At Home All Alone Poem by Michael Walkerjohn
At Home All Alone
spun off of forked tongues
just a pinch tween cheek and gum
rum-pa-bum-bum, life
this, from an expert
who now leads this ‘circle jerk'
called americant!
the "neo-nation"
that's ‘right; ' ‘trans'-formulated
‘right, ' before your ayes!
would not let ‘them' serve!
check out what ‘they' will do next
"Pride Marching" D.C.!
"Genus, " is not this?
foaming from asps with two wholes!
swallowing one's whole?
having no asp's head
holding on to ‘hiss short pole'
elbows up asp wholes!
‘hiss' diversity
proved to be proudly perverse
what could be more worse?
that ‘second wave' thing
burying deep in kimchee
‘hiss' dyed blondie hair!
Okra, Ophir, Oh!
Hi, Di, Hi, Di, Hoe! Hoe! Hoe!
Sleepy Joe-Joe Yo!
On the road JoJo
blasting hope of DJ. T
polls show no merci!
Do Dat ‘Don' fury
tweeting from the toilet throne
at home all alone!
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6/2/2024 3:11:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A well crafted sublime senryu...10++
Aloha and Cheers Bernard! Hey and Say... new avatar you! Nice! Thank you Fine Sir for the look in and read... and rather crafty comment! You triangle person? Me Too! That other triangle thingy! Just a hint of fur! Whatever! All of the best from this life, to you, and all of our relations... Michaelw1two