“WHITE HOT DATE FOR SUNDAY!” HOT STUFF💥💥

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“WHITE HOT DATE FOR SUNDAY!” a poem Sunday, Sept. 23, 2018

A Sunday Night Date,

With my Sweetie’d be great!

We-could-kiss (and) we-could-cuddle,

Do smoochie – and muddle!!!

Get squishy AND dishy; giggle and gaze,

Into-each others’ eyes – sit-in-bed – and-just-laze,

And-eat ice cream* and chocolate – all over the place!!

Play smackie-with (the) pillow – and-go-on-A-SLOW RACE!!!

And be VERY “under cover!” Secret-agents are we!

Sunday-Night-with-my-Sweetie –

It’s a whoop-whoop-TD!!**

🙂 – While-other-folks-are-at-THE-GAME, we are getting some “cardio!” Sweatin’ and straining – it’s a dang, funky “party-o!” A party for two, just for me! Me and poo – And it just might be lasting – ‘til tomorrow is new! “Can-we-have-some-ice-cream, ‘Cause I’m gettin’-a-bit-HOT!” “Sure!” says my Sweetie; “It’s ‘COSMO’ I bought!” And we sail to The Cosmos; on lightning, we do! We’re going so fast, we just meld! (Into) Something (quite) new. We fly and we do things, at The Pure Speed of Light! I-just-LOVE being-with-my-Sweetie – I think Sunday’s ALL RIGHT! ❤

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* – Just so you’ll know, it IS permissible to substitute yogurt for ice cream!

** – Our “mission statement:” to score more TDs than any professional team playing Sunday Night Football that day! 🙂 – Ooooooooh, YEA!

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“WE MAY NEVER PASS THIS WAY AGAIN!”

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“WE MAY NEVER PASS THIS WAY AGAIN!” a poem. a.k.a.: “… But That’s OK Because VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE And The Memories Of Everything Will Never Be Lost!” a.k.a. 2: “Passionately GRAB! Let go! Repeat!” Sept. 22, 2018: [Saturday] another terrible poem, in the poetic series: “Eat Humble Pie, For God’s Sake!!” [Actually, I think this is the very first poem in that newly conceived series!!] 🙂 – Yup!

You’ll be gone at The Dawn, so why-do-you-hang on?

Are-you-a-GLUTTON? For pun – ish – ing – ment?

IF life’s a “dead dog,” why’s your kick like a log?

Is-it maybe-you-like-accomplish-ing-ment!?

Why not save your poor leg: have some mercy, I beg:

I’m-NOT that-important, you know!

We’re bruised and we’re broken! Still many-words they are spoken,

I-think-silence-can-be-”golden,” my bro!

With a confident air, we just don’t mind to STARE –

And “bend” people to all of our wishes!

I’ve still got HUMBLE PIE – a few pieces you’ll spy,

And I’ll even clean up all the dishes!

We can eat (the) pie with cream, or a glass of Jim Beam,

AND WE’LL BE IN A “FINE” STATE OF MIND!

We’ll be gone at The Dawn, BUT to YOU, I’ll hang on,

As I tingle from your “bump and grind!”

🙂 – Oh, MY!

fin. ❤

“SURRENDER!”

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“SURRENDER!” a poem Friday: Sept. 21, 2018

What if we TREAT THE OTHER as “God” and see what transpires?

Expect ABUSE? – Loving Kindness? and-maybe-some-vampires,

Those fanged folks who will notice your extreme devotion,

And urge you to STRAY – and cause a commotion!

AND! Assume that Your Master – knows all this;

Pray tell: Whose arse – will you kiss!?

IF you serve two masters – and they conflict,

Which p – – -y (pause) will you choose to lick?

IT’S QUITE A CHORE – Your Strategy –

To surrender and serve, like THE GIVING TREE!*

Who always gave – and often hurt,

But! In-the-end, still (was) rooted-to-DIRT!**

[“She”* was finally able – to be what SHE longed for:

SUPPORT for Her boy – and a little bit more!!]

