Asking!
When we look, we get. Why then do we not look??
Testing – P-6
When we build, we cannot but plant trees in…..
Separator…
Copper wire, wood base. I created this piece in late 2008. For this work, I aimed to convey both the industrial heaviness of an airplane, but also the cloudlike floating quality you feel when you’re in one.
Errors?
Am I scared? 🙂
National Trivia Day, 27-10-23, (Only Highlights)
How lethal is the rhinovirus?
How common are gypsies in Romania?
Where is the Gomel region?
Always-2
Noodle recipe 2b
Will we have hakka??
Noodle Recipe – 6
Is noise confusing??
..
Us-2
Are there trees where we are?? 🙂
Bread and Wine – Six
When we dig in, do we store or do we hide??
…
Everything Without – 6
Do we plan or are we there??
…
Are We Gone? – Six
All…
Mirror, mirror…do we sting ourselves when we find ease??
Initial SetS
Beginning; 2006
….
Hiding behind the bushes gives us many a rash!
Acqueous reactions…
Ry2Mve::AllAffCnclded
AR!! Foil-MGoF
P-6>! Do we tell??
Do we create more to get further or do we get further to spread even??
X.X..X.X…X
The goal is like cheese on bread but there are lumps..X.X..X.X…X
Flame on…
My wife in Gomel is a KinderGarten Boy,
She asks for escalation but is coy,
Everyone around will boil and toy,
With pellets everywhere, boy ‘ o ‘boy!!
Melvin, Melvin, where’s my cut?
P-6 and all will move to a hut,
Cause, we are all ears and strut,
Our stuff with a flourish and butt 🙂
I like my buttons, mind the pun,
I press one and then we run,
hither and tither in the sun,
while the ice melts, now where’s the fun??
Timing is our only call
For the KinderGarten Boys to Fall
Heads and all must dial away
For us to party by the bay
!!
The Gal. is P’s go to,
He’ll rush in order to do,
Everything that they must,
Escalate and end their chatter and trust 🙂
What have we got to lose,
Lets wear our socks without the shoes,
When we walk we’ll be footloose,
And never care about the path we choose 🙂
Millions are being torn apart,
Rules apply as rubber band and not tart,
Pleasure is not for the tasting,
Could we be our freedom’s wasting?.
Asking 🙂
…
Is the orient all red?
Or is it with us in bed??
We must separate the two
By raising our flag instead
Interests lie in provocation
Winning is not about dedication
Let’s just plant the preparation.
Signed-Six
My head of affairs has a lappy!
I write many things all happy,
Can we join the two
Twiddle dee dum and twiddle dee doo 🙂
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
He said, ” gimme pickle”, my what gall!
Do we look for things to end?
Or will we rules a little bend?.
Pink and blue and orange and green,
What do we do to lose our sheen?
Enough lustre, enough shine…
Is this yours, or is this mine?
Such might be our dreary fate,
If we don’t act before it’s too late.
This last limerick is dedicated to all those who died waiting…
Set apart in every way,
We plunge our daggers until the day,
We see that for our follies, we pay,
Let’s be kind, come what may.
We did it right, there ain’t no worry,
Sadly I don’t make no curry,
Otherwise I’d invite us all,
And have some fun with bat and ball.
Now I have to take your leave,
I can’t see much when we have to heave,
And juggle with papers, money and sieve.
How are things, will you let me know?
Many a seed I have to sow,
Travel I must with tie and bow,
To a new haven so that I can go 🙂
If I were you, I wouldn’t so much worry!.
Let’s just have some meat and curry,
I’d send me some dessert in a hurry,
Before we lose our things in the flurry 🙂
Now, don’t we got things to do?.
Is my name Tom or is it Boo?..
Where I am, there’s a lot of goo 🙂
But we find our way, ain’t that true?…
Do we watch or do we cry?
Do we fish or do we fry?
Not engaging is better,
Than fighting on the sly…
Are we spoilt for choice?
I think not…
Deepening our options,
Is like drinking tea that is hot!.
PlanCngncy(MT)
NWries!!PlningIsGd
HdeIfT.GetBd
A New Model of Charity::All European 🙂
TenneSrch??
Baiting, IT’sO?
