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The Perfect Man

I’m the Perfect Man
My claim is pure truth
Disprove me if you can
Go on – ask Doctor Ruth

A Poet I can be
With a brain of note
My rhymes may praise me
But they so float your boat

Two wheels where I please
Carving out my own line
Living life in the breeze
A journey so divine.

By dirt track or by tar
Twists the road and right hand
I roam free, at times far
There and back overland.

Brno, Nikon or Penn
Reel gun ‘n’ camera I tote
A man amongst men
Yeah, your boat I do float.

Great days gone and to run
Lived at home or abroad
Spent them under the sun
All to one accord.

Poets soul haunting me
Lu C in da perfect believe
You will. I am so free
Brillant mind words weave.

In a world full of dopes
Tis tempting to be wise
To not raise your hopes
Yet how need she cries

Hoping to meet the wiz
Normal man so unlike
He who holds your heart is
Bard on a motorbike.

Drop the haughty eyeing
Young woman so fine
It’s my drink you’re buying
Already you are mine.

Go ahead use your tact
All the tricks that you can
You can’t change the fact
I’m The Perfect Man.

26 to own

Twenty-six years this Earth has known

Of a pure flower by our Lord sown

This Beauty He called to mourn and groan

A world forgetting it’s not its own.

 

Into such wisdom you have grown

Because to prayer your spirit’s prone.

To wife and mothers station blown

By calling Abba’s will your own.

 

Now you tend lambs that moan

If they don’t get an icecream cone

Sometimes on and on they drone

These Eden’s joys we call our own.

Up Down Sideways Over.

Boondoggled
Thinking Smoggled
Thickly stew
Shoot a cockatoo
Up.

Flummoxed
Feeling poxed
Angsty poo
Tie a kangaroo
Down.

Kanoodled
French poodled
Doggy doo
Step away you
Sideways.

Policenated
Yankee doodled
Good for you
Life is through
Over.

Empire Building

In New York

Handling a dork

Rachel faking

Sisterhood.

 

Sat on Broadway

In New York

See Newsies’ talk

Cheap bus taking

Sisterhood.

Emily Park.

Odd is she

In her

Honda odyssey.

 

Reversing out

It got

Knocked about.

 

Going forward

It was

Cruelly gored.

SamandLydiaIlling

Sam awesome man –

A new dawn!

Lydia – you’ll discover incredible adventure

(Including loving living in New Guinea?).

Hypo Critters

Do what I want

Don’t want what I do

Do it right now

Before trouble finds you.

Sometimes it finds me

Troubling my soul

Found inconsistent

Falling in a hole.

Those Hypo Critters

Dig traps everywhere

Promptly forget them

And tumble in unaware.

I’d certainly shoot them

Except that I know

The beast travels inside me

Wherever I go.

Yes, I’m rather torn

I hate them so well

But because I love me

Whacking Hycrits won’t sell.

Always help

but

Never need

Always hurt

but

Never broken

Always tough

but

Never strong

Always busy

but

Never still

Always best

but

Never worst

Always can

but

Never will

Always know

but

Never learn

Always look

but

Never see

Always preach

but

Never repent

Always sorry

but

Never change

Always what

but

Never why

Always big

but

Never small

Always shut

but

Never open

Always win

but

Never lose

Always cool

but

Never warm

Always go

but

Never stop

Always text

but

Never call

Always knew

but

Never known

Always joke

but

Never funny

Always comment

but

Never judge

Always pray

but

Never watch

Always promise

but

Never deliver

Always doing

but

Never done

Always been

but

Never being

Always try

but

Never do

Always full

but

Never empty

Always teacher

but

Never student

Always wise

but

Never foolish

Always said

but

Never spoken

Always angry

but

Never care

Always right

but

Never wrong

Always fun

but

Never serious

Always bold

but

Never hesitate

Always hero

but

Never saved

Always take

but

Never give

Always fast

but

Never slow

Always read

but

Never comprehend

Always cut

but

Never bleed

Always sore

but

Never cry.