tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-118032962024-03-19T01:08:04.904-07:00WHIFFLING THROUGH THE TULGEY WOODthe frumious bandersnatch or whose part is this? The Tecate Wars 2007-2031 V. 1(non-explicated)
C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comBlogger4108125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-3360282424631624102024-03-16T19:38:00.000-07:002024-03-16T19:38:51.547-07:00<h3 style="text-align: left;"> Sleeping</h3><div> Big Max</div><div> With Large Beverage</div><div> Liter </div><div>Of Root Beer</div><div> (No Caffeine)</div><div> Rows and rows</div><div>Of mildewed burgers</div><div> Thousands waiting </div><div>To be devoured</div><div> et tu </div><div> Ides of Wendy's?</div><div> the Rubicon SUV</div><div> just smashed an</div><div>idea of </div><div> freedom </div><div>One if by land </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-70161263195469581512024-03-16T19:32:00.000-07:002024-03-16T19:32:46.060-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> Dream</div><div style="text-align: center;">a</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1Kwnuhm6I_QVXLTwVPmVpo4glLY5Lij2kpZQk65heUYjKBaFa9r6qH4dDuAiH6lek3GKpToOvy7lQpTOuqGeI80ZuSdyuWIeYQ8cSsVM86bnPiBilajkjaawMcw9ll1OX07obX9tE7xLguBxSCdtoI2yriplhwUa7Kx-sqLlFmbR8BITmJ50/s2532/IMG_3046.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2532" data-original-width="1170" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1Kwnuhm6I_QVXLTwVPmVpo4glLY5Lij2kpZQk65heUYjKBaFa9r6qH4dDuAiH6lek3GKpToOvy7lQpTOuqGeI80ZuSdyuWIeYQ8cSsVM86bnPiBilajkjaawMcw9ll1OX07obX9tE7xLguBxSCdtoI2yriplhwUa7Kx-sqLlFmbR8BITmJ50/s320/IMG_3046.png" width="148" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">potent </div><div style="text-align: center;"> miasma</div><div style="text-align: center;"> of succubus </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Shithead</div><div style="text-align: center;"> threatens </div><div style="text-align: center;"> lasagna</div><div style="text-align: center;"> In north</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Jersey</div><div style="text-align: center;"> While </div><div style="text-align: center;"> fingering</div><div style="text-align: center;"> his diapered</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Gob</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hole</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-49507077465283952892024-03-16T11:30:00.000-07:002024-03-16T11:30:55.973-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> the rocks were</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Attuned</div><div style="text-align: left;"> to the rain of impermanence </div><div style="text-align: left;">(Rain of impermanence?)</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Rain of impertinence!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Also rocks aren't attuned to anything</div><div style="text-align: left;">People like rocks are attuned to some things</div><div style="text-align: left;">I am a rock</div><div style="text-align: left;"> I am an Archie comic</div><div style="text-align: left;">Yo Jughead!</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Let's go the malt shoppe</div><div style="text-align: left;"> See if Veronica and Betty are there</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-65674106331871324692024-03-15T10:46:00.000-07:002024-03-15T10:46:43.751-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> Celestial</div><div style="text-align: left;">prevac</div><div style="text-align: left;"> mimed the origin</div><div style="text-align: left;"> of the fellatio</div><div style="text-align: left;"> driven</div><div style="text-align: left;">It wasn't pretty</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Afterwards he stopped at Wendy's</div><div style="text-align: left;"> but was confused by</div><div style="text-align: left;">the "Surge Pricing"</div><div style="text-align: left;"> So he went across Frontier Road</div><div style="text-align: left;"> to a Taco Bell/KFC</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-91752119255159513052024-03-14T17:55:00.000-07:002024-03-14T17:55:40.174-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> Creature</div><div style="text-align: left;"> of the dream machine</div><div style="text-align: left;"> In a white ambrosia something or other</div><div style="text-align: left;"> studying stenography</div><div style="text-align: left;"> in the Santa Ynez mountains</div><div style="text-align: left;"> with a copy of Dharma Bums</div><div style="text-align: left;"> under her pillow</div><div style="text-align: left;"> watching Treasure of Sierra Madre</div><div style="text-align: left;"> with Walter Huston</div><div style="text-align: left;"> and HB</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-49805527343284298652024-03-14T17:34:00.000-07:002024-03-14T17:34:20.536-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> I'm no</div><div style="text-align: center;">genius</div><div style="text-align: center;"> But </div><div style="text-align: center;"> JFC</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Help me </div><div style="text-align: center;">Jeebus</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-79392922326464672332024-03-14T17:30:00.000-07:002024-03-14T17:32:41.679-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> the mooment </div><div style="text-align: center;">of </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Persipascity?