Many a drug do I take, with tequila managers at stake,
Do we wish we were there,
Or do we pass things around Delaware?
Signed::GeorgiaHouseWithoutALoon?!
I Like my Nexus, Its a fancy car…
I write hither and Tither, color no bar
Then we move our moolah unbeckoned
Make no mistake, we are first and not second 🙂
My moolah comes from all and sundry,
We are sweet folk, and we do our laundry,
Batteries are however, a different story,
And we move everything sans a lorry!
All this is just my story, I daresay,
Lets just count ours and pray,
That I can get my burger, without the topping,
While the critters go about munching and hopping,
I’ll ask some I know, to send me a fishnet,
so that I can myself some treasures get,
Life ain’t easy, but then we all now know,
so that we can mend a little and then sow,
All this being said, I’m off now,
to get my vegetable dumplings and chow 🙂
Beware::
These stories are a haughty affair,
We think we can for them prepare,
We can’t I tell all my buddies,
All we need do is look at our studies,
And know that without too much, we all have to fare…
It hurts but we are certain,
That we try, and its not fun,
What is unfair is jarring and tough,
lets be careful and breathe, not puff,
we are not uncertain though that isn’t given,
and besides, ain’t I gettin a scarlet ribbon?? 🙂
There are more, I daresay,
The world ain’t a sweetspot
They’ll know when they are caught,
And I’ll have my coffee hot 🙂
Pretty soon, I’ll in many places be,
Give and take a spoon by the sea,
Can we our tales spin?
Without warp and woof or scale and fin!
Then and after in every which way,
We take care to not dither or sway,
Call me cool in the light of day!!
**P-6 G>
Duckduckgo is a spiffy thing,
We gather in it many a ping,
Lets take care lest we slip and slide,
A fall comes to all who take pride,
In seashells brought in by the tide.
Where am I now, you might ask?
I’ve got my feet up after the task 🙂
Loclze-M
Solitaire With a Drink!
Cards are my solitary game,
In red and diamonds of energy fame,
Can we mix and match the 2?
In ending what might just be the flu 🙂
I don’t fight much, but I eat a lot,
And water ain’t in pipelines but in the pot!!
My rice is in pots and vodka too,
But there ain’t no water in my loo!
Can we perchance take a closer look?
In seas and lakes and in that northern nook??
Now do we take of the shirt and balance the scales?
Before my hair tuns white and my lungs get rales??
My friends in white watch star trek a lot,
Where ‘Q’ is dancing behind the lot!!
I wish I could take part too,
With a knife and saber and not this goo…
I made an error with the turning spike,
Mark my words, I am pi..ed and like…
What do we think we are meant to do.
May I make like a seal, and just say boo??
Please, please…
Ok, it seems the verdict is clear,
But I am not just going to sit and say ‘dear’
Let me come up with a hasty plan,
With lappy and tammy, and some semantic elan 🙂
I ain’t no expert I daresay.
Based on machinery beginnings in plentiful foray,
ships and pipes are my gaining lot,
so that I can hedge where I put my pot!!
Perhaps I can pick up where my steel goes,
not wheels mind you, but black bows,
The tummy isn’t my sweet spot,
for flow and pipes with Tea and dot!!
Mind you, I can’t but hurry,
though about the type, there isn’t any worry
Now how about my heating cool?
When am I getting my retirement pool 🙂
Obs and Gynae is a lovely hoove,
Without my money, I can just move,
I am waiting with butt in hand,
so that ‘Q’ can with my moolah land!! 🙂
I dunt eat much, though I have to say,
there is so much work with so little pay,
I am forced to gamble with the rroulette tip,
Or my name ain’t Meissner Pip!!
Find the depth at which it takes,
golden currency with shelf in lake!!
Now then, can we discuss my nifty cut,
I am real pricey with my cuban butt,
And I like my Caviar with tomato sauce,
just so you know your ram from dos!!
Lets just strike a bargain shall we?
I did just better than a C or D,
So send me a nice red check,
so that I can say what the heck,
I am not going to go so far,
just enough for an island to park my car 🙂
My oil comes straight from butty fields,
so that I can buy me some fancy shields,
armour I am in short supply,
and games are afoot with fishy fry!!
I don’t like this one little bit,
give me some EP so that I can take a hit.