IF you’re a tree and you give up your fruit,

The fruit will grow back, so that’s not much hurt;

If-you-give-up-your-branches, as kindling or-for-weaves,

You sure will be shorn, losing most of your leaves;

And, IF no main-branches-or-trunk? – that could be,

THE END OF YOU – except for (perhaps) a stump we’ll see!

Perhaps just give ½ or ¾ of your fruit away,

And you’ll still have some fruit for another bright day,

BUT – If you give up a whole lot more –

The person accepting? (Could-be) “CHOICE POOR!”

And you might just consider finding another,

To be your Good Master – or, you -could be your own “mother;”

To be your own Master!? SURRENDER TO YOU!

Being kind and-a-bit-strict? Not a bad thing to do:

SURRENDER TO YOURSELF! and expect “ups” & “downs,”

AND – if you find a real good lover! – YOU CAN SHARE DUAL CROWNS!

fin. ❤

* – A tree, the protagonist, in a children’s story by Shel Silverstein called (you guessed it!) THE GIVING TREE!

** – The apparent bedrock of existence!

“THE LANGUAGE OF RIDICULOUSNESS!”

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“THE LANGUAGE OF RIDICULOUSNESS!” a poem a.k.a.: “TAKE WITH: ABSOLUTE DISREGARD FOR YOUR OWN HEALTH A N D FOR THE FEELINGS OF THOSE WHO LOVE YOU WHOM YOU WILL LEAVE BEHIND!!” September 18, 2018 – “Take TWOs-2-Day, and call me in the morning!”

“Normal” SIDE EFFECTS? Come on! Who’re ya foolin’?

Well! EVIDENTLY EVERYONE, ‘cause we’ve ALL had such good schoolin’ –

We’ve been SO brain-washed, and our language testifies,

To the ridiculousness – of our cultures’ sales pitches and lies!!

When such side effects are NORMAL, and “abnormality” MIGHT BE,

Death – or – Physical Dissoving; come-on!! Stop (trying to) KID(DING) me!

A MINOR OPERATION? = What’s done to someone else!!

And POLITICAL CORRECTNESS? = What the “in” party – can enforce!

When NO FEES = not a lot,

And FREE – is what you haven’t caught,

And A SAFE ZONE – is when the cops control,

Your every movement – Yea-they’re-on-patrol,

And The Justice System – is ANYTHING BUT,

And GOVERNMENT HOUSING – is a tiny hut,

And – Subsidies bring us – to-our-knees,

And HISTORY – is – as the publishers please!!

I THINK OUR LANGUAGE IS N O T VERY HEALING –

It seems DESIGNED – to be double-dealing:

There’s CROOKED! and-there’s: but-Not-Straight?!

And, even – at this LATE-ish DATE,

The Language! Language? So DESIGNED,*

To manipulate (pause) the (poor) human-mind!

PERHAPS! A LITTLE CHANGE FOR ALL –

MIGHT GUARANTEE (pause) A FAIRER “MAUL!”

Perhaps! We-can-CHANGE our languages AROUND,

OR – make them all to never sound:

Yea! PERHAPS SIGN LANGUAGE IS A BETTER BET,

Or telepathy! We’ll practice – on The (Inter) Net!! 🙂

fin. ❤

* – like “designer drugs!!”

Watch “Maria Callas – O Mio Babbino Caro – Giacomo Puccini” on YouTube

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“DON’T BE A CHAUVINIST!”* a poem Monday, September 3, 2018! a.k.a.: “This Afternoon, J Jay Took A Nappie-Poo!!” a.k.a.: “Scratch N Sniff Never Smelled So Good!” 🙂

My HONEY, yes, I took a nap – I laid upon the bed,

And laid that garment you often wear – upon my too-big head!

I smelled YOUR SMELL – I breathed it deep,

Kind-of-like-smelling-your-skin – BUT! You made no peep,

No protest! No pouting! FOR – you wasn’t there!

