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some words go US Eng, some go UK Eng so inside the word-dividing "[ ]" is the chosen sound KIND OF A WA[ɔ]LKING... EMITTER OF ENDORPHINS INNER-LIGHT-EVOKING VAU[ɔ]LT WITH A FORMi̲DABLY ENORMOUS INFINITELY RISING RESERVE OF THRILLINGLY PO[ɑ]SITIVE EMOTIONS (wa[ɒ]nt some?) THE EPITOME OF DELIGHT & ENJOYMENT —————————————————————————— strolling through some au[ɔ]tumn spo[ɑ]ts sa[ɔ]w some gyals being dolorous stole up o[ɒ]n 'em once I'm close enough I'm exploding with that mind-blowing stuff I've noted 'bove ba[ɔ]wling "lit morning, quit mourning" so ear-splittingly like my ***** just go[ɑ]t torn apart they, seemed to me, were in total sho[ɑ]ck unloading, giving 'em a[ɔ]ll I've go[ɑ]t which got 'em a little overpa[ɑ]cked each of 'em got a lethal cor atta[ɑ]ck overdosed, they dro[ɑ]pped on the ground like ja[ɔ]ws of cha[ɑ]ps at the sight of girls with bo[ɑ]ds that are smoking ho[ɑ]t —————————————————————————— ALSO, TRULY HOPEFUL BORN WITH LO[ɑ]TS OF OFFERS OF EMPLOYMENT IN TERMS OF MOVING FORWARD THE MOTION'S NOTHING LESS THAN HURTLING ALWAYS, EVERY MOMENT MAINTAIN THE FIRST PLACE IN A LIST OF POTENTIAL BOYFRIENDS FOR GIRLS THAT ARE INDECENTLY GORGEOUS AND UNBELIEVABLY JOYOUS lyrically, these word-co[ɑ]mbs come close to what a ***** does performing a ******* [once was told that I have 0 SELF-IRONY]
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 5:03 AM UTC
"Campaign Speech" influenced rhyming [remade into another poem]
so King Lion summoned us for a meeting and King sat on his throne and before he started the King looked in my direction and he roared: *"Hyena - don't you dare laugh; here in Council what we deliberate over is no laughing matter"* And I ****** in my pants (in a manner of speaking) and sat throughout the meeting trembling in fear, as it seemed to the King - but also because I had to keep my suppressed laughter rocking in my tummy throughout the meeting
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
hyena at Council of Wild Animals
it's woman power here in the clans of the spotted hyenas - the women are bigger and the males fear; fathers are kind to daughters so at least the daughters will be nice to them so women really just give orders and the male hyenas obey with mirth and laughter Did you take the garbage out? yeah, ha, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah Did you put the toilet seat cover down? yeah, ha, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah Have you mopped the floor? yeah, ha, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah Is dinner ready on the ground? yeah, ha, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 1:21 PM UTC
the matriarchal spotted hyenas
I hate school because teacher Giraffe is always picking on me in his high and lofty manner He's always pointing at me with his prehensile tongue and snorting: *"Maybe you'd like to stop laughing and share your joke with the rest of animal class?"* But I don't know no joke; I just laugh
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 6:16 AM UTC
hyena kid hates school
I went to this meeting (when I was a kid) of hyenas; and the ritual consisted mainly of laughing and they laughed and they laughed - you know, and I just didn't get it I demanded an explanation - but no fellow-hyena could explain it everybody laughs nobody knows why; and now I am an adult hyena and I just laugh -  *it's something to do with survival, I think*
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
life of hyenas
When I was a teenager (like Dave Allen must have been) I was at confessional and the priest asked me what my sin was *" I have been in bed, Father with a woman of loose morals,"* I said and refused to give a name He sighed and he said: "Was it Anna Berley?" I said I couldn't tell "Was it Sue Saxton?"  he persisted I insisted I was sworn not to tell "Nora Muxton?"  he asked again I remained silent And he dismissed me then with 5 Our Fathers and  5 Hail Marys My mate Sam was outside and he asked what I got and I said to him: *"5 Our Fathers and  5 Hail Marys - and 3 good leads is what I got"*
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
what's your sin?