This has gone on long enough,
send me some snaps so that I can puff,
many a one out without much ado,
I am serious about the little boo…
And would you believe this Sirs,
the cards that I play are not my spurs,
the little nook will all but remain
with nothing inside but fish from Maine…
I am sick of petty moves,
I am going back to my little shoes,
I was happier with toys and sand,
with a little marble in my hand…
So many people get a bad name,
because I am proud of my fame,
I am going back to my understanding game.
I like figuring out the difficult bit,
And I am going to keep my LED lit.
X21-3
I ain’t in Venice, I ain’t in Rome,
I am where its too cold to call home
The far east is my name, where I write many a pome
Can you guess Vere I’ll need my comb.
Do we run or do we calm,
the monsters inside our very palm,
I am ready to do some serious harm,
Give me the word and I’ll leave for the farm…
I’ve been told to do no such thing,
The odd ping or two isn’t enough,
I should be put behind bars in a cuff.
I have an idea drafted in haste,
Why don’t we just copy and paste,
Lingo bad in many a rhyme,
So that we can our actions time,
send the boy in a furious haste,
amidst an absence of curry and taste,,
Oops, I am misinformed in stately grace,
What do I do to save our face,
The Kindergarten boys are my favorite case,
Without them I lose my lace
I don’t understand much you see…
And where its cold I have to pee,
In school I never managed more than a ‘C’
With it I carved many a fish,
My! Ain’t I a dish??
Lets try this with offence, not harm
It’ll be akin to sheep in a farm,
My woollens I am not so worried about,
What with my catch of trout…..
We can do this I daresay??
Isn’t it time we started to play,
Now I am happy, now I am gay,
With my pants down and my hands in hay…
Adobe isn’t my best friend,
I am just someone with a lens in hand
I lost my nerve in many a soup,
Do we tell or do we coup,
I am just somebody with a snappy name,
And this is my road to fame 🙂
Cycling is my road to pickle,
I take my toes out for a tickle,
I’ll settle for a dime and a nickel,
Just so you don’t call me fickle!!
My men don’t like me so much now,
I like my milk but I kill the cow,
I’m getting really angry and how,
I’m getting my noggin like wowX
Make no mistake, my men are angry,
There is hardly anything to make me some sauce,
Without tomatoes, there is so much loss,
Lets quickly give the onions a toss!!
I am a nice fellow, make no mistake,
allegations, tomatoes and everything fake.
I care tremendously and I bake my cake…
We are a tremulous bunch, and how?
I want my lunch right now
Give me spaghetti, give me fix
Take my tank out just for kicks
My lunch isn’t just rice and pickle,
We’ll all feast and drink and tickle.
our very nerves right to the end,
so that we can a message send!
I like my New Car in alaska, mind
Its like old times, back to the grind,
Trust no one and you will find,
Many a penny and gifts in kind…
I ain’t sayin’ no more, have no worry,
Though I’m askin’ for lots of moolah and curry,
Gimme gimme, you’ll hear me say,
And know nothing more in the time of day 🙂
I am on a train now, make no mistake.
Adults ending is children beset,
Can we just by word of mouth get,
and be happy with what we (let) 🙂
Fruits and jam in many a bottle,
a few sour grapes in full throttle,
make the easter bunny constipated,
lets hurry towards what ‘we’ fated!!
I need some help I have to say,
Can we do a conference to keep at bay,
ending so many when they have no say…
What if I jotted a bit,
called to arms those who get a fit,
thinking about tide and sway
or germs and the like,
publish a bit and take the mike??
Ok, it seems I can’t do so,
And when the time comes,
to reap what we sow,
those who sing will go,
straight into the light,
leaving us to our plight.
I’ve talked of reasons and cause,
leaving some to pause,
but that might not be enough,
so I’ll have to think some more….
I am mad now, if you’ll forgive me,
It is plain for anybody to see,
Trees we fell, and call it reason, vote and kind,
I am going to do something drastic, if you don’t mind….
Calming ourselves, I’ll find some way,
I’ll keep at it night and day,
And there ain’t no needle in the hay.
Papyrus and chieftains are a hardy bunch,
I’ll go get myself some lunch!
A Preamble for All and Sundry!!
