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 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
CK Baker
The feds are making headway
(generously passing out their treats!)
while the whistle blower
and his boon companion
hit the 22nd floor

fiscal plans
are tidily falling into place
and the suits are all busy
chasing their dimes
dancing around the spire
full of wine and cheer
(seems the demand side imbalance
has got everyone doing the same old shimmy!)

they’re all studying their bollinger bands
MACD's, and treasuries
just like the good old days
santali would say
while capitol hill is busy
with its own pleasantries;
repatriate that currency
hold those rates
bring the boys back home!

the affirmations are robust
and filled with glee!

conspiracy thinkers
are busy in their own back rooms
initiating the trade
and building their counter claims
as pork bellies
and soybeans
continue to soar
(looks like eddy and the margin men
are at it again!)

what happened to that bear masquerade anyways?
they really were a band of brothers
colourful clowns
with big painted smiles
ready to lead in any parade
but they met with the resistance
a horned wall
satan’s horsemen riding high
with bags hung heavy
under dark squinting eyes

are we near an end?
the undertakers will say
it's only a blink of an eye
to the thin red line
where risk takers and front men
all jump ship
debt addiction is crippling
and hell breaks loose
when entitlements are out
and towels are thrown in

there’s a center piece here
those pugnacious statesmen
with invigorating tales
have had their place
time to clip them at the limbs
and pull the punch from the bowl
(sobriety has its merits you know!)
let’s head to the commission
and throw darts to the board ~
seems the moral blueprints are fading
I owe you, my friend
You do me a great honor
by helping me
by inspiring me
I am humbled
by your kindness!
Thank you so much
and much love to you!

I am so sorry if I bother you
You're so amazing, beloved
You're so kind and so loving
You've my love and respect
for my whole life!

You make me want to cry
I owe you for helping me
I'd write for your support
Your light is inside of me
I love you, my sweet friend.
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Your hazel colored eyes
Hides so many young lies
You say my heart is like gold
But then you mock me, as I am old

Love is what I fell for
You bribed me off, tore me apart
The tears that now pour
Weren't evident from the start

It's sad to walk away
Seeing you shine with your father
But as you always say
I remind you of your precious mother...


©sim
Not all step moms or partners are bad. Just a thought of write.
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Your eyes are like beautiful emerald
A wink like a teasing herald
Each spark strikes my stoney heart
This must be your gifted art

The twinkle that shines so green
Shades my view within a screen
My heart is not made of gold
Rather ragged, torn and has grown old

Yet, I long to see you everyday
In my dream or in real either way
I think am fallen in love with you
But my love is coal and not new

I do not shine in anyway my love
Feeling like a humble dove
Yet, drowning in this green sea
My happiness, you are my life's key

Today you are here with me
It's not gold but you can see
My stoney heart has begun to shine
Your love has conquered this heart of mine...


©sim
Fictional write.
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