Seven

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There are seven, there are seven,
there’s seven days to make us weak,
seven’s seen as lucky number
by both the wild and the meek.

Heard that chills are multiplying,
what Johnny T. as Danny said,
you and Johnny share a birth year,
greased lightning speed round sun you tread.

Three times seven’s just beginning
of reckoning of your long years,
in addition you’ve had two score
birthdays filled with great hopes and fears.

Score is twenty, which is something
vintage old folks use to mark time
Age is frightening when we add it
seems you’ve been here way past your prime.

Sixty-one years, such a baby,
when reckoned in units Geo
You’re a fossil but we love you
our dear relic that’s so neat oh!

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Me Gusta

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Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta comer, me gusta cantar,
I like to eat and sing!

Quiero, quiero, quiero. Quiero!
Quiero, quiero, quiero. Quiero!
I want to see ya, mi Principia.
Quiero everything!

Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
I like to bailer, to dance and holler
and with my baby swing.

Quiero, quiero, quiero. Quiero!
Quiero, quiero, quiero. Quiero!
You got me moving, Third Law is grooving,
mass accelerating.

Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta jugar, give me some sugar,
come besame, baby!

Yo tengo, yo tengo, yo tengo. Yo tengo!
Yo tengo, yo tengo, yo tengo. Yo tengo!
Yo tengo hambre, I hunger all day,
only your love feeds me.

Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Play with my baby, she drives me crazy,
me gusta mi bebé.

Yo tengo, yo tengo, yo tengo. Yo tengo!
Yo tengo, yo tengo, yo tengo. Yo tengo!
Yo tengo amor, I have love hardcore,
with you I feel free!

Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta, me gusta, me gusta. Me gusta!
Me gusta amar, I so live to love,
love strengthens us it’s true!

Tyranny

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Tyranny is ugly, tyranny’s a scourge,
tyranny’s a monster that comes in many forms.
Despot of dictator or ochlocracy,
anyway you slice it world’s replete with tyranny.

Benito Mussolini ruled over Italy
they say he made trains run on time with his tyranny.
All hail Julius Caesar, strong man from long ago,
ended Roman Republic in land of Benito.

Evita is diminutive for Eva Perón,
she was the darling wife del generalisimo.
Born in abject poverty a century ago
la Señora Presidenta wore a populist halo.

People rise to power on backs of the masses
often play the game of war between the classes.
In our search for saviors we have a tendency
of deifying tiny men at odds with liberty.

Tyranny and tyro both start with letter T,
one word means repression while other is a plebe.
Twenty is a number that starts with letter T
and T’s twentieth letter in alphabet family.

Tremendous, trepidation, tantalizing and termite
one third of a dozen that letter T does ignite.
Great big globe we travel on’s replete with tyranny
and Tierney’s another word that begins with letter T.

Letter T, letter T, Beatles sang song, “Let It Be,”
came out on final album before Fab Four fled Abbey.
This song has little reason, though it’s filled with rhyme
and its only purpose is to tell you you’re sublime.

Though your name is Tierney, homophone for tyranny,
Know you know the value of letting folks live free.
Hope this song brought a smile to your darling face
if it missed the mark at least we had a merry chase.

Tyranny is ugly, tyranny’s a scourge,
tyranny’s a monster that comes in many forms.
Despot of dictator or ochlocracy,
not polite to talk about tyranny of Tierney.

The Penitent

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To flagellate the penitent’s an evil thing to do
It’s a special kind of illness whipping Muslim, Christian, Jew.
Told to cherish and love each other, we’re neighbors after all,
many voices call out in hatred, Lord, how did this befall?

To love whole world as siblings is Your greatest Commandment
and promoting our divisions is a sin most flagrant.
Let us strive to do to one another as we’d have done to us
and stop proclaiming other evil with broad and damning brush.

It is not our hymns that matter, rather in our actions speak,
we all need to listen to The Master and His wisdom seek.
Some call Master Yahweh, others by Allah name is known,
Hebrews have tradition of of not putting name in written form.