the woman came in to our office and my deputy took her statement her husband had been missing over three days; and she handed in a photo for identification and she had a message for her husband, faithfully recorded by my deputy: *"Come home, darling- mother didn't come to visit after all"*
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
missing person
Look, we prosecutors in Law Town we are so well-practiced that if we set our minds to it we can even put on trial a turkey sandwich In fact just last week we managed to get a banana convicted of ****** sure, the conviction was overturned later on appeal - but hey, the point is, we can skin anybody
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
Law Town prosecutors
For sure the woman killed her husband - she served him hot soup mixed well with poison But her defense lawyer wanted to give her a chance so maybe she could get a few years instead of life And so he asked her as she stood in the box: *“Mrs Tile, did you feel any remorse, considering you killed your husband?”* “Sure, I did,” said Mrs Tile “when he asked for second helpings”
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
****** in our town
We had to camp out in the woods my deputy and I, on duty at the last Town Music Festival and as we lay down I said to my deputy: "Deputy, tell me what you see" And my deputy described the stars and the moon and the heavens with infectious passion and poetic intensity; and the deputy spoke with feeling of soaring heights and sublime elation - and then with a triumphant air he turned to me: *"Now it's your turn, Sheriff - tell me what you see"* And I said: *"Someone, deputy, has stolen our tent..."*
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
what do you see, deputy?
Well, my deputy had been in the job a month into it and the deputy called me on the phone from the woods nearby, on routine duty: *"Hello sheriff – there’s a body here, I just noticed, below a tree…he appears dead What do I do?"* "Well," I answered, with authority *"Before we take things any further, first, let’s ensure he’s dead -"* And my deputy said: "Hang on..." And then my deputy was back on the phone: *"OK, I just put 3 bullets in him I’m dead sure he’s dead What do I do next?"*
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
deputy ******
If plants can communicate so can planets and so two planets started talking and one said: How are you? And the other replied: *I've got a medical condition - the doctors say I've got a serious case of **** sapiens* And the first one replied: *Oh, never you worry about that; I had the same condition and it didn't last long*
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
the planet's medical condition
The kid next door was in his garden digging with a little ***** like he was burying something "What you doing, kid?" I asked earnest little Jerry "You look like you're burying something" "Yeah...." replied the boy "I'm burying my goldfish" "Oh," I said, with a condescending grin. *"Mighty big grave for a little goldfish, don't you think?"* "Yeah," Jerry replied.*"That's because my goldfish is inside your cat"*
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 5:10 AM UTC
what you doing, kid?
Little Tony came running to his Grandpa Billy: *"Grandpa, Grandpa can you make sounds like a frog?"* And Grandpa Billy said: *"Well, Tony...I reckon I could make frog sounds if I tried"* "Yes!" shouted Tony, radiating all eagerness *"That's good. Now we can all go to Disneyland, just as grandma said, when you croak."*
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
can you make frog sounds?
My wife’s given me 6 children and all we’ve known is each other so I can’t but help feeling a little that she’s old, so I started calling her “Mother of 6” instead of using her name So at parties and gatherings I might say: “Alright, Mother of 6 - time to go” Or I might introduce her to new friends as “This is Mother of 6” But she obviously can’t take my humour any more... last night as I called out to her (at the dinner hosted by our neighbors) when it was time to leave: “Mother of 6, time to go” - she retorted just as loud: “OK, lead the way - O Father of 4!” O how I hate people who can’t take a joke…
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 4:11 AM UTC
mother of 6
1 Gardener Moe and Fishermen Joe are at the pub and Moe confesses (his eyes shallow, and moist) - he’s just lost his woman “What happened?” asks Joe his eyes as deep as the ocean 2 And so Moe groans: *“Susan just left me It seems I whispered in lust all night the name of my former lover Rosie – so Susan’s left me”* And Fisherman Joe leans forward so he can be heard and he shares his wisdom: *“Even a fish, Moe, will not get into trouble – if it know' when to keep its mouth shut”*
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
fisherman’s wisdom
INTRODUCTION *someone's following you online here, and you want to know why Well, here's why...take your pick* POSSIBILITIES 1) Oh, I follow you because you look good and though I never read your poems I come back often year after year to see if you age at all 2) you don't use your real name you use a moniker or pseudonym - and I'm just  going by the desperate hope you are Obama or Putin incognito and you might give me asylum one day if I'm outlawed by one or the other 3) I'm in jail for life and this is the only way I can stalk anyone 4) I was hoping you'd reciprocate and follow me too - so why the hell don't you, hypocrite!? 5) I'm your ****** boss in disguise and I'm at this site keeping track of how much office time you waste here, you ****** loafer! 6) I'm actually your wife and I got a thing or two to say to you about all those comments you've written for the women here Same old liar here and at home, aren't you? Just wait till you get home... 7) Well, I'm a ****** academic who never gets creative so I'm collecting all your poems and I'll publish them in my name and there'll be praise all round for me as academic, and poet, and novelist too (the novels I steal from my students) 8) you scratch my back I scratch yours 9) Why do I follow you? - but aren't you my mum? You never taught me to let go of your apron strings 10) actually, it was a mistake, see I was on my smartphone and I went tap, tap, tap and my index finger fell on "Follow" and I'm too darned lazy to set it right... that's how I ended up following you 11) My cult tells me the Messiah is here at this site so I just follow everyone in case it happens to be you - it is you, isn't it?
