Monday
Tuesday
A Poem (with a particular cadence)
Do as I do and not as I say
The ultimate way of spending a day
The cheese is so hot the water’s too long
Learn all the children of what’s write and rong
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Your Mother’s the lady whom I know the best
I popped her the quiz she failed me the test
Violets are red and the roses are sour
Tell me the time and I’ll give you an hour
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Lies are to truth as cash is to money
Large sacs of pollen bees make the honey
Life is an exercise that makes me so tired
Keep drinking coffee you’re bound to get wired
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A trap from the future I love her the most
Reading a novel egg sandwich on toast
Caught in the wild a siren in tune
Music to senses April is June
Thursday
Tuesday
Poetry Interrupted
Born ‘round The Lost Angels Riots
Slave descendant black to paradigm setting white
Shock perfectly balanced with the dumb
In utero all apologies to servants unserved
This is what America is
This is what America was
This is what America is ever going to be
All the protests and all the protestations
The divine heart of our foolhardy nation
What is culture and what is life
Intentionality intentionally rife
typing doesn't work today
to the body & for the mind
healing is just a paradigm
doctors are only a fancy
pacifier for the 'fraidy class
everyday of or inside the healing
is so very different which
makes prediction almost impossible
and prediction is the key to success
for the mind & to the body
we are the life of the party
we are still all going to die
someday (probably alone) anyway
so think before you do
and do as i tell you
(say all the king's horses
and say all the king's people)
safety is our number one priority
but what happened to fun
when the window is closing
so live while you can
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