My hosting is all for a dime,
Don’t doubt it, with it I rhyme,
Though at times, there might be a hiccup or two,
Please refresh after a bip and poo!!
I’ll be there where you left off,
rhyming away…
Tales about Jam in a Botle…for those who love Marmalade(Serious Stuff…NE’s)
I am writing this with extremer care and I have to,
I alone can do nothing about 1 and 2,
It is not about my end I refer but the new land in SU
I’ll watch some Star Trek while we sieve the grain,
And perhaps Q will say something that will rack my brain??
Here’s what I think I’ll do I think I said,
I’ll bottle my jam all pinky red,
call me clever, call me car,
I run my wheels under the Czar,
who lives in a mighty ship abound in tubes,
so that I can carry my cheese to prince and cube,
There ain’t no place all Yukon like,
From where I launch my vessels with cheese and spike.
The launching hasn’t started yet but tis the plan,
I am just doing the mapping while I flip the pan,
Money and all, it isn’t only,
Its also about who wins when the game gets lonely….
I had to say this and here that too,
a lot is at stake, and for us two…
I sell this info, please be sure,
I like my noodles custom made and silky pure,
Now I’ll watch some star trek, and ask the Q,
To keep this between bread and jam, and lock the loo!
And why you might ask with some gusto,
Cause, those who heave need their cup’o’joe!!
I have tp play CCards now I have to say,
Cause’ nobody knows the price of apples the next day,
pickles are a thing of the past now,
I’m getting my beans in a mush and chow,
Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t talking about noodles,
I’ll save my pennies for lots of love and oodles,
No one will know where I went,
Its sure as he_ _ not Kent 🙂
I don’t believe this!!
Don’t we have enough bees in the bonnet?
What are we supposed to do? Dance in a sonnet!!
The whole wide W is now in a dagger,
And I am not talking about Mick Jagger,
I resign from my post in Kentucky,
I’m off to pluck some sand off chucky.
PS::I’m still availing my pay in lush
Just so nobody thinks I have a rush 🙂
I am completely strait, don’t you know?
I’d like to rip and ride wherever I go,
I am a ‘boy’ just in case,
You think I love my money and save my face…
I think I’ll just defend my fort for today,
So I can dig a trench upto muddy bay,
In the meantime, I’ll buy some onions with my extra pay,
So that I can hide my trenches in all ‘that’ hay!
i’ve had it uptil here,
Gimme my burger with pesto sauce everywhere,
i’m gunning for peace in the neverthere!
Us are friends WE believe,
and we have lost diamonds strait down the depths,
we can’t help but retrieve our loot,
what you will do about our Guns is a point of moot….
Fear not, we War for all and sundry,
we just want everybody else to do our laundry.
I have a question, if you will?
I was happy searching last I remember with a pill….
Can I say something there about those who fly,
Because removal decisions can be ended only by One ??
Oh ok…Centrally disposed whereabouts….
I cannot? Why??
Oh Ok….They’ll be Highlighted-Politically?
My fingers tremble because of pressure in the tub below,
I express my feelings everywhere I go,
I can’t help but use this site,
everytime I think I need a bite 🙂
I am happy as a lark, and fancy,
So much so, that I’ll tell you my name…..
Its Nancy!!
I live in Delaware with my two kittens,
I am 90, extremely intelligent, and knit mittens 🙂
There I said it all, there’s nothing to hide,
Now I am travelling to SanFrancisco Bay to watch the tide 🙂
Deadlines and threats, and some goo…
I kept safe, no worries, with camera’s in the loo…
Anything with a “Pol…” I do not get,
So I had to ask this on our let 🙂
Now I am hungry as a horse,
Excuse me now, while I give my onions a toss 🙂
The Centrally Disposed are purely advisory,
TopHat acts unreachable,
Things are just temporary,
Without forks, dinner is perfunctory…
If there is fallout aplenty,
channels will dither by twenty,
call me dumb, call me happy,
we still have to tackle those with the lappy…
projections might not matter much,
these’ systems are flawed to the touch,
we’ll need to come and go,
just so those who suffer stay low…
The CD are in the haven business,
for those who ‘only’ tout their might,
Pusuing the many roads to the far right,
We generate many a task,
so that you can carry your water without the flask….
The ‘Dis’arming will come only later,
or my name isn’t Tom Slater.
