John Wayne couldn’t be found
The Indian’s all left town
John Wayne wasn’t on the seen
The Indian’s refused to be mean
Marshall Dillon moved from Dodge City
The west was thinking oh what a pity
The Stage Coaches loss their map for direction
Show me the way to Hollywood
Not by way of chopping wood
Even the Mountains didn’t applaud
Oh Lord
The west always thought they won
Somewhere they were outdone
The west having a name
That will remain
Some think the west was lame
Who are you going to blame?
Fuss Fuss Fuss
Back on the road on a bus
On a mission being a must
The west you thought
No battle fought
East went West
I feel I am testing a test
Free spirit at least
The Indian’s put their arrows in storage
At least they had courage
The West in their ways
History made back in the day

Eat, Cook and Serve
Feel the flavor you deserve
Blender galore
Add the Hamburger for sure
Seasoning adds to the goodness
Let taste be your witness
Sloppy Joe at its best
Many have eaten can contest
Enjoy and sit back
Watch TV and relax
Weekend ending fun
Sloppy Joe is ready and done
What more than can be enjoying than Poetry Sloppy Joe being the words among.

It all started without a Poet effect
The words similarly thought of the Poet being a reject
It goes back to a Poetry book
There was no Poet to take a look
The sentences and words collaborated together
The Poet became no other
The sentences and words held their own meeting
They felt they were the purpose and meaning
What do you think a Poet would think about that?
The Poet would say they are no longer needed
It wouldn’t matter because the words and sentences have their own concept
The sentences and words have their own amaze
The Poet always gets the praise
Poet’s minds are the ideas
The sentences and words felt left out
The door is always open for them to enter
The sentences and words made their point
Poets out
Sentences and words in
The sentences being the words were now Editor In Chief
That doesn’t give Poet’s any relief
Poets and words with sentences will have to work this situation out
I hear in the background Poet’s shout
Theory has it, why doesn’t Words, Sentences and Poets just come together
The response, Forget it

Food with a twist
Eating being a miss
A Duck that went into the oven
There was no need for stuffing
Suddenly the Duck flew out the oven and hit the ceiling
When the host went to check
No Duck in the oven having an effect
As the host bent over at the oven, the Duck felt from the ceiling onto the host head
The guest was served Hamburgers instead
Rice that was cooked on the stove
There was too much Rice in the ***
It was like it or not
Rice that couldn’t be served
No Cookbook and the host got what they deserved
It was a won’t get it meal
Reality came to life for real
Poetry Food took its place
You now know the trace
Poetry moment of food face to face
It goes to show that nothing is fault proof
It’s amazing that the Duck didn’t go through the roof
Food of that sort I will stay away
The best word to describe is estray.

A voice that made it clear
You are not welcomed here
The voice sounding like a beating with a Slave Whip
Lies Lies Lies that just don’t fit
Drama trying to unfold
Do as you are told
My name is solid and I am bold
My voice exercising my right
I don’t live within plight
My moment my time
Devoted and genuine
Freedom and Expression being no charge
Your outlook being a question
Personality having no suggestion
I am governed Heavenly
I don’t beckon to lack of understanding
I am meant for higher ground
Accomplishment is what I achieved in sound
Fresh Air and new beginnings surround
Drama is meant for Broadway
I am the voice of estray
You are forbidden to enter
I stand as concrete
Your voice didn’t defeat
Loss your way
I am better than you know
Your words relished so what
My although is superior to your uncertain comprehension
Your drama wants attention
The curtain came down with no presentation
Learn from your mistakes
A Chicken can only run if he thinks he can escape
It becomes fate
Get a clean heart without a cold stature
Observe the mirror and make a change
End Of Emotion