</div><div style="text-align: center;"> perscipacity?</div><div style="text-align: center;">What is that word?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Perspicacity!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div data-dobid="dfn" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(77, 81, 86); color: #4d5156; display: inline; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">the quality of having a ready insight into things; shrewdness.</div><div class="vmod" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(77, 81, 86); color: #4d5156; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif;">"the perspicacity of her remarks"</div><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: medium;">Then Zingers!</span></div><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: medium;">Ba boom</span></div><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: medium;"> Her perspicacity </span></div><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: medium;"> Was second</span></div><div class="ZYHQ7e" style="color: #5e5e5e; text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-size: medium;"> To her bosom. </span></div></div></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-51234764464352321202024-03-14T17:13:00.000-07:002024-03-14T17:18:30.623-07:00<p> If Rabelais</p><div style="text-align: left;"> were here</div><div style="text-align: left;"> What would I do?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Who is Rabelais?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Why do I know his name?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> What did he do?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Writer?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Philosopher?</div><div style="text-align: left;">I honestly do not know.</div><div style="text-align: left;">That's all for this poem.</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Thank you for attending. </div><div style="text-align: left;">News at 11</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: white; caret-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.87); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.87); font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; orphans: 3; widows: 3;">"His book is a riddle which may be considered inexplicable. Where it is bad, it is beyond the worst; it has the charm of the rabble; where it is good it is excellent and exquisite; it may be the daintiest of dishes." </span></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-71183784938280945232024-03-14T17:02:00.000-07:002024-03-14T17:04:55.520-07:00<p> I used to go to bars</p><div style="text-align: left;">and hang out for hours</div><div style="text-align: left;">I'd talk to anyone who wanted to talk</div><div style="text-align: left;">I'd play pool- sometimes I was pretty good</div><div style="text-align: left;">sometimes I felt guilty about beating people</div><div style="text-align: left;">But sometimes they deserved a good ass whomping</div><div style="text-align: left;">There was one kid </div><div style="text-align: left;">I forget his name </div><div style="text-align: left;">He was tall and looked kind of screw loose</div><div style="text-align: left;">I could tell he REALLY wanted to beat me</div><div style="text-align: left;">You can tell , guys seems wound up </div><div style="text-align: left;">their body language is all</div><div style="text-align: left;">FUCK THIS GUY!</div><div style="text-align: left;">usually at that point I could care less about winning</div><div style="text-align: left;">so I'd win more</div><div style="text-align: left;">But this guy</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well I didn't really care but</div><div style="text-align: left;">the more we played the more I wanted to shut him down</div><div style="text-align: left;">I can be kind of an asshole at times</div><div style="text-align: left;">but not all the time</div><div style="text-align: left;">As I was going to do a long shot for the eight ball to win</div><div style="text-align: left;">he leaned over and whispered in my ear</div><div style="text-align: left;">"You're an asshole"</div><div style="text-align: left;">Totally a dick move</div><div style="text-align: left;">I turned and looked at him. I was still set up to shoot and</div><div style="text-align: left;">I said "You're just figuring that out now?" </div><div style="text-align: left;">and I slammed the eight ball in.