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"stupids" poems
(Ain’t “They” Great!) Now watching 13 year old grandkid live-on-streaming-Internet, playing Little League baseball in California, pleasantly surprised, No, not by the amazing technology, or his super great play, but the laugh-out-loud accommodation to the “au courant” Game announcer, a soulless robot machine, stupid-smart, without exception, employs THEY pronoun for all, which after 10 seconds thot, of serious reflection is a brilliant deflection, a solutionary salutation! We come to see kids play ball, care not a whiff (double entendre), re identity politicized insanity, machine makes everyone truly equal, robbing stupids of a phony, proclamation of self-righteous “individuality” God Bless No-Brainers! Ain’t They Great! ~Postcript~ Introducing a newly Recomposed Natty: still an OWG (old white guy) but now a Proudly, a gaily machine-made, in the USA They.
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May 30, 2023
May 30, 2023 at 10:46 AM UTC
Ain’t “They” Great! (I RE-compose myself!)
From a normal man you made me robot I lost all my fragrance and became a slot From bosom's knot I became just a rot After taking wine of love I am like besot You bruised my heart, you injured soul For a fish like me, you became just troll Beauty with her charm can easily control You can only harm then who can console But please do appreciate robots use mind They are heartless hence emotionally blind Just to grind many stupids you can just find Henceforth my love we are no more aligned Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
Made Me Robot
They could not sow anything else but seeds of hatred Now what will crop up nothing less buds with blood The next generation is of ****** thirst hounds avid How can love overcome when nothing remains sacred Gift of father travels through very many generations It becomes root cause of all evils in many great nations It corrupts worthy daughters becomes debacle for sons When atmosphere becomes sheer dark without beckons Prayers are destitute slogans are but just sham excuse Only charity remains in the shape of just utter refuse It is not possible now to inject life or confidence to infuse Bruised minds and injured hearts will not be able to diffuse Time can not wait for stupids to come up to the occasion Broken donkeys are unable to carry troublesome burden Life is a reality it is not a dream of a driven and drunken Real pragmatic people believe in life in action and function Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 5:43 AM UTC
Seeds of Hatred
This world is full of musketeers to cheat They wear very many faces on the street Their actions are soft with talk so sweet This is how they attack on and try to beat Simple and innocent people are their victims These are their traditions and their customs How can solve stupids these conundrums Hence for their protection they seek asylums What is this equation of just wise and fools These misrules create and promote modules Life should be guided by justice and rules For all can we be able to open same schools Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 6:34 AM UTC
The Musketeers
**They're blinding us... Indeed, all throughtout our lives we've been fooled We didn't know who they really are, and we didn't know what they can really do, They made us believed that they care, but for all we know it's all for their own benefits, for their own good, and for their ownselves. We are under controlled by the people we thought giving us what we need But when you see them? they are laughing at us,smiling widly showing all their teeth while thinking we are all stupids and fools believing to their f*cking lies. They do promises, they out stretch their hand to us, they're offering help for us But behind those promises there's gonna be a broken hope behind their hands out stretching to us they're gonna use alcohols behind that help offers there's gonna be just waiting for nothing They don't really rule, they are controlling.. They don't really care, they are really fooling.**
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC
Fooling-tician as Politician
One day, you wake up and start to see everything through another sight. You see that we all are the same stupids human beings as everyone on this planet. Everyone is gray, everyone search only attention. That attention is necessary to keep alive their Ego. Egoistic and individualistic creature, that what is a human. They need to be "the only one" in anything, but they're just another one doing nothing new, only hungry of "likes" and selling their self for nothing more than something that doesn't exists. We are bored, we are sad, we are unsatisfied, we are...
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Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 5:52 AM UTC
Epiphany
Not choosing butthurt Not Choooo-ooooosing Butthurt Not choosing it Not doin' it Nope Un-unh Not choosing butthurt Again Still Finally I'm laughing Not choosing all the stupids In a funny way Seems to staunch the flow of stupid thinking Please join me in amusement at my willingness to steep myself in negative emotion because because because Because of the relieving things this does Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
Not Choosing
Dear God, Why did you create us? Yet now,I can't make it out! But,the quest is can't you see? What mischief your spouse doing here? So,how you can be neutral? What's the reason you bear all these? My elders said that you're very powerful There's no limit of your power So,why don't you punish these stupids? Why don't you reply? Are you deaf or a dumb? I see Ya,I can make it Actually,you're nothing but a imagination As a creative writer Create characters as per requirement You're also just a comic character Having no existence in reality Till moment;I'm silly,stupid,innocent But,not more Now,I'll be too as you're No comments,no controversies,no cacaos Then only can be happy forever as you're Thanks for such a great lesson Sorry,for the initial misunderstanding You're really great.... With best regards from, One of your innumerable spouse Gourab Banerjee Written on 21.07.2012,Saturday
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
Letter to Superior