A man named GORILLA STRONG
His last name Strong describes him perfectly
Strength in his own right
Strong and Might
Gorilla Strong started on his journey as a Weightlifter
He would lift weights beyond expectations
In fact, when he lifts weights at the gym where he trains appropriately called “INTENSITY BEYOND”
Every weight he lifts sounding like an Earthquake around him with shakes and vibrations
It surrounds Mr. Strong’s training formation
His body parts seem to muscle flex without Mr. Strong doing a flex
Mr. Strong has received numerous Weightlifting awards and top honors in sportsmanship

You are probably scratching your head in wondering who is this Gorilla Strong is a person who I made up in my head
However, it would be surprising if Gorilla Strong really existed
So where did the first name of Gorilla originate?
It wasn’t from the ridges of Africa nor a descendant from King Kong
It describes Mr. Strong’s strength capabilities and Gorilla built structure
But there is another side of Gorilla Strong
He became a competitive Bodybuilder
How does one go from Weightlifting to Bodybuilding?
Easy answer, Train, Eat, Preparation and Transformation
Mr. Strong competed in Bodybuilding Contest in winning the Mr. Sensational Title
Because Mr. Gorilla Strong is unique and was wonder and instilled competitive
No imagination or dream, but fierce competition in what bodybuilding could become
The stage was set and when Gorilla Strong stepped on the Posing Dais or some would call the podium along with the other competitors, there was no comparison as to who would win the bodybuilding show
Mr. Strong was vascular, constructed, muscle pumps and showed promise and plenty of detail
It was because of his Weightlifting days that paved the way for Bodybuilding
Even when Mr. Gorilla Strong shook one’s hand, it was like shaking hands with a vice
He was just that strong
After all, one’s last name of strong is nothing to ignore
Think on crush and ouch
Some might think that Mr. Gorilla Strong might be too strong
Just saying, what if Mr. Strong was arrested, and was put into handcuffs, do think they would hold being his strength?
It might be considered a strongman act
Gorilla Strong being a man of excellence
Essence at its best
Powerful with might
Mr. Sensational
Global name
Gorilla Strong

The Night of the Christmas Bus
Holiday accented all decked out
People observed as it was moving about
Santa was aboard
** ** ** accord
Santa told a Christmas story of the Christmas Bus
The children were aboard being a plus
Children were all sitting in their reclining chairs
They listened carefully with care
The Christmas bus that journeyed to the North Pole
As Santa narrated, the wonder became behold
The bus arrived at Bus Toyland
All kinds of scale buses were there
Each had their own stories to share
All the scale buses were of all kinds
They all unique and genuine
Some had operating lights
Others made engine starting sounds
There were some that were remote controls that were found
The scale buses would capture a child’s delight
However, Santa has a bus story to tell tonight
There was a European bus sitting all alone
No momentum and not full blown
The European scale bus was considered as a misfit because of a weird design
Every bus should be in a child’s hand
This is the Christmas Bus Caravan
The other scale bus models were singing, “We are buses for every Boy and Girl, it will bring them joy to enjoy”
But that didn’t settle for the poor European scale bus
There was no fuss
Misfit is a European Scale bus that sits in a corner
All neglected
But that is about to change
The story relishes with a rearrange
Santa felt bad about the whole ordeal
A child’s heart is warmth being for real
Santa abruptly shouted, “Every bus deserves a chance being part of a child’s heart as the holiday season is about joy and love being the reason
Santa thought to himself, what a wonderful idea, and a misfit European bus no more
The misfit European scale bus was told his, and Santa and the other scale buses saw the Flashing headlights of approval
By the time Santa finished the story, the children had felt a sleep, and dreaming deep of buses to keep
Imagine Christmas morning when the children woke up
There would be cocoa filled in their cup
It’s the midnight hour, Santa is busy with the Elf’s packing all the toy buses for the night ride
Santa said Off Greyhound, Trailways, Coach USA and Academy and into wintry road
We have a schedule and must be on-time
As you know, Santa is genuine
Christmas cheer as Santa preservers
Buses travel during the night to touch a child’s heart
Dash away Dash away
Buses rolled into their getaway