</div><div style="text-align: left;">"NEXT!"</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-14368147828618708962024-03-14T16:49:00.000-07:002024-03-14T16:49:09.059-07:00<p> The Hunan Pork</p><div style="text-align: left;"> I love that lady</div><div style="text-align: left;">that works there</div><div style="text-align: left;"> she is so nice!</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the way she smiles</div><div style="text-align: left;"> is so real she's happy</div><div style="text-align: left;">lights up my day</div><div style="text-align: left;">I love her</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the Hunan Pork though</div><div style="text-align: left;">was only pretty good</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the veggies were practically raw</div><div style="text-align: left;">which sometimes is fine</div><div style="text-align: left;"> but eggplant?!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Eggplant should be mushy!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Just sayin</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-70899169340036771422024-03-14T12:35:00.000-07:002024-03-14T12:35:23.325-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> the hangover wars</div><div style="text-align: left;"> were ongoing</div><div style="text-align: left;"> battle lines drawn</div><div style="text-align: left;"> in imaginary</div><div style="text-align: left;"> trenches</div><div style="text-align: left;"> hundreds of cans </div><div style="text-align: left;"> of air freshener</div><div style="text-align: left;"> reaching for the sky</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the troops are permanent</div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-73037010816102076442024-03-14T12:31:00.000-07:002024-03-14T12:31:11.257-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> Please</div><div style="text-align: center;"> counter-centric</div><div style="text-align: center;"> effusional</div><div style="text-align: center;"> bio-rhythm </div><div style="text-align: center;"> interpreted</div><div style="text-align: center;"> In Spanish</div><div style="text-align: center;"> like a heater on</div><div style="text-align: center;"> or a window opened</div><div style="text-align: center;"> a stack of torn </div><div style="text-align: center;">"Evidence" </div><div style="text-align: center;"> 8.5 x 11's</div><div style="text-align: center;"> with poorly executed</div><div style="text-align: center;"> b&w photos</div><div style="text-align: center;"> of toothpaste tubes</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and empty toilet rolls</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-2917634871751263842024-03-12T18:35:00.000-07:002024-03-12T18:35:26.875-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> there weren't no Rommels</div><div style="text-align: left;"> in my grade school</div><div style="text-align: left;"> just snow </div><div style="text-align: left;"> and bricks</div><div style="text-align: left;"> I had a bunch of kids</div><div style="text-align: left;"> in school with me</div><div style="text-align: left;"> some were nice, some were, well-</div><div style="text-align: left;"> one kid would pinch your neck</div><div style="text-align: left;"> But mostly nice</div><div style="text-align: left;">Oyster River Elementary </div><div style="text-align: left;"> 1966</div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-45666239882746729022024-03-12T17:52:00.000-07:002024-03-12T17:52:29.196-07:00<p> The binary reputation</p><div style="text-align: left;"> was not a walrus</div><div style="text-align: left;">in Svalbard</div><div style="text-align: left;"> What is ice?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> It's a blade</div><div style="text-align: left;"> with no one's name</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the sky knows you though</div><div style="text-align: left;">Oh you again?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> but the wind </div><div style="text-align: left;">works at </div><div style="text-align: left;"> a Southern Fried Chicken </div><div style="text-align: left;">stand</div><div style="text-align: left;"> near Gators Bend </div><div style="text-align: left;">Alabama </div><div style="text-align: left;"> (special today- okra and red beans)</div><div style="text-align: left;">Your hair is blonde</div><div style="text-align: left;"> and you have two black eyes</div><div style="text-align: left;"> from the looks of you</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-35008488198378901952024-03-12T17:42:00.000-07:002024-03-12T17:42:39.307-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"> you blah blah blah</div><div style="text-align: left;">too much</div><div style="text-align: left;"> I'm</div><div style="text-align: left;">Just sayin</div><div style="text-align: left;"> You've got a </div><div style="text-align: left;">path forward</div><div style="text-align: left;"> it's no great </div><div style="text-align: left;"> something or other</div><div style="text-align: left;"> But you're doing it again</div><div style="text-align: left;"> let it go</div><div style="text-align: left;">Easier done than said</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-28071940647583590892024-03-12T17:36:00.000-07:002024-03-12T17:36:52.035-07:00<p> too many</p><div style="text-align: left;"> too manys </div><div style="text-align: left;">the man who disparaged soundly the ex wife of a multi -billionaire</div><div style="text-align: left;">who is giving away a billion dollars to charities</div><div style="text-align: left;">(To help people) </div><div style="text-align: left;">is suing a former co- worker because blah blah blah</div><div style="text-align: left;">He is a Marvel villain</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Doc Ock</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Or a Bond villain </div><div style="text-align: left;"> SMERSH</div><div style="text-align: left;">even his name sounds </div><div style="text-align: left;">like a Bond villain</div><div style="text-align: left;"> He has his own space company</div><div style="text-align: left;">Has hundreds of satellites</div><div style="text-align: left;">providing internet linkage </div><div style="text-align: left;"> and he does psycho-active drugs</div><div style="text-align: left;">which worry his corporations </div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-80266626473401599482024-03-12T16:54:00.000-07:002024-03-12T16:54:13.858-07:00<p> Something </p><div style="text-align: left;">so lost </div><div style="text-align: left;">It looks for Doobie Bros</div><div style="text-align: left;"> t shirts online</div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-73663720462757852602024-03-09T22:34:00.000-08:002024-03-09T22:34:05.801-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"> Sleep </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> the Kerouac</div><div style="text-align: center;"> train</div><div style="text-align: center;"> of days</div><div style="text-align: center;"> slide</div><div style="text-align: center;"> like a fly</div><div style="text-align: center;"> in the screen </div><div style="text-align: center;"> outside </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Mr. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> play</div><div style="text-align: center;"> the stoned</div><div style="text-align: center;"> wash </div><div style="text-align: center;"> of </div><div style="text-align: center;"> the City</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Bye the bay</div><div style="text-align: center;"> you're washed up </div><div style="text-align: center;"> even your ma</div><div style="text-align: center;"> won't talk to you</div><div style="text-align: center;"> but you don't care</div><div style="text-align: center;"> the words are </div><div style="text-align: center;"> in your back pocket</div><div style="text-align: center;"> next to twelve cents</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-79143477321709363612024-03-08T18:46:00.000-08:002024-03-08T18:47:10.491-08:00<p> I got drunk</p><div style="text-align: left;"> drunk as a white night</div><div style="text-align: left;"> In a black scene</div><div style="text-align: left;"> of Jean Genet</div><div style="text-align: left;"> "Oh jail is no home "</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the pigeons are not without</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the sidewalk </div><div style="text-align: left;"> Keep your eyes </div><div style="text-align: left;"> on the next scene</div><div style="text-align: left;"> but France could give </div><div style="text-align: left;"> a shit</div><div style="text-align: left;"> (mirror)</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Cendrars wrote</div><div style="text-align: left;"> to himself</div><div style="text-align: left;"> a thousand miles</div><div style="text-align: left;">and thousand train tracks-</div><div style="text-align: left;"> try living in Napoli </div><div style="text-align: left;"> during the war</div><div style="text-align: left;"> He said</div><div style="text-align: left;"> You'll get robbed</div><div style="text-align: left;"> after riding a hovercraft ferry</div><div style="text-align: left;"> from Anacapri</div><div style="text-align: left;">But it doesn't matter- Tiberius</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Mattered </div><div style="text-align: left;">or Tycho Brahe</div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-20914524493290523962024-03-08T14:43:00.000-08:002024-03-08T14:43:33.385-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"> Sleepy</div><div style="text-align: center;"> head </div><div style="text-align: center;"> drug </div><div