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Cranky

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1. Widow Twanky.
An honorific she earned after her husband Cranky Twanky passed.
2. Buttons.
Things you have to push to find out what they really do.
3. Cinders.
Burn your cinders to the bone, what do you get? Boney Cinders
4. The Beast.
Something we all must try to keep at bay
5. Gru.
A thing we all need to grow some of to hide away for a rainy day
6. Cruella de Vil
Hunter Thompson's big car of choice for some fear and loathing duty in Las Vegas 
7. The Fairy Godmother
Maternal Changeling terrorizing children 
8. Abanazar.
When you don't have enough to qualify as Abundanza
9. Carabosse
The last railroad car on The Bosses train
10. King/Queen Rat.
The big cheeses at the local Rodent Club
Fibbing Friday 12th September

Sept 11 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



Combustion engine
Waste elements exhausted
Out the backend pipe



It's hard to contain 
My indifference to some things
A very long list



Having ambition
Be the whale in the puddle
Is all some folks want



Phrazez that Payzez

"I'm a loan officer at a bank.  
It's my job to get people to buy 
things they can't afford."

The squeak of sneakers echoed from the palatial volleyball court, causing ripples in His Nibs gravy boat. The feast was commencing. Most of that viscous lumpy brown swill had not yet splattered His Grotesquerie’s person as it soon would. He was fumbling over the jigsaw puzzle of specialty silverware when the servant with the wrist orchid put the matter to rest.

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Sept 10 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



had to devour
the bearable claws and all
I was so hungry



shame to devour
accrued goodwill in one bite
stuffed down greedy maw



I'll keep taking bites
Out of the grave apple til
Chomping on the core



Phrazez the Payzez

Whisper it into the ear of a duck
and it will eventually get to me.

Sept 9 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



how can one person
embody all the vile things
found in one nation



A plain brown wrapper 
Sent via the Post Office
Retro Only Fans



This years harvest time
May be strictly DIY
So happy pickin'



Flapping wings above
The spector of a sparrow 
Now casts doubt about 
A harvest of happiness 
When hope had a common goal



Do people with no intelligence
Lean on artificial intelligence 
To try and look smarter


It's artificial
So artifactual clone
Copy and pasting
Losing presupposed vigor
Of purported intellect
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Sept 8 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



Willow in the wind
Flowing dance to nature's call
Shameless shimmy shake 



Horrid little thing
Squeezed out of its hardened shell
I know how to fix
Butter garlic and some bread
Special plate with little pits



Only time will tell
If only I could tell time
Mind your own business



when selling power
meets stern buying resistance 
art of the squeal 



Some very smart people
Believe some very dumb things
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Sept 7 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



Doorway cracks open
Rusty hinges creak and groan
Wait! I brought lube. [SLAM]



High bathroom window
Climb in only to receive
Terlet foot plunge prize


read it in a book
heart is a lonely hunter
so it must be true



Sardine loves packed house
Lonely little fishy when
solo in a tin

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Sept 6 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



Occupied city
Don't trip the light fantastic
Just duck and cover

trip over my own
words only to land flat on 
the page once again



Once we had a chance
But the entitled want it back
So back to serfdom we go
They now have rowboats
To fight their arbitrage wars



the deathly pall of
crimson chill spreads over once
free and happy folks



A chill in the air
A nip in the bud of life
A change's a comin'



Spicy absolutism 
A bad case of blazer raid throat


Two little boys scream
Menaced by a bumble bee
Under Gary's porch

Eventually
Gary's mom comes out to see
Shooed away the bee

Shakes her head at us
With great disdain for the boys
Such little babies

Sept 5 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



two or more voices
offend aural dissonance
in sweet harmony


Kind of hard to tell
The genuine article

finally found it
the genuine article
Foaming Pleroma
for the closest shave ever
with Great Archon's straight razor



Nature's harmony 

From the grill chamber 
Song of the Abalone
Kelp forest rock screams

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Sept 4 2025

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The Daily Dread

Yesterday



some barely conscious 
of IRL surroundings
subsumed all day while
partaking of violent games
ingesting haughty delights



Open eyes receive
Open ears and minds absorb
Harvest stimuli


I met the new moon
Just the same as the old moon
Shadow creep display 


In new moon dreaming
I harvest my conscious thoughts
Til sunrise bird song



Phrazez that Payzez 

Anguished product of my own individuation. 
Via Very Bad Wizards 
Arthur Schopenhauer
German philosopher

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