Regardless of name we call Him surely we all need to see
we are all but seekers searching for truth in divinity.
Condemning one another for the way we bless ourselves
is truly an unholy path that makes Earth a living hell.

We must rise above our pettiness, rise above our learned hate,
so long as we are breathing, swear to God it’s not too late.
Let us break bread with an Imam, let us dine with a Rabbi,
drink His blood with a priest, and with a minister share pie!

It is not in our differences that we will see The Lord
and while we’re feeling welcoming let’s include the whole horde.
Wiccans, Druids, Hindus, Buddhists, the list goes on and on:
Stop insisting that we’re right, don’t have to say that they’re all wrong.

Don’t care what you believe in, can have no theism at all
what we need’s not tolerance, but loving hearts that are not small.
With Golden Rule as our Gold Standard no way that we can fail.
Lead by example to handle dissent, not the threat of jail!

We can revel in His Glory, we can drink of finest wine,
we may not see eye to eye but diversity’s divine!
May your faith give you solace in time of greatest need
and rather than condemning let’s let His word take the lead.

“He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat.
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat.
Oh, be swift, my soul to answer him be jubilant, my feet!”
For His love let’s march on! For His love let’s march on!

Apollo and Artemis

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Offspring of Zeus and Leto, twins from long ago,
Artemis the huntress y hermano Apollo.
Artemis would anger, her fuse was mighty short,
and if you ever crossed her? Was not forgiving sort.

With her bow and arrow she loved to hunt and kill
this stunning woodlands goddess reveled in blood spilled.
Though she was mighty hunter on deer she would fawn,
loved to run through night forest and stay up until dawn.

Morning light brought by Apollo, baby brother twin,
who with his golden chariot brand new day would bring.
Apollo was a youngster, a kouros, beardless youth
who delighted in athletics, music, art and truth.

Loved to play the lyre, small harp formed in a U,
zealots played paeans on lyres as his fame grew and grew.
Artemis and Apollo, though they ran in separate spheres,
loved to play together both in youth and later years.

Apollo loved the laurel, wore its leaves as a crown
as a tribute to Daphne, nymph that to the earth was bound.
Artemis had her deer, Apollo dolphins and swans,
twins were of Greek origin, they were not Amazons.

Sun and moon, day and night, with great anger and great love,
together or apart twins always armed in knowledge;
knowledge that together they were stronger than alone,
and maturing together each year their love had grown.

Headless

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Noah built an ark and filled it with animals two by two,
after eight-hundred years Pharaoh’s minions set to drowning Jews.
Moses was placed in tiny ark and left among the reeds,
Quran tells of baby Moses rescued by Nefertari.
Death of Hebrew boys ordered by Nile River drownings?
Is husband to Nefertari, brings up Moses to be king.
Boom!

Twice eight centuries fast forward, got Jesus walking the Earth,
and he runs into his cousin through Elizabeth’s birth.
Now, John’s a humble guy, he spent his youth out in wilderness,
and when Jesus tells John to baptize him, Johnny boy protests.
John’s awed by his cousin, who’s been changing water into wine,
declares he’s not worthy, but dunks Jesus in Jordan sublime.
Word!

Likely know the story of poor Jesus at Gethsemane;
his fearful doubt and worry, prayed, “Let this cup pass over me.”
Was on a Tuesday night when his gang walked over to the park
come Wednesday at three p.m. all of Jerusalem was dark.
While Jesus was suffering in most excruciating way
El primo de Jesus, Juan, had important things to say.
Family!

John had a lot of followers who were demanding change
made royalty, oligarchs and Pharisees feel a bit estranged.
Herod had John arrested on a very trumped up charge,
King felt he was above the law and was living very large.
John’d been talking smack about Herod’s from Phasaelis divorce
and along came Herod’s birthday bash where he got drunk, of course.
Wine!

King Herod was getting hot watching his young step-daughter dance,
Salome’s moves were so alluring that she put Dad in a trance.
Hot for step-daughter/niece he offered her her heart’s desire,
Herodias whispered to Salome to assuage her ire.
John The Chastiser’s talk about Herodias as new wife
prompted Salome to demand John’s head sliced off with a knife.
Beheaded!

