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Tarred Heels

January 1, 2014

The feathers aren’t flying as yet but, the [CHICKENS] have begun to gather, in their home-“sicknesses”, as there’s “something” amiss at the ROOST. The “Cockrells” are “learning” that “winning” without the ‘spurs’ of “testing” will be deemed, (DEANED.), as cause NON-DIPLOME’… and the possible forfeiture of MANY accomplishments within the “rings”, fields and arenas of “battle”.

The saddest note, as yet to be sounded in public, is the ghost cadre that “funded” the feaux grade-point hours to the academic responsibilities required for institutional pride.

Since this is just the initial sighting of this ICEBERG the mass below the surface may be larger than the combined stocking lengths of Shoeless Joe’s team-mates laid end to end. ( That would include ALL their stockings… dress, casual, Church, dress. business and travel.)


the ‘student’ pays
as “athlete”
the structure
sinew and bone
the brain’s to be
the alma matre’s home
the rules are set for
to fall within
clear lines
it’s sponsors and
some also-rans
seen scrubbing
various blinds
the dreams received
their justices
soon “needs” replaced
their stakes
the who that was
has musty-ness
as stature’s
swept to grates


Since Google won’t give you clear direction…



… far too many’s “SHIPS”

December 15, 2013

[JUST IN CASE] you haven’t noticed, that the “World” that held such promise in YOUR youth, that “SOMETHING” isn’t quite right.


what fun these smoke and mirrors
the fears dreamed of for “fact”
as business schemes get clearer
less jobs “Sam’s” dream to lack

we’re told that things are failing
while ceilings funds grow weight
electeds worths derailing
LIBERTUS the work of Saints

but the carrots just get bigger
causing trots to THEY know where
best and brightest say “GO FIGGER”
sup with Lions in THEIR LAIR

fade the “Greatest Generation”
trade their industies for SLACK
brush the wool slow ruminations
‘cept for funds don’t want no black

there’s no cake when there’s no “sugar”
there’s no fruit through “winter’s” grip
an economy close to full rigor
laws torpedo far too many’s SHIPS

++++++++++++Just a gathering of data:

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Just simple folk

they take for joke

until the when

to ballot bend

though few know

that one percent throw

the bones they fetch

on YOU they wretch

… bringing me their HELL

November 9, 2013

I DO expect this to be the LAST of a disturbing insight from the previous post. Closing THIS GATE* is what has needed to be done a long time ago, but JUST KEEPS rearing its “pointy”, ( View Harry Nilsson’s [THE POINT].), microed head. ENOUGH has BEEN such, but those that are getting “in” are taking Wednesday Addams’ response of her not wearing a Halloween costume…

“This is my costume. I’m a homicidal maniac- they look just like everyone else.” … to what certain folk WANT.

To the “point”…

how sad that new ingredients
choose to meld with molds
harvested fresh to the “feeds”
too close that sickness grows

but, in excuse, the “lie” effused
the “docu- MENTAL” proofs
expectored speech upholds the “bleach”
while melting pots beseech

and, though so fresh is banter-dom
that PEE’s H D IS RIPE
a care-less walk to SALT good fields
[‘SUPERIOUS’],  feckless TRIPE

yet, on they go through Kristallnacht  show
their script they’ve learned too well
while I endure this Purgetor
bringing me their HELL*


October 27, 2013

[ ]

noun: subterfuge; plural noun: subterfuges

1. deceit used in order to achieve one’s goal.
noun: subterfuge; plural noun: subterfuges1. deceit used in order to achieve one’s goal.
synonyms:    trickery, intrigue, deviousness, deceit, deception, dishonesty, cheating, duplicity, guile, cunning, craftiness, chicanery, pretense, fraud, fraudulence
More “the use of subterfuge by journalists,”trick, hoax, ruse, wile, ploy, stratagem, artifice, dodge, bluff, pretense, deception, fraud,blind, smokescreen; informalcon, scam    “a disreputable subterfuge”.

This IS the SEASON of ALL HALLOWS EVE, “Sleepy Hollow” and the ‘Headless Horseman’ and all. The COLOUR “SCHEME” WAS Orange and BLACK… Orange= the harvested colour of a Pumpkin. Black= for the “space” filled with the spirits of the departed … NOT (!!) the visual ‘slander’, SOCIO-POLITICAL (O)OPINION so (UN)DEFTLY expectorated by  Julianne Hough. ( Who “DID” ‘PHWEET’ an “apology”, but NOT to ANYONE that would be old enough to actually KNOW [” WHAT (!!!?!!!)”  ] she has done. There’s NO excuse for this since a “similar”  occurrence happened to…
(I thought that the “reader” would appreciate the spacing to let the visual “nuances” paste themselves through the ocular region of their repulsion… Or laughter.) (See bottom of article.)