If we don’t do anything now,
generations will go into pow wow,
I am getting mad now,
help me a little so I don’t kill the cow….
Ok, I have been told to not say anymore,
But what do I do about my foreign shore?
Things are hairy to say the least,
If I have my way, Slater will need a priest….
What If I tell them(CD) wee know,
and that wee’ll some disregard sow,
into the minds of all things good
so that they’ll have to move around with a hood??
Might I make like an all-powerful everything,
so that Flash Gordon falls in love with M’ing,
Because they (CD) are dumb beyond repair,
and I don’t have any more loss to share???x
TheFR’are worse than anything,
And Ming is like a babe in toots, and I am king…
I hate this world, I am going now,
please send me some noodles so that I can take a bow.
Ok, Tks, I’ve been told I cannot give up now,
But I am just sad that people can be like this….
TheCD R Stupid, they only see their gain,
there will be so many with so much pain,
I think I see now, they’ll do this anyway,
While we on a branch with our tails sway?
I’ll just hang on for some time now, I think…
See if in the armour there is a chink,
Just while away time with music and the like,
until its time again to take the mike???x?
Ok, I’ve been told this is absolutely the right thing to do,
I have a friend outside who says Moo!
Maybe I’ll go out and find her,
She’s lovely with big eyes, and no fur 🙂
A lil about those who are supposedly all wrong…
They keep themselves shielded from influence, see
covering my face is the absence of stimulus for myself,
that way I can more towards the natural be.
‘I’ enforce this credo without pomp, wrong they might b
“A” enforce their interests on land and sea
The question is not who is at fault, don’t mind me,
And thats where we err in our opinions, please do see,
Chocolate isn’t nourishing, it is like a poison bee
Releasing my angst onto another with chocolate is far worse,
than the money I always save in my purse!
Summary:: My children, and women are safe, do not doubt.
I do not ask you to do the same, or shout
I just keep myself from too much influence
While the ‘good ‘ ones poison with sense!!
Forgive me, but I’ll carry on…
‘TH’ is telling all that they are worried for their lives to deal,
while he makes sure he always has a lavish meal,
how much more Crim…. do you think I can get?
I need my cow now and a lot lot more,
I’m getting tired of this sickening bore.
“”He is using his influence to sabotage peace in “I”””
So you see…ahem
Things are criminal there, we all know,
We will police so that we can stow,
those who are bad and ugly, and never let them go
This is the message I give to all…
sabotage peace without a call.
I do this with full knowledge!!
Today is a day of disclosure, I have worse….
The wing of the CD that is ‘foreign’ (Not all)
Cultivate color in the land to reach origins through subterfuge….
I am getting sick of this, I have friends there….
Nancy.
m’My Specials are already in the land,
they are getting’ ‘the rule of law,
So that They can in half Saw,
While TH creates confusion and lie,
so that he can with energy tie,
all things with an O and a P,
Do i search on CD??x?
Do not utter a peep I’ve been told,
But I am getting mad—I was better off sad…
We cannot do anything, the higher ups so say,
I want to plant Chucky on hay,
so that he might make like a windmill
just air and wind on THE windowsill….
Ok, I will not say anything on search,
they’ll just botch it up and lurch,
I’ll just sit tight with all my might.
xC, tks
I might be wrong about this,
too much ugliness and my hair starts to hiss,
I seem to see plays to eliminate,
She&He so that gone are all guards,
without which we are at mercy’ s fate…
I am just sad now, not angry,
so much gusto for free,
and we ruin a small part,
when we could be creating from the start.
We are In’t, no?
Can I Rush 2, I mean in my dreams and all?
Go ahead I’ve been told…
It works uncannily it seems,
the time isn’t in streams,
I might get now tomorrow,
In a boat full of sorrow….
But I get to scare some wits,
so I am happy with my socks and mitts 🙂
Let me Op till say tomorrow eve (LT)
then we’ll make some grain and heave!!
Tks 🙂
In case we aren’t asleep…
I went on search and tried to help,
All of them are not so bad,
“” Fallbacks must be civilian a tad.””
Thats good, no?? Tks…
The rest is already said,
Now I am going to talk on TED 🙂
Rest assured I am still mad,
Want to make Chucky a lad,
whose cheeks don’t work without fail,
Now I think I’ll focus on Rail….
