is that like: MATCH the addict – to the drug?