"adolph" poems
Classical Trumpism: Judas makes a strong and powerful betrayal.
Neo-Classical-Trumpism: *Adolph is a good friend of mine. He makes a strong
and powerful argument regarding purity.*
Contemporary Trumpism: I love and trust my little buddy, Kim.
Modern Trumpism: *Vlad, whom I trust with my marriage, makes a
reel strong and powerful argument.*
Trumpism: Sad, Sad, Sad. Witch hunt. There was no collusion.
Neo-Trumpism: *Crooked Malia and Sasha are to blame for the
collusion with Canada, Mexico and South America*.
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
Excerpts from “Travels with Einstein”
by Michael R. Burch
for Trump
I went to Berlin to learn wisdom
from Adolph. The wild spittle flew
as he screamed at me, with great conviction:
“Please despise me! I look like a Jew!”
So I flew off to ’Nam to learn wisdom
from tall Yankees who cursed “yellow” foes.
“If we lose this small square,” they informed me,
earth’s nations will fall, dominoes!”
I then sat at Christ’s feet to learn wisdom,
but his Book, from its genesis to close,
said: “Men can enslave their own brothers!”
(I soon noticed he lacked any clothes.)
So I traveled to bright Tel Aviv
where great scholars with lofty IQs
informed me that (since I’m an Arab)
I’m unfit to lick dirt from their shoes.
At last, done with learning, I stumbled
to a well where the waters seemed sweet:
the mirage of American “justice.”
There I wept a real sea, in defeat.
Originally published by Café Dissensus
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Jul 21, 2020
Jul 21, 2020 at 4:11 AM UTC
If I had a dollar for every poem I wrote....
I'd have like a billion dollars
Because I would just write a program
that spits out random words and phrases
Then someone would tell me that they're
only going to pay me 50 cents per poem
if I'm going to be like that.
I'd be like "Whatever, dude...that's still half a billion dollars"
Can't be greedy, you know.
Then they'd try to pass some sort of law defining what a poem
can and can't be, spending millions of tax-payer dollars to stop
me from writing poems like this:
SHITAKE DUCK FOOTBALL
magnifying glass eats adolph ******
can I be valentine bubblewrap
I think so maybe
I peanut butter 1975 Yankees
Did you ****
Robocop.
The judge would rule in my favor. That would really ****
off the poor saps that had to pay me for my poems.
Doesn't really matter though....
No one pays me for this ****
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 8:39 PM UTC
Drive a hummer in Amsterdam,
protest their red-light district,
claiming Pat Robinson sent you.
Preach that marijuana
should only be for medical reasons
Hard liquor is great for your brain, liver
and all vital organs
Go into a Synagogue recite a Mein Kamf
passage
Meanwhile, triple cross your fingers, your toes and hastily
leave shouting praises to Adolph
Go into an expensive Italian restaurant,
whip out a can of Dinney Moore stew,
open can up meanwhile sing loudly "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling"
After all this, check yourself in because without doubt
you are seriously ill
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
I dreamt I went to heaven;
(Or someplace, perhaps not there) ,
It surely was surreal.
I was somewhere in this vision,
For I certainly wasn't here.
In revelry I searched the crowd,
Saw countless faces shining.
Booth and Chapman smiled sublimely;
Oswald and Ruby discussed their crimes;
And Adolph and Idi were enjoying time..
Charlie and Earl began singing,
And Brutus danced out with his brothers.
And the legions were carousing,
I wept while browsing,
I didn't see her here.
Did I take the wrong path,
As dreamers often do;
And miss the gates of Paradise,
To go to Hell for you.
In the centre of this commotion,
Judas called me over
With his martyr's smile.
We joined with the others,
(Ones he knows as brothers) ,
And lead me to the One I sought.
I'm in heaven when I'm with her.
I roused myself,
Shook hard and long.
All the teachings we ingrained
On bent knees with hands inclined,
In prayer and subtle song,
Truly wronged us all along.