A bit tired I have to say,
I am going to find those who munch on hay 🙂
There’s confusion everywhere we all know,
WWe are toying with all those who go,
into storms and gales, and put on a show,
I’m retiring now, I’ll have you know,
so that I can pinch the TTeddy with arrow and bow…
Wwe Like to incite all them men,
so that they get their flares and clubs,
We do this to sign into roads,
that take us all the way to ”Pubs!x
While Wwe hide away our treasure,
and make it unreachable,
escept for us to measure!!
The double gain is always Right,
Who are you to tell us not to fight…
the error isn’t made in haste,
I’d like to some blood taste,
I have half a mind to bend the rules,
but Chucky and all are just a band of fools.
This is what happens when we think only we are good,
and the rest are just a waste to be understood.
Things are getting really bad now, I must declare,
Maintain calm, and let us not flare…
Keep looking at those who suffer, and let us be kind,
We’ll get through this if we mind,
and leave the past completely behind.
I am doing what is Right, we all say,
carry my load if you nay,
(We) will obstruct everything fancy,
or my name isn’t Tom Clancy…,,,
We have to be very quiet now,
Or x things will bury deep down,
consider all affairs with a lens not mine,
lest our anger begins to shine.
Love me Knot but this could be my plan,
W’e chart things with great elan,
And leave Popp’ys where we are,
so that W’e can sspread our love sans bar,
Don’t get me wrong I am not amused,
strike and dot will be forever fused,
in case we change o’ur throne in petty haste,
so that W’e can some artery taste…
Break(Typo 🙂 )
Now I am going to get my beauty nap,
get my tea and strengthen sap,
don’t forget to keep one ear,
so that I can send my message clear….
Uprise(last) of I’nflation is an act of war,
against whom We love without going too far,
the poor are mobilized by factions who sell,
those who are “”pure”” cannot tell…
Their vision is clouded by contamination in,
much like a shark hides an injured fin…
People understand nothing and get their meals,
while power shifts on all those Wheels,
the steering is “Foreign and that is true,
and those who are “P” start seeing blue.
I am sad now, people think they know,
while all we have is pain and cannot stow,
whatever we think is the truth out there,
and we are willing to fling and flare,
what hurts hurts us all,
and even so we hurt those who call,
the yonder differently, and think they fall,
if what they think is true is hurt and torn,
while W’e are better off with prejudices shorn.
TH is no different despite all he has,
‘I’ have anguish while they feed on gas,
If I were to choose who to steep,
I would pick Chucky without going too deep…
I am getting mad now again,
Can i shout on search like i was in Maine??x?
I cannot I’ve been told,
but I want to cook some noodles,
to hide the oodles of the orient,
and fling it far and wide,
so that Chucky has nowhere to hide…
i am whiling away time thinking of my friends,
things will not be rosy given past trends,
the advisors are cautious and One is cocky,
we ought to prepare for things getting rocky…
Poetic License for the preparation of NNoodles 🙂
If you will, consider this,
the orient is mighty and can hiss,
Dragons from Us’ when stop to land,
I’nflation will cease, but we’ll have no money at hand,
Our piggy bank will run dry,
since we’ll have a lot of fish to fry…
The Orient will close Kung-fu panda’s noodles,
and all we’ll be left with is oodles!!
Hungry we’ll be do not doubt,
Case by case, I vow to shout,
I am mad now at the sick lot,
you’ll know who I faught.
I’m hoping the license won’t be needed,
Since we’ve always our sauce heeded,
if such things do come to pass,
we’ll have to buckle up and leave the lass 🙂
CD(F) Tails…(For Upsell))
I live in many a country North of my origin,
Although I settled in the South for many a day,
Now I go back to the Cea and search for hay,
This hay is for the munching,
I call them LRIW, if you get my sense,
And the natives of the Cea do it for pence….
srchKeywrd::rattle(Vee-NL,anonymousBrwo))
??(GPol))
One has a banana, not a carrot,
He is wanting US to make like a parrot,
so that we tow his line,
all the while as he appears fine!!
I do not know why i feel this,
Do you know if we can kiss,
goodbye to all thoughts prayerful,
without having to the beard pull??
