Mon., 31-Mar-2008
Hey, ‘Smooches’! Your ‘Paw’ is pissing me off!
Yes! Eight ‘slong’ years like Pinocchio’s swoon!
Shits by ‘Uncle PM’, my hard work - scoff!
Sticking and trolling; you fat, purple prune!
Godless men praying to government trough,
Shots by CIA from a dentist goon.
A ’Harrisham Rhyme’ poem about unfinished business of ‘ten syllables’ with rhyming scheme of ‘ababab’.
Author’s note: This teeny, weenie, short poem is inspired by a photo showing his fat boy in a purple and white checkered shirt and another phone call about his ongoing dental problems around 04:30PM.
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Tue., 11-Mar-2008
Sorry dude, can’t help you know
Dealing with fat bastards’ cow
Oil rich from Africa drug dealing dope
No food for oil but stealing hope
Lying and cheating for over a year
Seven in total, drafts expired clear
Until the end of the month again
Transparent transactions, the mighty pen
Another short poem in rant about unfinished business by TPTB. Here is one of many news link of happenstance related to petroleum (oil and gas): http://allafrica.com/stories/200703310008.html .
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Fri., 29-Feb-2008
Labeling losers with bullshits and lies
Swatting at those wall sticking flies
Denying the truth by ‘Don’ who slanders
Keeping the suck ups and orgone panders
Extorting and controlling those who don’t belong
Removing those who are wrong and strong
Their ‘love and light’ means nothing at all
A place in heaven through an anonymous call
‘Mews’ and my pic of that ‘evil reptilian whore’
‘Amero’ and ‘EU’, the dollar no more
Get out of my way! I need scientific proof!
Moving orgone and the CIA spoof.
Hey! This is another short poem about the agents — us female bitches, including clueless ‘Christians’, prolific gifters, healthy healers, wily witches, etc…
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Thu., 28-Feb-2008
To ‘Shrimpsei’ and his disingenuous forums:
It’s about those Moronic quorums.
Google ‘Pete’ and his last name of kin –
The Fiji author of my video, upload grin.
TPTB are pissing me off!
Laughing and spitting with their cough
Related to each other, interbreeding kinds
He too is responsible for reading our minds.
Hey! It’s a short poem ranting about unfinished business.
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Wed., 6-Feb-2008
Another compilation of poems originally meant as prose. Today, the cloudy but then the skies were filled with an armada of sylphs. Yesterday was very clear blue skies with failed attempts at chemtrails.
20080203-Merciful Parasite
Created on Sunday, February 03, 2008 2:47:44 PM
An undying, vain monster with morals: It’s like a blood sucking vampire who won’t drink blood to survive by killing another life form.
20080203-Believe Me
Created on Sunday, February 03, 2008 2:19:17 PM
Take my words as fact and at face value.
My words don’t need support with facts from other people.
There are no known, scientific proofs as evidence for my belief systems.
20080131-With Age
Created on Thursday, January 31, 2008 12:28:29 PM
I am a shiny red apple waiting to be picked.
The man of my dreams is a grape to be licked.
There is no comparison between him and me.
Together we make the best fruity wine spree.
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Wed., 6-Feb-2008
evil so that we may live
evil so that we may enlightened
as illuminated beings
the dirty jobs abound
for those willing to take the fall
Author’s note: A short poem about a play on the word ‘evil’.
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Wed., 6-Feb-2008
Oh the legacy of being in the ‘know’!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Once you’re in, you never get out!
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Author’s note: A short poem based on articles about conspiracy with the sound of ‘snap’ to control the mind of victims and the resulting sound of ‘tap’ to eliminate any threat to TPTB.
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Wed., 6-Feb-2008
Shapeshifting reptoids so vile and so green
Windsurfing androids of smiley bile unseen
Sulphuric fire and brimstones from hell
Societies so secret even I cannot tell.
More layers of lies by the kinky haired one
The fat man and bush whackers will never be done
A big African nation where clerks are on strike
The dark ones are foolish — they are all alike.
Author’s note: First stanza based on Bill Maher’s appearance on Larry King Live (CNN). Second stanza based on a phone call received today at 03:33PM.
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Fri., 1-Feb-2008
Me love you long time for fluffy clouds of white
Puff, puff, hugs of ‘Wee!’ everything’s all right
Kiss, kiss, sylphs of ‘Ahh!’ against clear blue skies
Me love you long time SMILING widely, no lies
Thanks Father for looking out for us
Against this morning’s brown-filled puss
Of chemtrails laid by government tools
No white washed blankets by the fools
Author’s note: There were heavy chemtrails being laid by high-altitude spew planes. The noticeable ones came from the NW direction (originating from where Moffett Field, CA is generally located) over the Paramount’s Great America Theme Park in Santa Clara, CA. There were three chemtrails. One was dissipating with two parallel trails which actually crossed through the clouds spewing upwards from a factory near Bayshore Freeway (101) in Santa Clara, CA.
On westbound 237, I could see to my left that there were many chemtrails laid out in a fan-shape over Mt. Hamilton, CA. Later and while waiting in the parking lot of the El Camino Hospital in Mountain View, CA, I decided to boost the sylphs. Then the police appeared to make two rounds in front and behind me as I waited for my parents. I, of course, subtly flicked off these gun-toting jackboots from inside the Mercedes Benz E430.
At home, I discovered online that Hillary Rodham-Clinton will be visiting San Jose, CA today in the San Jose Convention Center off of Market Street from 04:00PM to 06:30PM. I suspect this morning’s chemtrails were laid by the government to pollute our fresh air, knowing Hillary — this less than genuine character who sided on Bush’s ‘preemptive strike’ on Iraq - would be coming to the Bay Area.
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Fri., 1-Feb-2008
Who is my best friend?
I have many but only one.
My teacher is myself.
How are you my best friend?
I am always there for you.
Then you are my tick.
Why are you my best friend?
I am always true.
Verily, I say.
Bull.
Author’s note: A short poem based on a phone call received today at 12:45PM from the moronic, fat one.
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