NO WIRE COAT HANGERS! Edition
Yes, Mommie Dearest.
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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...
Mothers of the world.
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In celebration of Mothers,
Butcha Family Agape
Bob, Cindy, Jen, Rich, John, Leslie, Mom, Da, Dad, Ellie, Cathie
Parents, Children, Grandchildren, & Great Grandchildren
of the Butcha Tree
The Blanchard Trunk
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Womb in Her Embrace
an Abstract Mother's Day Pome
Mother always near
in mind, on watch from rear,
with Scouts, both sexes;
rebounds graceful reflexes,
abundance of good vibes cheer.
Positive waves cheer,
sixth sensory reflexes,
interzone sexes;
mom's watch reminds from rear,
Right - Wrong, God is always near.
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In closing, of this section,
a pair of Poet Muthas
CAT & Da Butcha
two sides of the same bad ass.
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Welcome to, Salutations from, Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park Google Blog,
an online magazine published weekly, tackling the hard hitting current events,
sharing photos of sunshine and lollipops and...
Symbols of Peace & Hope
Viracocha under the Hopi Sun
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And now for something completely different...
a Sea Shanty
In Days of Olde
w/a tip 'o' da hat to,
Gilbert & Sullivan
Yo-ho-ho in climate warm
safe in harbor from storm
where gaiety's the norm,
ring the merry bell aboard ship
at the arrival of his Lordship
for the Pirate Kings courtship!
Puffy shirts, vests, and chaps
leather boots and leopard wraps,
crotch-less panties...perhaps,
pleasure in lace
nakedness across the place
smiles on every face;
his Lordship enters in lemon chiffon,
Pirate King in clothes well drawn
walks down the isle with nothing on!
Walks down the isle with nothing on!
Nothing on...
Yo-ho-ho in climate warm
sailing craft, sailors dorm
practiced at good form,
swing the Mary ball on board ship
for the marriage of his Lordship
and the Pirate Kings courtship!
Reception orgiastic
orgasmic fantastic
decks greasy slick,
tankards filling, emptying,
brazen dancing, singing,
men ever-ree-where...BUOY-YOY-YOY-YING!
High tide at dawn
raise sails, uniforms on
hoist anchor and they're gone
hoist anchor...and they're gone...
they're gone...
Yo-ho-ho in climate warm...
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May the Fourth Be with You
(Tuesday, November 5, 2024)
A Political Rant in Rhyme
Don Trump and Joe Biden
are Great...at dividin'
their rhetoric thunder
tears country asunder
chasm 'tween haves and have nots
citizens who've had all their shots
black, white, pink, yellow, brown
murderous eyes all over town
either/or candidate selection
Republicrats control election.
Joe Trump and Don Biden
are Hate...excel at dividin'
country like a pie
hungry pigs in a sty
trough for one percenters
no slop for homeless or renters
illusion of neighbors get more
set brothers and sisters to war
yet, citizenry only bags of meat
to be bought and sold on the street.
Don Trump and Joe Biden
Exacerbate...dividin'
party lines on fire
stay status quo desire
desperate to keep jobs
they placate and patronize slobs
who're expected to obediently vote
on autopilot, politically by rote
Republicrats grin in their arrogance
won't they be surprised at their comeuppance...
Don Trump and Joe Biden...
Joe Trump and Don Biden...
Don Trump and Joe Biden...
Wonders...at dividin'...
This is what...?!?!
Looks like.
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Parting Shot
John Sinclair & David Amram Trio,
Poetry & Jazz
grab a random volume of Poetry,
slip some jazz into the deck
and float away on words and music...
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Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much,
the I can't Sing, I write the lyrics, selfie
Your own, personal, Master 'o' da Farce,
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park
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Dionysus offering Brother Coyote a chalice of Saint Paulie Girl Lager;
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"We are the World!
We are your Neighbors!
We are under banners unfurled
under guns, bombs and sabers!
We are Praying for release,
from puppet master in lofty manse
in solidarity we ecstatically rese,
all we are saying, is...give Peace a chance...
all we are saying, is...give Peace a chance...
all we are saying, is...give Peace a chance...
give Peace a chance...
please.
Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.
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Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk
since January 7, 2021
just a toddler in blog years.
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