Hate them He’ says,
without the backing of the soothsayers,
He is angry because we are the payers….
The …sayers are the CD…
This is much of GPol,
They are acquiescing to his call,
as They head towards a fall,
the matters of the CD are a mighty affair,
and i can only judge by the fair,
in wind and mind without doing,
while those who munch grass go about mooing…
I have a feeling this does not bode well for us,
injury without redness is akin to pus…
I am just declaring how I feel,
we might not have to worry about the banana peel,
but just in case we might slip,
i think we we should make certain that we clip,
all ink in case and form,
and prepare to live in the dorm 🙂
Possibility:-
If the orient& were to choose,
who should win and who should lose,
we might have things expensive,
and in shadows live…
W’e will back those W’ho are mad,
senseless and cruel without being sad…
No one will know O’ur game,
and W’e will put all to shame….
I will try and not be shy,
Project and state, all possibilities sly,
so that we can take many steps,
in directions that help in mind,
so that we can be with kind,
all peoples in many a land,
And be Mick of our band 🙂
Gimme, gimme you’ll hear me say,
so that I can be with those who munch all day 🙂
P6Ware
The Bunny Ssleeping means liquid spread we all know,
Wars are bad the ‘Boy says,
While he plans to deliver goods to Leaning ways
to begin many an uprising in far away lands,
you haven’t got me wrong, I mean sands…
wE R all haughty, i am sure,
wE R trying to all ills cure,
call me naughty, call me violet,
I am trying to all things N’oisy get!!
Possibilities:::
I’nflation is barring strait A’s
so that TH continues with his vocal ways,
In case W’e do not manage our trifles,
we’ll have to use cucumber not apples…
let us be really really careful, I would think,
and keep blue in front of our eyes and not even pink!!
This will be difficult, we all know,
let me see if I can some apple grow…. 🙂
Baking cakes with P’owder (Illicit allowance for limericks)-Nancy
I like my differences Rroasted,
You won’t know who sat and who posted,
If W’I fight for another day,
We’ll have a High pay…
An aside–NotGpol(Medically On us)
The PrimePerson is good, we have no doubts,
I don’t know why but I seem to need sprouts,
Agriculture isn’t for the naming,
The Prime will be heartbroken in taming,
all who see less in the haze,
in the N’oise and steady gaze….
Lets keep Our meds in nice little packets,
so that we don’t mess any rocks,
and when it is chilly, lets wear socks….
Could we let the prime a little nudge,
so that he doesn’t feast on so much fudge,
calling it easy isn’t our game,
now I am gearing up for rock’n’roll fame!
I am trying 2 go up High,
Without missing so much as a sigh,
I need a horse that doesn’t neigh 🙂
–Highlife((Outside the spotlight)
I am thinking I am going,
To lands in the midst of knowing,
what it is and who we are,
Call me petty and disgruntled in the land of the Czar,
II know the ranks of who’s who and where,
The Isle’s are specified with paint and share,
The Belly is to the far left,
and the louvre is ripe for some gambling deft…
Thence and Forward((Without Wifi–Shredder)
My land is my ownR
Without which I couldn’t have shownHer,
Now I have 2 RusH
One is there and One(R) is mush!!
I might be wrong about this,
every bit is starting to hiss,
We like our P’past for the good they did,
don’t doubt it II am being candid,
call me silly, call me pure (A),
II am filling the place with my cure,
to surf on backlash(P) all tidy,
Poseidon will punish if we dont Hidy!!
Don’t get me wrong, i love my thong,
Just in case u think I’ll strike the gong
Posse Uncarried (If and when)
I like my strait A’s with dispute,
lest the sharks get cute,
when we fall, we take them all,
TThat is how they break us down,
Carry my load without a frown!!