We still got people who believe in the Divine Right of Kings,
rulers flaunting the law, declaring they’re above mundane things.
Fatuous dotards with no decency who think they rule the world;
demanding righteousness from others while they’re groping young girls.
As I read my Bible, four-thousand-years of blood and gore,
I’m dismayed to distraction by our king who calls for war.
Democracy?

Noah built an ark and filled it with animals two by two,
after eight-hundred years Pharaoh’s minions set to drowning Jews.
Twice eight centuries fast forward, got Jesus walking the Earth,
and he runs into his cousin through Elizabeth’s birth.
Likely know the story of poor Jesus at Gethsemane;
his fearful doubt and worry, prayed, “Let this cup pass over me.”
John had a lot of followers who were demanding change
made royalty, oligarchs and pharisees feel a bit estranged.
King Herod was getting hot watching his young step-daughter dance,
Salome’s moves were so alluring that she put Dad in a trance.
We still got people who believe in the Divine Right of Kings,
rulers flaunting the law, declaring they’re above mundane things.
Follow me!

Time To Rise and Shine

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Calm before the storm, waiting for the gun,
gunpowder vaporizing signals time to run.
All around me’s dark, only one awake,
Time to rise and shine, start our own earthquake.

I’m a patient man, no oxymoron,
waiting in this queue just goes on and on.
Far too long I’ve spun wheels in the dry sand
we’ll begin again, create a new man.

Hours in a day, multiply by two,
Then my girl and I our lives we’ll renew.
Earth spins round and round, gives us day and night
am no longer blind, once more see the light.

Weight that’s held me down been lifted away
got a lot of work, not a holiday.
With her by my side, working hand and hand,
I’ll begin again to be a true man.

Man who is not blind to things hard to see
reboot of our lives opportunity.
Stumbled in the past, wallowed in the mud
so much more than cleansed, I’m again risen.

Risen from the swamp, exited the dark
ready for journey, dancing round the spark.
Spark ignites the fuel, fuel bursts into flame,
warm wind that’s blowing I’m living again.

Barest patch of light in the eastern sky
now’s the time to leave, watch us as we fly.
Fly away from here to a better life
where I’ll be a man worthy of such wife.

Calm before the storm, waiting for the gun,
gunpowder vaporizing signals time to run.
All around me’s dark, only one awake,
Time to rise and shine, start our own earthquake.

Troll, Troll, Troll

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You got the heart of a troll,
man, that is oh so clear.
Got the heart of a troll,
man, that is oh so clear.
Ya love to troll with your fat mouse
to you it is a real
good time.

Know that trolling’s your wheelhouse,
your words expose your soul.
Know that trolling’s your wheelhouse,
your words expose your soul.
Limp and lifeless peepholes;
your heart is black as coal.

Love to troll, love to troll
Love to troll, love to troll
Love to troll, love to troll
Love to troll, all you know

You’re such a troll, troll, troll
down in your deep black soul- ahha!
Troll, troll, troll, troll
Deep black soul
You’re gonna scream,
you’re gonna pout
to you discord’s
what life’s about.
A soul so dark,
a mind so weak
you ever think
before you speak?
Uh-huh.

Fat and lazy, fat and lazy,
is your mind now, is your mind now.
Such a pity, such a pity.
Big sow

Lord, must be so tiring
living with such hate and fear.
Lord, it must be so tiring
living with such hate and fear.
Stumbling round with eyes wide shut
and ears that just won’t hear.

Love to troll, love to troll
Love to troll, love to troll
Love to troll, love to troll
Love to troll, all you know

Bow to Majesty

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Just half century
since you’ve walked the Earth,
landscape you transform
with your joy and mirth.

Cackle of your laugh
is music to my ears,
not so melodious
but so much joie de vivre!

Sparkle of your eyes,
the tilt of your head,
and it’s so damn telling
how your arrows shred.

Darling little pug
bark’s worse than her bite,
better look out, bub,
‘cuz she’s dynamite.

Bow to majesty,
so irreverent,
angel in disguise
who surely is hell bent.

Walnut through and through
not some thin veneer.
Spirit of an Ent
with strength persevere.

