Virgin Cruise of the, Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk, Master 'o' da Farce

 

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Welcome to, the virgin cruise of, Salutations from,  Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park,

Master 'o' da Farce, Google Blog, transformation complete,

the one blog in billions that dares to tell it like it is and

with tongue firmly planted in cheek.

New Year, New Normal, New Creation, New Blog, shades of it's former self,

still chock a block full of the social commentary, farcical observations, & tomfoolery

that one expects from DaBCo Industries, Poultry Division,

only sharper writing...

ok, it's the same old writing,

New Style!

the, Sideview, selfie

So as to keep the beat up, we shall not go into the debacle in DC,

a Direct Action gone wrong and totally losing DaBCo Support of the movement,

let us dive right into the meat of the matter,

Fresh Cut Poultry,

a suite of assorted pieces, dipped, drizzled, dark chocolate, minty fresh,

Riffin' on da Classics of Lost Lines, Limerical Suite:

It Could Be Better

(But, It Ain't Bad Blues)

Dry eyes little friend,

you know you cannot pretend,

Babe, lay on yer back,

I'll give ya a temptin' snack,

next verse, gets worse, can't defend...

Shade Under There

Molly Brown rolled out on pure MDMA,

rode ecstasy for a week and a day,

when she returned, earned nickname

which she wore with pride, not to blame,

for deja brown skid that washed away -

Accidental Amore

Chiquita Crox, just for chuckles,

dated, Marina Mcknuckles,

gals fit together like second skin

hubbies found out, could hear a pin

as belts swung, held by buckles -

Air'Scream

Working girl, Violet Buckshot,

BDSM Queen, moves of a robot,

punishment - reward stings like hell

healing salves have a nice smell,

and drives mobile dungeon so don't get caught -

Dry eyes little friend

ya know ya cannot pretend

Baby, on yer back

get ready, act a lil whack,

next verse, worse, spiral descend...

Lip Sunk

Karaoke star Cory Spacklefresh,

impersonated singer, John Tesh,

dead-on mannerisms and vocals,

became fairground act for yokels

began to believe was celeb' in flesh -

Grass Isn't Greener

Holiday gingerman dubbed, Muddy,

thought his short existence was cruddy

on display with trad' yule log cake

saw main course, repented his mistake,

thankful not prime rib, red and bloody -

Not by Rote

Versifier cried out, " Dig Bein' a POTE!

empathisin' with companions in boat,

flippin' da script, tossin' a coin,

kickin' it direct from groin

an' stereotypes be smote!"

Dry eyes little friend,

you know you cannot pretend,

Babe, lay on yer back,

I'll give ya a temptin' snack,

next verse, gets worse, can't defend...

Dry eyes little friend

ya know ya cannot pretend

Baby, on yer back

get ready, act a lil whack,

next verse, worse, spiral descend...

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Parting shot...

No More Wire Hangers!

He tore out closets

enlarged small attic room and

remains in his own...

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Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much,

Your personal Master of the Farce,
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Pahrk

contact Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Park via this blog, or

dabsasp@gmail.com

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Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk

since January 7, 2021

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Dionysus offering a chalice of inspiration.

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