So many innocent folk will be hurt,
the count is minimal in those who are curt,
i am losing it i have to say,
i am picking a horse that finds its way…
Posse carried ((If at all…)x
Now we will hear loudly from those who CC…are,
We will have to maintain resources, and beware,
madness isn’t the one and only,
we’ll have to bide our time even when lonely…
P6::, will likely FFan the embers,
till the fire and ash turns to flame,
Who it is II will pick to blame,
depends on a numbers game,
RRoulette is only for the fancy,
or my name isn’t just-Nancy
Might I add i like my ‘T’ars,
or else I would buy some cars!!…
I hate them II sez,
and u all should too,
II’ll ‘expose’ every bit now and then,
so that II can lift paper with pen…
i ain’t an author i must declare
i only do snippets with care,
its medicine for those who dun’t have no hair 🙂
It might not work with too much glee,
when we move in the dark, and can’t see…
Fun is far away for all of us,
lets just manage our comfort bus…
i’m getting some grapes to munch upon,
i can see o..ne there who is a con,
bad he is, not mad,
i need to do something rather quick, a tad…
II like my fish without bait,
for the spoils of treasure, II can’t wait,
Let me think about my next escapade
and besides, I can’t find my blade…
i am not taking any other risk,
except to at the station frisk,
those who call themselves fair,
and build fort upon lair…
WWe are setting down a trap,
to carry all towards o’ur map
so that we can’t tell good from bad,
after WWe’ve our victory had…
WWe are happy to show,
where our BMullets will go,
once we’ve done our thing,
Now u see why we had to fling,
O’ur arrows towards the golden land,
there’s still time to join our band!!
Would it be safe to say it,
just something like this,
to the CD, and send a flying kiss??
.
Trivia (Serious) 4 all….
Why is sensation common in different parts of the body?
Class in session 🙂
tis time we all rested,
no matter how the P’owerful jested,
I know we try our best,
Now I’ll try and test,
If my cow is of the divine ilk,
and whether one end is moo, the other milk 🙂
A lil about goo (ALAG)-If u will (IYW)-When time permits Roses…
My(an) is in a state of spurs,
Fuelling darkness which isn’t hers(In)
When Bdsh comes to town,
We’ll all have to duck down!!
My word there’s no end 2 the niceness,
I’d much rather be at L’ness!
Maybe we could have something 2 gain,
and we’ll be able 2 work to ease the pain…
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Eeny meenie mynie moe,
who’s a friend and who’s a foe,
lets just grab a cup ‘o’ joe!!
.
One is footloose and doesn’t play ball,
He likes his toys without a call,
I am stocking up with due diligence,
so that we can keep watch at the fence…
Advisory….
When We Scramble the I’s,
We know all, and everybody guzzles pies,
We try and temper our leanings,
and worry about beginnings……
we feel bad, I know so…
Doing grave wrong without being in the know,
IS C, I ought to say,
Those who learn will be happy for next day,
There are many more problems with millions in pain,
that’s what we focus on, for all who sacrifice, and nothing gain??
This is how the powerful hurt the poor,
of very cruel intent we can be sure,
all these people will go unpunished,
while they seek some reprieve in tears…
I am taking the white horse straight to all lanes.
Tis time to look at those who sing,
hard work comes with nary thing!!
I’ll be here plugging away,
with burger and fries during the day 🙂
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??x!–NancyLoose 🙂
WE’re worried but really kind?
WEKnow if W’e fight, u won’t mind,
lets just get everyone involved?
and we’ll have our troubles solved?
There isn’t much I have to say…
Lets leave it open for another day,
I’ll do what I do anyhow,
Keep rein over my chow…
When I mind my own business, the world has to pay,
I told u so, u won’t hear me say…
Nursery Rhyme!!
Oodles oodles, where’s my noodles?
Can i take a chance and make some strudels?
Fruit loops and chocolate make my day,
i’m hiding my gummy bears in my pay!! 🙂
The M’achinery will now crank and shift…
While we our burdens lift.
I’ remove the influence that departs,
and their human element that parts,
from the pure and mightly that they think,
that their h’eretics with the devil link!
It will be quite some time before we see,
their hearts soften and their burden be,
everyone’s to share equally without pomp,
and influence be deftly gleaned,
and their history be cut and cleaned…
The other world has seen this too,
love is mixed with a lot of goo,
They need time to clearly spell,
before we can their meaning tell….
What they do often is no doubt bad,
It is more sickness than it is mad.
One is doing the very same,
and calling goo with another name,
we ought to let them bicker with toys,
that we build and growth destroys,
Its simple if we just understand,
and let the heart be before the hand….
Why is it that we seem to know,
and still have to let the chocolate go?
i am now going to make like an ape,
and give my hair a different shape! 🙂