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Mea Culpa

If your intent was or was not contempt, I apologize. However, you obviously have a lot of knowledge and access to better satire... in my opinion.

JUST READ YOUR LONGER. AGAIN, MY MISTAKE.

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Longer

Since when does a poem need meaning to be enjoyed?! Can not the simple play of words be poetic enough?!
Your judgement that I/it shows contempt is decidedly misplaced.

The fact you find something smug because it is not to your taste is rather baffling. Amazing how something so gentle can draw out people's prejudices!

Lighten up, mate - life's too short!

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Shorter

Your retort says a lot about you!

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A Short Retort

Thought this place was for those trying to create
Even if the poems can't always be great
Why send nonsensical poems from long before
Intending contempt while smugly obscure
There's better ways to let one know you're kind
Next time, tell us what's really on your mind
Share with us how to be a better bard
Not just references from a house of lard.

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apart from fatrasies

A large red herring
Had besieged Gisors
On both sides
And two dead men
Came with great difficulty
Carrying a door
Without an old hunchback
Who went around crying: 'A! outside'
The cry of a dead quail
Would have taken them with great difficulty
Underneath a felt hat.

- Philippe de Beaumanoir

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The Odds

Clergy of safe sects say they know God
Question their spoils, they're hot with the rod
Return their bling with a knowing nod
Passively aggressive, evenly odd.

Did Jesus' sermon on a mount do it for you
Was Buddha enlightened in sight of Kathmandu
Did Mohammed move mountains as his core ran through
Was every mountain climbed by just a few?

Reaching the summit is just a peek at God
Don't know how it started nor what's up under sod
Yet the pious, sell fright to us, pushin' their prod
Not even passive, aggressively odd.

Dare I say, before you book me for Hell
Stop, drop, and think of those that might have fell
When an inquisitor tried to compel
A recant in favor of their seer's spell.

Advice is plentiful in search of God
Some focus on the profit from the tripod
Picture the world sans the Messiah squad
Aggressive gets passive even to the odd.

If you're looking for God, try deep inside
Where the worlds of light and dark collide
You, and you alone, must one day decide
Are you coming along on a stellar ride?

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Turn It Into A Love Song

I'm gonna take the ups with the downs
I'm gonna take the ins with the outs
I'm gonna take the happy with the sad
And I'll take the good with the bad
I'm gonna take the yes with the no
Gonna take the fast with the slow
I'm gonna take the right with the wrong
And turn it into a Love song

I'm gonna take the stop with the go
I'm gonna take the highs with the lows
I'm gonna take the heat with the cold
And I'll take the new with the old
Gonna take the thick with the thin
I'm gonna take the loss with the win
Gonna take the short with the long
And turn it into a Love song

Chorus
And when the winds are blowing
And the rain is pouring down
I'll just keep on singing Love songs
Until the sunshine comes around

I'm gonna take the first with the last
I'm gonna take the cries with the laughs
I'm gonna take the push with the pull
And I'll take the empty with the full
I'm gonna take the on with the off
Gonna take the found with the lost
I'm gonna take the weak with the strong
And turn it into a Love song

Chorus
And when the winds are blowing
And the rain is pouring down
I'll just keep on singing Love songs
Until the sunshine comes around
And we've got to keep on singing
No matter how long it might take
Just keep on singing and the clouds are gonna part
And the storm is sure to break

written 12/24 & 25 2015

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You Are

You are my light out of the dark
You are the fire to my spark
You are the apple of my eye
You make me laugh you make me cry

You are the root that grows the vine
You always love me all the time
You are the filling to my soul
You are the Rock that makes me roll

You're like the stars that fill the sky
You are the sunshine of my mind
You are my hope you are my faith
And it's for you that I will wait

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Who's Your Presidaddy?

Which commanding chief takes preeminence
Of twentieth century presidents?
Think of all those who rose to prominence
Crusading in rosy white residence.
Look before you leap that unsecured fence
As free range execs fall from innocence.
Some wisdom still waxes and never relents
A precious prescience over mind bents.
Teddy preserved nature for present tents
And Franklin's new deal made poverty dents.
Ike warned of business neocon dements
Then Lyndon advanced civil rights events.
Last in class, with a "Tricky Dick" defense
Nixon, destroyer of our common sense!

I thought we'd go retro one week before the big show(s).

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The Real Me

They that don't dig the dark, have fear to fear
Some cite sunny sonnets so Will Shakespeare.
I prefer Edgar Allen Poetry
I got to dig deep to find the real me.

Don't warm to Luke, join the Darth side
Come to the Black Hole where all light is denied.
That's where stars go when gravity deflect em
They start from God's mouth and end assigned " Wrecked em!"

Just cause I'm writin it, doesn't mean I live it.
My magination is alive, and quite vivid.
Devoid of space, avoidin time offs rhythmic rhyme
If I miss da meanin, it ain't victimless crime.

I'm not felonious monkeyin around
I jam silent at night to jell stray thoughts sound
Since this sound's silent, no need to turn it down
We'll turn it up when I come to yo town.

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