But – I smelled your sweet essence – and I LAID THERE, BARE!

And – I WENT TO HEAVEN, WITH YOU “ON MY MIND!!”**

I LOVE smelling you – and I think YOU’RE SO KIND,

To oblige my (pre)disposition, my obsession – and such,

SUCH LOVE there is – Though you and I – don’t get much touch,

BUT, ANYWAY, IN THE WORDS OF THAT SACRED, SALACIOUS SONG:

I AM – some kind-a WEIRDO, but it’s here I do belong,

CREEPING, and sniffing-muttering my favorite refrain:

“MY LOVER IS SO PRETTY, AND HER SCENT IS JUST INSANE!!”

fin. ❤

    • Be a “schniffinist!”

** – or … on my head!

“AN AMAZING FIND!”

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“AN AMAZING FIND!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Coming Back For More For Ever!” Sunday: September 2, 2018

Pretty as a picture!

Cute – as a little bug!

She’s just SO perfect,

(I) Thought I’d give her a little plug!

She’s touchy-feel-y – Beautiful, inside and out –

Loves to get real mush-y – also, she might pout!

For (about) 5 seconds – and, then, forget why,

And, then, grab-me-from-behind – and let out a little cry –

CRYING: “I got you, you Texas Cowboy MAN! and – and – and – I got some dirty ideas, as part of a Master Plan! I’m gonna kill you in Love – and drag your carcass to Heaven – and make you rise again – like a tub filled with leaven,

And I’m more crazy in Love than YOU –

And you can never,

Next,

Tell,

What I might do!!”

I gazed with astonished-wonder;

I said: “My God, she is amazing!”

And Again & again (& again) –

I found myself a-raising!*

* – a California raisin?

* – … and that’s NOT Cain …

* Q: Am I a chicken farmer?

fin. ❤

“BIG TRUCK TRANSIT!”* a

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“BIG TRUCK TRANSIT!”* a poem. September 1, 2018 – SATURDAY!

Big men – in big trucks! Driving, the live-long day!

BIG MEN, exhausts a-spewing; accelerating – all the way!

Are Big Men – out-lookin’ – for this – little guy?

Ridin’-on – his-bikey-cycle, with-groceries! Who-knows! WHY?!

He’s-SMILING – AT THEM BIG MEN – THAT NEED A LOT OF SPACE,

To place their big-ol’-carcasses – to put ‘em – in that place –

THAT BIG TRUCK PLACE – with CONFIDENCE, with pride & also vigor,

Named “Bud,” or “Joe,” or Devon – drivin’ – ever bigger!

BIG MEN? or – small men!? – when you strip away their “face,”

And their BIG FEET, a-stomping – tryin’-the-motor-t’-race,

Going fast – goin’ hard – streamin’ & tryin’-to-pass,

BUT! What-a-will-become-o’-dem – WHEN THEY RUN-A OUTTA GAS?

THEN! BIG TRUCKS – GET STACKED – IN BIG TRUCK AUTO YARDS,

And BIG MEN, outta-their-big-trucks, get t’-walk – with all their “pards!”

And little-ol’-me, just bi-bicycling – down this lonely street,

Will pass the BIG MEN, walking – and-will-wave-at-them-and-greet,

To toss-a-them a grocery-item, one-from-me-little-basket,

So the BIG MEN (pause) can-watch-me-pass!

Ah-hope-they-won’t-”blow-no-gasket!” 🙂 – Love, Joy, Bicycle!

fin. ❤

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    • a “transit” is an “astrological” term, where STUFF COMES TOGETHER, AT A PARTICULAR TIME FOR, APPARENTLY PARTICULAR REASONS!! L. O. L.