Such “progress” since Score, MINUS ONE sixty-four
‘overcome’, yeah for some “CARE’S” returned to POOR
“ROCK-the-VOTE” what a JOKE, they don’t know “what for”
educate, far TOO LATE, changeless ‘SHORE-TOO-SURE’

“APOLOGIZE”same great LIE “LIGHT” is, STILL, “what’s” right
there’s NO CHANCE to advance another type of “flight”
it’s the “MAN”, what a sham, a GOOD HEART’S out of sight
wonder why, “HAD” to spy, the “GREATEST” see the plight

After all Nations fall you just have to give them time
rulers fret, how to “GET”, remaining “TRUTH” sub-lime
CITY-ZEN none can spend, their ‘lected causing crime
not too long, WORLD-WIDE throngs are asking “AIN’T THAT MINE

“Restless ‘young’, just having “fun”, no matter who’s expense
not well taught, step “in” it CAUGHT, and now you’ve NO DEFENSE
iHate mass, the broken glass, fulfillments to make cents
where with “ALL”, a happy pall, these FAILURES ARE IMMENSE

The question IS… HOW could someone “IN the business of “entertainment” use such a “BIRTH of A ‘NATION'”  expression of STUPIDITY!!!?!!! The PROBLEM is that the STUDIOS looking to sign her ‘talent(s)’ should look at the duration of LOST potential revenue as they HAD with [ “COSMO KRAMER “]. Needless to say I “DO” have a couple of verses about my “feelings”, and historical WITNESS…

AND… TO… THINK… that  this IS but a SMALL EXAMPLE of the CHILDREN that “grew up” from the “parenting” excellence of the 60″s generation. ( Remember      [ ABBOT HOWARD HOFFMAN ] .)

If a crappe’-au-lait’ compostical is infanced through having one’s tresses caulk-ringed  into  Aphreaux POOPS, accented by a SIMONIZED, day-glo , Roosevault Island, Oinj frump-suit , then the stake-mint “made” is “RIGHT-ON”.

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“GOD”… WORKED Too Hard For THIS !!!

October 18, 2013

[ To “LEAD” boys into MAN-HOODS ]…

The Motto:  On my honor, I will do my best
To do my duty to God and my country and to obey the Scout Law;
To help other people at all times;
To keep myself physically strong, mentally awake and morally straight.

[Once upon a time]

The Boy Scouts of America have been around for some time. They’ve , ( They had.), been one of  the foundational institutions that were counted on to mold the youthful minds, and bodies of male youth as the progress of the civilization here in America, and around the WORLD, ‘needed the well rounding experiences to THINK and RESPOND to “any” situation presented them.

How, then, has the “leadership” come to the rationalization that they COULD DECIDE  WHAT “NATURE” made “DANGEROUS” to the youth the “leaders” were in charge of !?!   WHO TAUGHT these “men” the the EXAGGERATED importance(s) that would bring their decision to DESTROY TWENTY M-M-M-M-MILLION YEARS of ARCHITECTURAL “WHITTLING”. MATHEMATICAL CALCULITIC ARTISTRY. CHEMICAL “BETTY CROCKER(ING)” of EXTREME EXCELLENCE ! And, lastly , THE APPRECIATORY REVERENCES of WITNESSING the WORK of ‘ONE’ that DID ALL the WORK… WITHOUT ANYONE SEEING IT DONE.

The “men” that were chosen have brought the organization DEEPER to its “knees” than any other ‘problem’ encountered before. HOW can these THREE justify their act, or ACTIONS ? If they own businesses those should PAY for the VANDALISM  and RE-TEACHING of their troops, ( Which IS PROFOUND ENOUGH to warrant such training until the age of THIRTY.), against the thought that “an adult has the FREEDOM, ( “FREEDOM= being ABLE to do “something” AS ONE DESIREs / WITHOUT  CONSEQUENCES of said action, decision,), to do WHAT THEY DECIDE… WITHOUT CONSULTING A CONSCIENCE, or AUTHORITY . This IS the (GROWING) problem of SOCIETY, as we’re experiencing TODAY.

(AGAIN, a poem.)

you took the chance

and played at GOD

in front of children

who gave the nod

if at YOUR house

a vandal struck

why to the “pokey”

you’d have them stuck

the tender minds

that you have spoiled

won’t learn too much

’bout plan and TOILS

your explanation

smooth as silk

can’t save your crime

seems of your ilk

the multi-plied

of misguidings

no wonders why


A Joy’s Dilemma

November 24, 2012

Why does LOVE
come calling on Me
when I’m without?

Why does it
KISS my ear and cheeks
when “life”
itself’s in doubt?

Am I to be as MOSES
given tools to give
but,to people who refuse
to use them?

Though not a “great” Man
I can understand JOB’S pain
my children were “taken”
by attitude.

And, as distant “SON”.
I too speak light “proverbs”
and distribute ichthys and grains.

But, I keep walking
the path that has yielded
to others…
and, stones keep jumping
in my shoes.

It’s funny,
that in so short a time
that GOD has cut me off
from the treasures
that I lead others to…

BUT, I NEVER struck that
and yet,
I “know” where Paradise IS.


