Extra Special Early Edition...BACK ROAD TRIP!

 

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any resemblance to, Political Correctness, Events, People, living, or dead, is purely coincidental;

original poems, opinions, photos, are sole property of, Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk,

Master 'o' da Farce, and do not reflect those of, Google (blog); names are changed to protect the

vacation road tripper.

Welcome to, Salutations from,  Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park Google Blog,

the one blog in billions that dares to tell it like it is and blast out an early edition as

the DaBCo Industries, Poultry Division, Lord High Mucky Mucks

are sending their two top, premier poets on a Poet's Holiday,

to, Bennington, VT, and environs,

to dig on, in a journalistic manner, Grandma Moses,

write poetic articles for publication here, at,

Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk, Master 'o' da Farce, Blog;

who are these two top, premier potes?

CAT & Obi Wan, with their own, personal paparazzi, Das Mann,

providing live, as it happens coverage of the adventure, the aptly dubbed,

BACK ROAD TRIP!

From Somerville, MA, to Bennington, VT!

Obi Wan, Das Mann, & CAT, the birthday feline twin

Yes, that's right, we'll be celebrating, CAT & Billy Barnum, the Dancing Poet.

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and now, an offering from our Resident Dead Poet,

Langston Hughes

excerpt from, Selected Poems

Summer Evening

(Calumet Avenue)

Mothers pass,

Sweet watermelon in a baby carriage,

Black seed for eyes

And a rose pink mouth.

Pimps in gray go by,

Boots polished like a Murray head,

Or in reverse

Madam Walker

On their shoe tips.

I. W. Harper

Stops to listen to gospel songs

From a tent at the corner

Where the carnival is Christian.

Jitneys go by

Full of chine bones in dark glasses,

And a blind man plays an accordion

Gurgling Jericho.

Theresa Belle Aletha

Throws a toothpick from her window,

And the four bells shes awaiting

Do not ring, not even murmur.

But maybe before midnight

The tamale man will come by,

And if Uncle Mac brings beer

Night will pull its slack taut

and wrap a string around its finger

So as not to forget

That tomorrow is Monday.

A dime on those two bottles.

Yes, they are yours,

Too!

And in another week

It will again

Be Sunday.

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Finger snaps,

Now, that's a POEM!

More finger snaps.

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Here's some...NEW STUFF!

What's in a Wordplay?

For his birthday, Petey Parakeet,

got a baseball and a pair of cleet,

he thanked the giver, teary eyed,

later, into his pillow he sighed,

"What I really wanted was a Paraclete."

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Have a great weekend!

We'll return on our regularly scheduled program time.

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much,

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

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Dionysus offering Brother Coyote a chalice of Fresh Spring Maple Syrup,

"I need Cakes of Pan for that!" Coyote barks.

"Hello, I'm Pan"

"aka: Bacchus, I invented Pancakes."

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Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk

since January 7, 2021

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