“THE BITTIE BIRDIE & THE KATTY KITTIE NAMED DON!!” 😁😁😁

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“THE BITTIE BIRDIE & THE KATTY KITTIE NAMED DON!!” a poem. [Sunday, August 19, 2018] WARNING: This poem MAY contain violence and stuff that might be contrary to “Community Standards,” as outlined by Facebook, Inc. PARENTS! You are advised to read this poem, in its entirety, before subjecting your “little ones” to the blatant violence, which sometimes arises in natural interactions! Please be warned. 🙂 – OK? Thank-you!

The Little Bittie, Baby Birdie was-a-chirping in the tree,

Chirpin’! Lookin” pretty! Chirps for you and me,

And, THEN! I think! A moment passed – and OH, MY! Birdie’s GONE,

Locked inside – the merciless jaws – of-a-kitty – known as DON!!

NOW, baby birdie, with yellow feathers – with red blood, oozing down,

Does not chirp – too much – right now – it’s beak looks like a frown –

Squeaking now – and screeching – and KITTY, with a smile,

Chews & drinks – the baby birdie, chomping all the while!!

“WELL!” I thought, “IF God were her (pause) (S)HE’d have none of this,

‘Cause God is LOVE & from above, I’m SURE GOD wouldn’t miss,

This chance-to-save-the-pretty-baby-birdie+end-this-war!”

AND, as I thought this, witty kitty – wanted even MORE!

Kitty: (to me!!)

“Now, that’s a tasty, little birdie,” said-Kitty; “don’t be sore,

For I can see, you’re hungry, Love; I’ll leave one at your door!”

(Me, again):

“Oh, no, no, Kitty,” I did say; “[I]-won’t-have-no – pretty – birdie-today!

My mommy’s got some tasty lunch; it’s on fried chicken that I’ll crunch!”

(Back to kitty):

““Well, you and me – are much alike – with GOD!! we are the same;

and THIS STUFF happens – all the time – and-there’s-nobody-to-blame!!”

fin. ❤

“SING YOUR HEART OUT!”* 💥💥

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“SING YOUR HEART OUT!”* a poem August 14, 2018

Why sing? Why dance?

Why live?

For: ROMANCE?!

“Romancing a stone,” or a girl – or a boy,

Gives you a reason – to want a new toy!

Why sing? That song? –

To sing that tune – all-along:

There’s-one-main-reason, obvious-ly

(One main reason that I SEE),

but THERE ARE MANY-REASONS UNDER THE SUN:

To (1) exercise;

(2) Get-approval;

(3) Have a little fun!

BUT! One reason, apart from all these picks,

That one reason? (pause) to attract (pause) them chicks,**

SO – pick a love song, one SHE’ll like,

Pick THAT SONG – and grab “the mic!”

Sing it sweet; sing it clear –

And sing – right-to-her – HOPE-FOR-A-TEAR!

A sexy voice – your sexiest way,

On The Stage – You’ll seize the day:

Romance HER – now – and later too;

Sing and Dance – for “kitty stew,”

For kisses, cuddles – smiles AND-THE-SMELL;

SING IT OUT! It’s-sure-to-go-well! 🙂

fin. ❤

    • kinda like wearing it on your sleeve, hay?! ❤

Amorous vacation time – in-a-hotel-room? 💥

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“YOUR EMBRACE!” a poem. Monday: 13 August 2018

Making lots of money?

Business full “in bloom?”

Amorous vacation time – in-a-hotel-room?

With all of the amenities, One thousand bucks per night:

Scenic destinations! Loving all the sight(s)!

Interesting companions – Parties! Really classy,

Drinking and carousing with – every lad & lassie,

And THIS – is fun? exciting? I-guess, but it’s-all-for-naught,

THE MAIN THING? It’s my love for YOU,

YOU-YOU-YOU – I got!

Without you, all this stuff is nice, but critical? it ain’t;

HOLDING YOU & KISSING YOU,

Now THAT can make me faint!

And – passing out (pause) in your arms, beyond this fickle place:

Is all I REALLY live for –

In-your-passionate-embrace! 🙂

fin. ❤