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Well Well Well.

Have we been sniffing round the old kitchen one minute too long?

perhaps you should sweat off a few pounds singing a song.

I know I could use a degree,

In orchestral maneuvers that occur after three.


Dare I say more, perhaps I should wait,

I open my mouth, and in goes the cake.

Are not we men?

Happy strung go lucky day.
Overt covert blown away.

Orange, purple, haze of blue.
Ocean mist is seafoam true

Lost in transit, safe return
Homeless puppy, receipt? Return!

Length of time, not accurate
On big plumpness, we have sat.

Derelict and then sucked dry
Waving musket flowers high.

sore throat ever filled with strep
Open mind is bandaged up.


Poetry was never my strong breath.

You Have Not

You have not a clue, but that is okay, as you are about to find that which you did not know you were looking for. But I did. . . . I knew you were looking for it.

You have grown wise in your basement.

Wise men have seen past the sign and now they are in line with the divine state of time versus that fine line of cinematic desperation time.

It does not good to flick your nose at a nin-com-poop.

It does not good to search google for nincompoop either.

I have not the time, nor the inclination to lay down.

Your roots are showing, and I used to like it.

Your car is not worth the paper it is printed on.

I hope you get two of everything you want one of.

Peace!

Spring into Summer

You will find yourself, oddly enough, springing from winter into spring. This would be just fine, if summer wasn't peeking it's head around the corner whispering, come out and play with me.

A large dog will walk slowly down the street in California, while across the country in New York a large dog will be doing the exact same thing.

Another shocking thing. . . an eel.

You have large amounts of envy, but like your Halloween costumes from last year, you keep them in a box stored at the local church with the words, 'do not open, sinful box'.

Best wishes,
Hugs and kisses,
How's the mrs.,
Don't sleep with the fishes,

True Dat

Just Is

Love is in the air, so wear a smock.

Dreams are everywhere, but that is no reason to stay asleep.

You have been visited by someone in your area in the past three years.

You will find yourself suffering from a small bout of chicken socks. Which is a bizarre form of arm flapping whilst making the silliest noises and wearing socks on your hands.

Your grandma's recipe for tapioca will end up on the internet as a new additive for bio-diesel fuel.

You are wearing something white.

Under the overpass

underscoring the overbite
of a centuries worth of instant camera flashes
we wobble but don't fall down.

eclipsed by a honda accord convention
we dripped loningly into the pool of least resistance fighters

overly cautious,
we boldly stayed quite about the yelling horse man in the last race
(Nostradummas was clearly talking about Howard Dean in that last quatrain)

fretting about the guitar strings
we played our last hand like a muted trupmet

but we played flat notes on paper pads with broken pencils and dormant dorm room drama's.

dear.

Heavy Hitters

Like wings of a dove, you will flap around hysterically.
Laughing at the multi coloured hat worn out by years of breakdancing

Oh yes, the whispers will all be true,
except the ones about you.
dreams can come true, but
only if they come by way of Brooklyn.

a deer in the headlights is worth two in the bush

a squirrel in hand is worth a squirrel in the bush

what is this in the bush thing?

Wait, I'll guess, er um, prophesy that is means the country will be bush free after our next election, unless you count Jeb bush.

He'll carry on, and on, and on.

lest the country vote libertarian.

By the way, you are happy to see me, again.

mucho distorto

Another great disturbance in the force has been felt.

It seems the nuclear fibers on my shirt have come unraveled causing the mushroom cloud to now look like a lightening bolt.

But of greater import, the export market will rise and the import value of oil of viola will be a huge hit. . . when it smashes box office records kept in a fragile glass housing.

Best wishes for the new year,

May it bring sobering news and life affirming activities,

SO it is written, so shall it be published,

Sorry Everybody

Sorry Everybody

This site came across my desk.

It has humour and an international flavour to it.

Of course, if you worked hard for what you believe in, you should not really have many regrets, but it still seemed interesting enough to inspect. There are people of all types shown here. ANd you are free to post your own photo in this catalogue.

Best wishes for the holydays,

Scott

A great Disturbance

There will be a great and horrible disturbance in the force over the next few years.

These times will try our medle and see what it is we art made of.

A person at least twice, will bump into another person today.

This will happen twice and perhaps again thrice.

A great thing will also happen in another country, but as the news only covers bad things you may not hear of it, but trust the psychic blog. . . it happened.

I really mean it.

You, despite a history to the contrary, will sleep really well tonight.

You are not gay anymore.

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