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 6:07 AM UTC
why I started following you
INTRODUCTION *someone's following you online here, and you want to know why Well, here's why...take your pick* POSSIBILITIES 1) Oh, I follow you because you look good and though I never read your poems I come back often year after year to see if you age at all 2) you don't use your real name you use a moniker or pseudonym - and I'm just  going by the desperate hope you are Obama or Putin incognito and you might give me asylum one day if I'm outlawed by one or the other 3) I'm in jail for life and this is the only way I can stalk anyone 4) I was hoping you'd reciprocate and follow me too - so why the hell don't you, hypocrite!? 5) I'm your ****** boss in disguise and I'm at this site keeping track of how much office time you waste here, you ****** loafer! 6) I'm actually your wife and I got a thing or two to say to you about all those comments you've written for the women here Same old liar here and at home, aren't you? Just wait till you get home... 7) Well, I'm a ****** academic who never gets creative so I'm collecting all your poems and I'll publish them in my name and there'll be praise all round for me as academic, and poet, and novelist too (the novels I steal from my students) 8) you scratch my back I scratch yours 9) Why do I follow you? - but aren't you my mum? You never taught me to let go of your apron strings 10) actually, it was a mistake, see I was on my smartphone and I went tap, tap, tap and my index finger fell on "Follow" and I'm too darned lazy to set it right... that's how I ended up following you 11) My cult tells me the Messiah is here at this site so I just follow everyone in case it happens to be you - it is you, isn't it?
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Samuel walked up to his boss and demanded in no uncertain terms: *"You'd best give me a pay rise - you might want to know 3 companies are after me"* "Wow," said Samuel's boss deeply impressed. "Which companies?" "Oh," came Samuel's swift reply *"The telephone,  electricity and water companies"*
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 1:44 AM UTC
give me a raise
I was watching TV and the topic on the Geriatrics Show was Life Support Systems - you know, about how people are kept on pipes and machines and tubes and liquid and I hollered to my wife in the kitchen: *“Darling, if ever I become life-dependent on liquids and machines, just get rid of ‘em and free me…”* “Sure thing,” my faithful wife said and she turned off the TV and my cell phone and my laptop and she emptied my bottles of wine and whisky and then she turned to me and she said: “I just freed you.”
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 7:14 AM UTC
a zen wife
Dad was dying, breathing his last - would Mark be sad or glad? Glad - why not? Since Dad’s a multi-billionaire and Mark’s the only child and all things will go to Mark, to no one else Mark ’s happy the doctors said it ’s anytime now and he must make arrangements so he asked his long-time, indecisive sweetheart: *“Hey, Helen baby – my dad’s dying and I’ll inherit everything So you got to decide now - come home with me?”* “Sure thing,” Helen said as instant as noodles And Mark and Helen got home - and look, to make a long story short, that’s how Helen became Mark's step-ma And Mark’s sitting in the garden shed still licking his wounds
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
a twist of fate
B always felt incomplete felt half like something  was always missing so it consulted a psychiatrist who said: “Try saying: ‘I am B and it’s good to B me!’” But it only worked for eight days B tried filling itself with liquor and it did feel full but it only lasted eight hours it also tried reading all books and tried Shakespeare too especially the immortal lines: “To be or not to be”  – But the elation, it only lasted eight days and then at last B saw 8 on the front door and B knew why it’d always felt incomplete half like something was always missing and it coupled with a B which was born the other way round But soon the Alphabet Morals Police came round and separated them so B was just incomplete again And B sighed: “Some things are just meant to B - so just let it be”
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
the incomplete B