style="text-align: center;"> brain</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Ptsd </div><div style="text-align: center;"> from </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Bs </div><div style="text-align: center;"> trauma</div><div style="text-align: center;"> bs</div><div style="text-align: center;"> " I'm too sensitive"</div><div style="text-align: center;">"I need a change"</div><div style="text-align: center;">"What's wrong with me"</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Rain drops say</div><div style="text-align: center;"> let it go</div><div style="text-align: center;"> into the </div><div style="text-align: center;">Far far </div><div style="text-align: center;"> away</div><div style="text-align: center;"> giant drain</div><div style="text-align: center;"> that is </div><div style="text-align: center;"> existence </div><div style="text-align: center;">or something</div><div style="text-align: center;"> let it go</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-74306834552152590732024-03-08T13:09:00.000-08:002024-03-08T13:09:02.872-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: #ffffcc; caret-color: rgb(51, 102, 0); color: #336600; font-size: 23.200001px; text-align: center;">Ominous roiling in the Crater Lake atop the Volcano:</span></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: #ffffcc; caret-color: rgb(51, 102, 0); color: #336600; font-size: 23.200001px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">When meeting an impasse, the Superior Person turns his gaze within, and views the obstacle from a new perspective</span></span>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-6866870692929550892024-03-08T13:03:00.000-08:002024-03-08T13:03:08.507-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"> It's </div><div style="text-align: center;"> a lazy</div><div style="text-align: center;"> sunny</div><div style="text-align: center;"> cool </div><div style="text-align: center;"> day </div><div style="text-align: center;"> in</div><div style="text-align: center;"> A </div><div style="text-align: center;">coastal </div><div style="text-align: center;"> city</div><div style="text-align: center;"> near the moon </div><div style="text-align: center;"> I ate leftover Kung Pao Chicken</div><div style="text-align: center;"> for lunch</div><div style="text-align: center;"> it was good</div><div style="text-align: center;">but a little spicy </div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-24129387154844964282024-03-08T12:58:00.000-08:002024-03-08T12:58:40.326-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Zoinks</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm roly </div><div style="text-align: center;"> poly</div><div style="text-align: center;"> moondrops </div><div style="text-align: center;"> in a </div><div style="text-align: center;"> square </div><div style="text-align: center;"> existence </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Placated</div><div style="text-align: center;"> By </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Chow mein</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and Camel filters</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-54625971872384986822024-03-06T10:35:00.000-08:002024-03-06T10:35:56.740-08:00<p> I'm </p><div style="text-align: left;"> old</div><div style="text-align: left;"> older than </div><div style="text-align: left;"> the rocks </div><div style="text-align: left;"> in my brain</div><div style="text-align: left;"> the leaves of grass</div><div style="text-align: left;"> By Walt Whitman </div><div style="text-align: left;"> I think I read that</div><div style="text-align: left;"> supposedly he changed the poem</div><div style="text-align: left;">every time they reprinted it</div><div style="text-align: left;">Nah -don't do that </div><div style="text-align: left;">It is what it is </div><div style="text-align: left;">- you made it</div><div style="text-align: left;"> - make something else</div><div style="text-align: left;"> - quit fussing</div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803296.post-30218633983222598202024-03-06T10:29:00.000-08:002024-03-06T10:29:15.687-08:00<p> Chim </p><div style="text-align: left;"> Chiminey </div><div style="text-align: left;"> Time</div><div style="text-align: left;"> doesn't exist except with clocks?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Sorry no</div><div style="text-align: left;"> if time didn't exist without clocks</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Why have I aged? </div><div style="text-align: left;"> Blame the clocks! </div><div style="text-align: left;">Maybe he meant without cocks?</div><div style="text-align: left;">No cocks, no time?</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Possibly</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>C. Magmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201060265760488002noreply@blogger.com