In death, I know, we leave behind
Our Hell-on-earth, and find,
Everlasting Peace-of-Mind.
.
Feb 13, 2023
Feb 13, 2023 at 7:22 AM UTC
***** charley
was the name of our high
school mascot
back in the early 1930's
we was a bunch of german kids
we loved adolph ******
--
after the war
i became a used-car dealer
in peoria
--
my wife died
my kids went to college
--
the grand children are
"out there"
----somewhere
Oct 19, 2010
Oct 19, 2010 at 1:19 PM UTC
The role of the artist, of course,
has always been that of image-maker;
Different times require different images;
Today when aspirations have been reduced
to a desperate attempt to escape from evil,
& times are out of joint, our
obsessive, subterranean & _pictographic_
images are the expression of the neurosis
which is our reality; to my mind certain
so-called abstraction is not abstraction at all;
On the contrary, _it is the realism of our time_
1. To us art is an adventure
into an unknown world,
which can be explored
only by those willing to
take the risks;
2. This world of imagination is fancy-free
& violently opposed to common sense;
3. It is our function as artists to
make the spectator see the world
our way, not his way;
4. We favor the simple expression
of the complex thought. We are for
the large shape because it has the
impact of the unequivocal. We wish
to reassert the picture plane. We are
for flat forms because they destroy
illusion and reveal truth; |
_5. It is a widely accepted notion among painters
that it doesn't matter what one paints as long as
it is well painted. Rothko said this is the essence
of academicism;_
6. There is no such thing as a
good painting about nothing.
7. We assert that the subject is crucial
& only that subject matter is valid
which is tragic and timeless. That is
why we profess spiritual kinship with
primitive & archaic art
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC
The Weapons of Mass Seduction By: David Wayne Clare
(a message about global discrimination)
Imagine a World today with only love Where no one fights, pushes or shoves
Humans racing to share embrace The only thing worn is a smiling face
Working together in nature's land Linguistically silent so as to understand
No passports are needed to travel afar Always feel welcomed no matter who you are
People all happy, through peace we co-exist No war-time armies here for us to enlist
We reap what we sow, no one bears greed When nature provides us all that we need
All join hands together to end all the crime Let's learn from mistakes past now of our mankind
Knowledge is the key to all future instruction As we empower the weapons of mass seduction...
World Peace Now! Love Conquers Hatred! End Discrimination!
(The Anagram of ADOLPH ****** = HOT RAPID HELL
While the Anagram of ALBERT EINSTEIN = TEN ELITE BRAINS)
© In Perpetuity By: David Clare - All Rights Reserved
For my great uncle...Truman Clare
We can't help what we look like, be kind to all brothers and sisters...
Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC
Mein Shaft
I know many people, are aware of the book,
when Adolph spoke, the whole world shook,
this tyrant, this madman, thought he had a clue,
the best thing for his world, was to eliminate the Jew.
His only achievment was this book of his fears,
Mein Komph was his struggle, for all of those years,
he penned another describing his craft,
of playing with himself, he called it Mein Shaft
For this book of his, totally explained,
this closed minded fool, was very small brained,
so fondling himself, was what he did best,
how did he happen, we were sleeping?, I guessed
Gomer LePoet...
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 5:26 PM UTC
Napoleon stayed in Elba,
Pulling his bone apart;
Lenin was in Siberia,
So deep, none heard him ****
Adolph passed his time in Landsburg,
Hardening his heart;
And Don's in Mar-a-Lago
Perfecting his Con art.
He's no Monte Cristo,
Righting perceived wrongs;
He'll fleece all his believers,
In stealth, like Viet Cong.
Jun 16, 2022
Jun 16, 2022 at 9:10 AM UTC
At a Paul Jones in 1960 was the start,
at the HermanSons Hall she stole his heart.
