Stanley Cooper Poems

Palindrome...?

What in the world does it mean?
To me it’s most ambiguous
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Bigoted racists filled with hatred
Religious fanatics with only their thoughts sacred
Destructive weapons that keep us in fear
Threaten to destroy most things we hold dear
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English teachers, with professorial elation
Teach their students correct conjugation
They explain how to properly conjugate verbs
So their written creations would be more than just blurbs
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When I'm interrupted
While I'm interrupting
I find it most disrupting

It's not polite, you know
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My brain has its own mind
I've no say at all
I've no control of any kind
Of words or poems I scrawl
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Some seeking acceptability
Think drink is the road to conviviality
So they sip and sip and sip some more
To find the comradeship they’re looking for
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The election debates
The campaign’s big show
They'll never be soul mates
That's one thing we know
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If your rear view mirror reflects what's ahead
Pay it no mind, you're being misled

When down is up and up's below
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Blow your bugle, soldier man
For our young heroes
In their flag covered boxes
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The twenty first century has new stuff appalling
With some of its nuances particularly galling
Such as twitters, tweeters, cell-phones and blog-ins
That cause some old-timers to be scratchin’ their noggins
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