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often oven with listless porcupine

 

nuthin’ cries grand lovin’

like somethin’ often oven

 

that’s not overcooked,

not crimped and overbooked.

 

oh for my sweet a triflin’ treat

for her to eat on her soft seat

 

offer feet,

half-melted

 

under steamin’ heat;

that’s honeysweet, not bittersweet;

 

that though a mite some indiscreet,

can’t be beat on balance sheet.

 

oh was that hindmost line

so sloppy penned of mine

 

a toughen.

and was that last line—

 

so great, divine,

so superfine,

 

devised with aid

so not of Medicaid,

 

I am afraid,

 

but of some fortified old wine

with midnight moonshine

 

(with maxidoses of the Buff’rin)

in the bowels of wee Lichtenstein …

 

and in the company

of yon listless porcupine

 

dressed in cherry suede

while sippin’ weak lemonade—

 

a roughen.

 

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barbsdad2003

18 years 7 months ago

Surely Purely ...

surely purely fun, this silly one, nonsense through and through. so here I challenge you to find an artful way to draw some sense from out this hay. with childish regard, chuckles PS: really thought someone would create a common sense, or thread perhaps, from this one. I'm still searching. (Maybe it'd qualify as some sort of impressionistic verse?)
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weirdelf

18 years 6 months ago

Oh clearly,

this is a deep allegory of the overbaked processes of law-making and morality, clear references to sexual excesses of the '60s, undiscerning followers of trends, obesity through consumerism. On a personal level it challenges our guilt or hedonophobia while giving a poke at economic pragmatism, whilst being firmly post-modern and self-reflexive, considering the auteur/reader relationship/paradigm. I see clearly that it challenges the secularity of state and religion in a context of pleasures cheap and deluxe with a nod to the insidiousness of food additives and the pharmaceutical industry. And ending with the place of Green politics in a pop art world. Definitely of significance to World Poetry theory and practice. (chuckles) well I tried. cheers, Jess "Are we having fun yet?"
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barbsdad2003

18 years 6 months ago

Wow, Jess!

You have here so-o-o read my mind. Have I told you lately you've amazing insight? If not, sorry for the neglect. It really wasn't purposeful. (As a matter of fact, at times I versify so deep I nearly drown myself. Never was a good swimmer, something that shouldn't really surprise anyone.) Thanx again, Chuck