In the shabby hotel meeting room the marathon Chicken Poo Bingo Game ground into the next morning. A classic orange cult, head in the sand pastime. The prize being a bucket of Kentucky Fried. Leggs Eleven, the frantic mob boss, grabbed the Bingo number squatter by the ears shouting, “Said needed Two Fat Ladies!” he spat “Not Two Little Ducks!”
Tag: prompts
Jean Genie
There's a whole lot more
To hormones than what's hidden
Under our genes jeans
This I know because
Limbic System told me so
Give me an "Amen!"
Going to the Dodo
Ski Instructor: “You need to keep that Dodo wearing the lampshade at the bar and off of the slopes.”
Note to self: “No more ski trips with extinct flightless birds.”
Brewed
I fully exercise my brood
First thing in the mourn
Dark and murky coffee brewed
Radical free verse bourne
Haiku Tanka Senryu cadence
Drives morning muse stance dance
Since my brood is grown and gone
Performed with no one looking on
Can execute with awkward impunity
Brewed in social media immunity
From dark brooding brew confusion
A day of perpetually amused infusion
Bottoms Up
From medieval power drinking
To Days of Wine and Roses
Bacchanals
Then Leaving Las Vegas
Now we all stay hydrated
Twenty four seven
With personal bottles of
Cool Cool Water
Water
Meanwhile in saloons it's
Guzzle Guzzle Guzzle
As they shove it down their muzzle
These are the words we like to hear
MORE BEER!
Maintenance drinking
Binge drinking
Drinking with intent
Or drinking in place
Temperance to tolerance
The bar bill for the signers
Of the Declaration of Independence
Was ginormous
Cruisin' & Boozin'
Through history it's clear
Spirits were everywhere
Even where they shouldn't be
Then there was my girl
Luck of the Irish
Luck can be a friend
Luck can be a foe
It all just depends
On which way it goes
Don’t Fear the Wheel
The priesthood of the red robed Lobster cult in charge of the Inquisition said, “It wasn’t cruel to break someone on the wheel.” With a labyrinth of pious accusations and rationalizations they would soak the ground with the blood of the yellow robed Crab cult. This ushered in the rocking age of Blue Oyster cult.
Wordle
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Detached
Ambivalent
Neutral
That's how I feel
About today's Wordle
Wordle 1,452 X/6
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So many words
So few spaces
Played with
No protection
No strategy
No googling
No hints
Played like I play golf
The more swings
The more fun
The more words
The more better
Too many words
Idling in my noggin
Not in Park
But in Neutral
Better than Reverse
One
Two
Three on my tree
Rationalization you say
Obstinate maybe
Blown clutch perhaps
Detached
Ambivalent
Neutral
Fortunately all with
Too many letters
To be a Wordle answer
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Home Run
Went out for a pint
Back to mine for a nice pant
Sweet pent up release
With a satisfying punt
Over a pont to a dream
Divide
Wedge
A simple machine
Used by early humans.
To do
Useful things for all
Still used today
To do
Useful things for some
Control.
Divide.
Conquer.
Sow distrust
Of those you should trust
Buy solutions
From those you shouldn't
Just keep on buying
What they're selling
Then fight each other
Over leavings.
So people
Stay in their place.
So people
Know their place.
In the American scheme
Or maybe I’ll just have another slice of the pie. I remember having long discussions with New Yorkers, I was working with, about pizza. Not about virtues, quality, or flavors; but about presentation. Many thin crust pizza around here are cut into squares, which incensed the New Yorker contingent, because they’re felt a pizza pie should be cut into wedges. They felt that it was the telos of a pie and not the logos of pie eating. Or some such nonsense. Keep in mind these were advertising pukes.
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