First lets settle this one (at least among poets for self-gratification, dilated pupils, flashes, or for all the narcotic 'Tous est organique' freshness.)
How Beep Beep sound to you?
And Peep Peep?
What is about noq naque?
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'...I know!
and completely
agreed!
But, I am not a samurai in Poetry. Cause I Can do the
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In the age of 'Techx, ' we all become spies and Informants.
Covid twenty nineteen
Captured and united us like a tribe of
Harems and
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I have a question!
Are we citizen of this planet?
oui ou non?
Yes and no?
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let's make
it
clear;
I am not a 'Mooji' or an emoji!
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Advertisers are one of the mysterious hands.
Whoever throw the bitcoin paper is mysterious.
Like an Olympic flame, from peer to peer to mining farms in north pole uses electricity as much as LA and Saint Fransisco all together.
Everything has to fly these days, fast, and green.
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I am not gaguing, gogging, vingoging here.
'democracy' is a fancy word for l'art des conneries'
among eastern chimpanzees and bonobos.
Sorry we are not at the level of third chimp status,
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I do not have issues with tolerances minus pie.
I just give an F B52 to that domain.
But since, paradise had become a dumpster,
oils spills, and dead fish for the take;
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thoughts form like clouds.
rain, rainbows, storms, and thunderstorms.
I can't add a thing right at this stormy point;
or may be
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You can call me a jerk or turkey,
for me it is a yes!
i am not Shopenhauer
(peace on him!)
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