How can one so small
tower divinely?
And a heart so large
fit inside of you?

Smitten as I am,
silly supplicant,
forever hold my heart,
forever your servant.

Strength and love combined,
sugar with some salt,
total admiration
for your great gestalt.

Just half century
since you’ve walked the Earth,
landscape you transform
with your joy and mirth.

Hot On The Trail

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     Hot on the trail of a love scene grown cold needed some help from a sleuth that was bold. Called up a gumshoe and told him my tale, I paid retainer, hoped he would prevail. A girl that I’d loved in long ago past needed to find, and I needed her fast. No glimpse of gal on the web that’s worldwide, mounting frustrations I just couldn’t hide.

     “How can anyone in this day and age leave nary a trace?” I ranted and raged. Jake Callahan, a wily detective, shook his head at me like bobble defective.

     “A lack of presence can’t be just by chance; sure motivation’s just ancient romance?” Looked Jake in the eye, did not hesitate, knew he’d smell a rat if answered too late.

     “What do you mean? Told you motivation. She’s one who got away; to her must hasten.” Jake tilted his head, looked at me with one eye his expression showed suspected I lied.

     Tilted his nose and turned head to the side in need of shekels, shunted doubts aside. “Listen,” Jake said, conspiratorially, “you’re up to no good? Retainer forfeits to me.”

     Threw on a mask that was incredulous, Jake’s response was scowl but for now passed his test. “Yeah. Sure,” he replied, “whatever you say. That’s enough for now, let’s call it a day.” My heart was pounding inside of my chest, I needed a Shamus, not Eliot Ness. If Justus was thorough then my goose was cooked; my motivation was that of a crook.

     Now don’t get me wrong, I hadn’t quite lied, had tender feelings for woman espied, just that the romance excuse was a ruse, I needed her help or fortune I’d lose. Back in the days when Carter was ruling as two teenagers we’d met through schooling. ECON one-oh-one, lesson stock market, we two had done a lot more than audit. Chickie and me had taken class to heart, and jointly purchased shares of tech upstart. Forgotten our purchase for forty years till heard of stellar IPO premiers.

     All-star list caught my eye, then I exclaimed, “Value of this stock is simply insane!” Memory of purchase rose in my mind then thoughts of girl to brain also did climb. Unsure how we’d purchased our penny stocks, did a little research, knew I was caught. Caught between that damn rock and a hard place would take both of us to cash in our gains.

     Jake Callahan, aka, Justus Jake, rang midnight jingle that nudged me awake. Without preamble or apology he declared, “Found our star at apogee!” From my bed I scrambled and we two met, quickly took a ride on very fast jet. Arrived at the address Jake had secured, eyes all a bug at mansion manicured. Girl I remembered with cute ponytail financially was way up on the scale. He’d emailed, then called, we were expected, had two sets of gates, that house was protected!

     We intoned our hellos and how are yous, gave one another perfunctory hugs, made some small talk on King Darius’ rug talk quickly settled on vital hoodoo. “I know why you’re here,” she said regally, “I can’t defend my illegality. I learned of my windfall, our, rather, ours, and fear I fell under greed’s power.”

     My mind worked quickly as nodded head slow, swore we’d find solution amicable. We drew up some papers to show intent, then Jake and I from her became absent.

    Back in rent-a-car, Jake behind the wheel, turned his head slightly, said, “This is the deal. Know you were planning to do unto her, got documentation, don’t make a stir. “You two will divide up your huge windfall, sans recriminations, or axe will fall.” Started to protest, Jake shut it off quick, realized he was right, told him he was slick.

     Took just a year to make everything square, loaned me cool million while deal was in the air. Gave Jake a bonus, had money to spare; me and old girlfriend? Now we’re the hot pair!

     Hot on the trail of a love scene grown cold needed some help from a sleuth that was bold. Called up a gumshoe and told him my tale, I paid retainer, hoped he would prevail. A girl that I’d loved in long ago past needed to find, and I needed her fast. No glimpse of gal on the web that’s worldwide, mounting frustrations I just couldn’t hide.