October 27, 2012

Being extremely ‘LAZY’ AND acutely O.C.D., (Obsessesive Compulsive DISORDER.), can be a “blessing” for one that “needs” to “talk” obsessively. There’s “so much” to express but, the ‘time’ for which can try the obsession to “UTTER”.LOAD the cartridge containing the emotion of “LOVE” and the “reward” is a set of fraternal twins with the tics of Tourette syndrome… answering the others’ expressions.

That’s just the way that I have to explain why I’m placing what I am now. There’s a “SPECIAL…” arriving into my… and I am the guy that explained my solitary business by telling someone ” that I WOULD rather be ALONE, than SORRY”. “SOMEONE” has torn that notice to ATOMS.

accused, NOT heinous
though NOT to LAM

my goals have changed
looking, rearranged
this BEAUTY landed
is “LOVE” deranged

the years are long
calm, NEVER kind
to shrink lost thoughts
to ease fogged minds

porschencula sought
but, not yet built
held under waves
for else’s guilts

I’LL wear the clown suit
for only so long
removed, and soon
to humble, STRONG

as this sweet BEAUTY
teach by glow
asks “take my HEART

I walk same streets
my “friends” don’t see

But, for ALL of this one has to remember the wisdom of Mrs. Pinnochio…”LOVE is a MANY SPLINTERED thing”.
As PAUL HARVEY would leave us…”Good DAY!”

The Saving Account

April 3, 2012

There’s a bit
OH money
coming my way…

Addiction picked its head up
from the forced hibernation.

It starts the fairy tales
the selections “of”
“fined” females.

I notice they’re no longer young
no longer caring.

Addiction’s tool set
is forged from BALSA,
fraternal twin with the ‘smoke’
light and tantalizing,
but, you can still see
right through it…
Just like the blouses
“holding” nipples directed at shoes.

It wants to play “CHANGE”
from your pocket
to the select crew of wishers.
WISHING that there was MORE,
but avoiding the ‘USER’ fees.

I’ll put the remittance

…on ‘account’ that I NEED to SAVE
the rest of my “life” for something BETTER
than “sharing” 90% of LUSTS
for 10% of an “intimacy”.

Accepting No GNAUNN Cents

December 21, 2011

What IF… Theodor Seuss Geisel were alive in 19320, and a “news” journalist covering HIS era’s “financial crisis”…

There’s a far off planet
there’s said that none from here
would have ever gone.
The richest in its Solar system
its ores so rare…
Hail, the planet GNAUNN!

The Alphas and the Betas, plus the Siri’s too
if you don’t have some Solar-Sail Time Ships
there’s no chance of WEALTH, (that you can reach.),
it’s a plan most won’t eschew

But, there were grumblings ’round the systems
that are like this planet EARTH
Berilliums with Plati-numbs, deep Kimberlites
just aren’t rare enough to build Light TRAVELS worth

The folks of GNAUNN were so prosperous
that Wills are never fought
And, “WAR”, kid, well now that’s a joke
these GNAUNNIUNS own a lot

(So) the Life forms from the other stars
get rich as they breathe in GNAUNNIUN “air”
Get home to show off to their friends
coughing ‘ILLIONS’, with some to spare

But, one fine day there came the time
when questions need be proved
Just what was that stuff oh so rare
that square milimetres
were worth a BILLION Louvres

Ministers Du Milky Way
all gathered near GNAUNN’S Star
and, from the exhalation of a CHIEF-CHIEF
was filled a Golden Jar

The Science, Doct-her Women
did their prying all too well
and found the rare stuff BOOGERS
of a Bug that eats and then just swells

Its cousins lived between the countless Stars
their diets overlooked
The CHIEF-CHIEFS laughed until they cried
but, in the TRUTH they shook

“Our worlds just cannot know this TRUTH
societies will fail
and, like a Billion years ago
we’ll have to ride a “Rail”

So, the CHIEF-CHIEFS had great meetings
drew up LIES to send back home
but, by the time they got there SCIENCE, quicker
covers, soon were very blown

Now, none will use the currency
nowhere you’ll see it spent
the signs across the UNIVERSE ALL read…
This was my Chist Mass gift… I asked for a Brain Wave.
I believe that this could be used by our elected as well.

Lyrics In Search of a Tune: Again

October 17, 2011

Sometimes I listen to “musictv” and get inspired. Here I go again…

“Bye Bye, Baby”

What’s that, what you’re telling me
did I just hear good-bye?
You told me (Hey)”You belong to ME”
or was that just a slight beige lie?

Old school, bat the eyes, flick-a-Hip
your “rep-ree-twah” is tried
I was just the Mule for your School books
Time’s lapsed, and you still chase pretty guys

Thanks, “DEAR”, thank you for the test
tear-soaked wings won’t let you fly
Young love gets baggied, no preserves
love “forever”, let’s laugh until we cry

Bye bye baby, I guess it’s time to go
Bye bye baby, go ‘head and let your “feeling” flow
Bye bye baby, I guess I should’ve known
Bye bye baby, my friend are sayin’ “man… told you so

That’s all yawl. The genre “of” said Blues, but, there’s GOT to be ‘Wolfgang Yankovic Zappa’ out there to muddle the maestro-mindset.