Her twenty told Adolph Hoffner when to stop
Ooh! He was handsome and a cotton top.
It starts with a soft shoe, or a boogie beat
he twirls her around up out of her seat,
off they go to the smooth dance floor
he pulls her in, to throw her out once more.
He smiles, she radiates, all so natural,
the two step, the jitterbug, having a ball!
So fluid and together like poetry in motion,
Number 9 was his favorite love potion.
About ten years later, it would be,
back at the dance hall he and she.
Me and my two sisters all around their feet
happy and singing to the country beat.
Then he'd pick us up, daughters all three
and a dancing family we would be!
Baby sister on his shoulders, us on each hip,
mom had his hand and could still get a dip.
He'd spin us all around as if we were one,
I can't remember ever having so much fun!
Sore feet, out of breath, on into the night
never remember them ever having a fight.
Dancer's move back, some room to give
Encore! More! for them to dance is to live!!!
The smells were "Charles of the Ritz",
and "Old Spice",
it used to blend so very nice.
The Texas Tophands were the band
that first night that he took her hand.
That's how she hooked him, she would say,
bribed a whistler, to look her way,
blew the whistle, so that he would stop
and be her partner, spin her like a top!
He's been her partner now for 48 years
had her hand through laughter and tears.
As their daughter I just wanted to say,
Happy Anniversary! Have a wonderful day.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 8:25 PM UTC
Many of the world's greatest Leaders throughout our tumultuous history have;
Many of the insightful Revolutionaries in stink hole and glory hole countries have;
Many of the oppressed, disenfranchised and cheated also have.
Look to Lenin, Mandela, Gandi, Nehru, Havel, Bhutto, Ceausescu, Charles I, Papadopoulos, Lady Jane Grey, Louis XVI, Marcos, Milosevic, a pile of Mohameds, Mussolini, Nicholas II, Pinochet, Saddam, Marie Antoinette, Pope Clement V, Selassie, Baghdadi, Duvalier, and, let's not forget the author of Mien Kampf, Adolph the Tenderizer.
And what do they all have in common?
Some, before they became boldly notorious, and others, after they became criminally notorious.
Some, looked out their window and saw platforms being erected.
Others witnessed gallows, guillotines. posts and walls.
They all got some time in:
PRISON. GAOL. JAIL. COOLER. LOCKUP. DUNGEON. KEEP. PEN. BASTILLE. CLINK. STATESVILLE. SLAMMER. STOCKADE. THE BIG HOUSE.
You get the idea.
His time will come.
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 9:50 AM UTC
Ohh I'm proud of this one
look what he's become
waving guns and leaving mums
bloodied in the sun
run little rabbits
don't let him catch your legs
he'll cut them at the tendons
and keep your brothers head
so young to be so vicious
he's got fire in his eyes
and venom in his gums
and he smiles when he cries
little Adolph Horowitz is a troubled little boy
don't let him in your home unless you wish to be his toy
Dec 28, 2011
Dec 28, 2011 at 5:28 PM UTC
With the special definition of Private Week
for private mathematics, the new INGLES; |
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Yamampukichi's Red Monkey.
To write to the personal seeker,
write NARRRATTTORR MMER 1910 EYKIKI |
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and Liberty and Olivia wanted to keep
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was a bad relationship with today's Granada and the Ladies
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and "... Easton pastor, gold, silver and hollow mo' gold" SMagda,
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is born a father, a banker, 1919 100-100 is not well, said Wasa.
To request a red motor's grace from
the ammunicipator: Provider: A and B Scans, and Gregory,
and John, who are responsible for the work
of the mathematical units
and the most difficult to answer. Participants of Combat,
and the next Lindsay (barking) of Nell Mariner Akiki Sosise 19
and, for example, St. Gregory I Rigita Cornelius and Paul Russelli:
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miracles |
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and God PinanIza, Baki SacriAcid's Adult JMA is the first pipipina.
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 1:28 AM UTC