Stanley Cooper Poems

The “brilliant minds” of Dubbyah and Dick Cheyney
On philosophic questions, they have answers one too many
They go out of their way to make it their biz
To answer the religious question of who the one real God is
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Our false blankets of security
Oceans Atlantic and Pacific
Distanced us from the reality
Of worldly things horrific
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Worms
Give me the squirms
They may pleasure fish
But are not at all my dish
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We can make a difference, we like to believe
So we play their voting game
The political reality is we’re just naïve
Post-election, most things remain the same
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Girls best friends, diamonds are
Besting men as friends by far
No man could conceivably approach
The luster of a diamond broach
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Can’t express myself bilingually
In poetry or in speech
With my verbal singularity
Bilingual’s out of reach
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With a rational admission
That our gas and oil emission
Is destructive to humanity
We might find a firm solution
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Who is this guy, I wonder
This omnipresent person
His name so oft is under
Readings I’m immersed-in
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Adults can learn much from little kids
If we put aside our egos and our ids
Give the kids a chance_ pay close attention
Never look down with know-it-all condescension
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Dots, Dashes, Dits and Dahs
Have long past their last Hurrahs
The code, created by Mr. Morse
We radio ops used in The U.S. Air Force
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