| Ah... the glory of a restful sleep
 Nothing beats the refreshingblissful peaceful easy feeling
 resulting from shut-eye after
 feeling zonked out staying up
 late after a hard day's night
 binge reading or slaving o'er
 crafting an umpteenth brilliant
 masterpiece a comment from
 modest sexagenarian oompa
 loompa knucklehead waltzing
 timid wordsmith experiencing
 nirvana dreaming about glory
 days of yore when peace on
 earth and goodwill toward all
 The sequels to All Creatures
 Great and Small are All Things
 Bright and Beautiful, All Things
 Wise and Wonderful, The Lord
 Dog Made Them All, and Every
 Living Thing enumerated book
 titles courtesy the late James
 Herriot, a veterinarian whose
 predicated stories linkedin on
 personal experiences earning
 trust among animal kingdom
 included within that branch of
 life includes the most atrocious,
 
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       | Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis, high bred poi?t?s of mine
 ("Thus always I cause the death of tyrants.”)the purported line Brutus uttered
 after assassinating Julius Caesar.
 
 Alternatively titled: The prose and consequential argumentsfor the death penalty.
 
 An attempt to resuscitate
 the following rambling missive
 written quite some years ago
 (being declared dead on arrival
 if yours truly took emergency measures
 to recruit editorial assistance),
 but after re-reading loopy thought process,
 I decided to submit to rebukes
 and suffer withering criticism
 from any anonymous reader.
 
 Ever since the early forerunners
 of twenty first century mankind
 (sprinted across the trackless expanse
 extant upon planet Earth),
 modern Homo Sapiens
 essentially won out as coterie precursors
 sans predominant present day team of rivals.
 
 The zigzag line,
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       | They got the whole world in their hands
 Worth north of a trillion dollars,(plus or minus a billion dollars here and there),
 the unnamed obscenely rich,
 (which top 15 billionaires
 projected to become trillionaires
 can be located on the computer courtesy
 typing Top 15 billionaires
 projected to become trillionaires
 into the Google search bar
 and clicking EuroNews tab)
 will possess more money
 than the GDP (gross domestic product =
 the total monetary or market value
 of all the finished goods and services
 produced within a country's borders
 in a specific time period) of many countries,
 including Switzerland
 and most African countries:
 many talking heads
 bet their bottom dollar
 and float the name of Elon Musk
 who leads the list
 could become the first trillionaire by 2027,
 with a net worth value
 "growing at an average rate
 of 109.88 percent ever...
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       | Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite
 (any relationship between the following poem and living persons -namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious).
 
 nevertheless he suffers existential blight
 covered head to toe
 in black and blue bruises
 linkedin wherein
 yours truly (himself) did self flagellate,
 less for religious reasons,
 than cuz he felt contrite
 about his mein kampf and hard times,
 where purpose driven life
 when once upon a time,
 he happened to be
 a happy go lucky little boy
 imbibing rich scents and sensibilities
 of mother nature brought delight
 observing flora and faunawhile sitting asprawl upon greensward
 sharing quietude with Georgie(his Box/Dalmatian family dog,
 they shared the same birthday)
 now a doddering blind,
 deaf, and dumb old man
 Tommy (to me) sensational resplendent
 quintessential plane...
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       | Equitably Delivered Comeuppance Betokens Agony
 Awareness about behavior,present since mine days of yore
 an unswerving allie analogous
 to peacekeeper ending civil war
 belated insight suddenly realized (better late than never) doth underscore
 incumbent proactive communication stance
 belatedly bestowed omnipotent awareness
 crucial fostering ingredient to shore
 maternal bond above
 bejesus ear splitting roar
 I admit regret (to self), there
 dost belie suppressed yen to pour
 out sorrows 'twixt this sole him son,and long deceased mother, he
 deprived her his love and outwore
 the Scottish tartan Harris tweedwelcome (haz) mat, which pained
 materialized soon after her death, nor
 can compensation be made,
 
 now ex post facto,
 when futility of spilt tears got more
 gauged and swept away, when
 nary a trace I privately cried
 ...
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       | Adept Anglophone pines to learn Yiddish as a second language
 When alive colorful turns of phrasesuttered courtesy my father or mother
 whose ability to describe a situation
 perfectly verbalized and couched by
 a dialect of High German including
 some Hebrew and other words now
 embolden me - a sexagenarian poet
 to embark upon quest shunning aim
 buzzfeeding insatiable avocation to
 acquire fluency communicating the
 tongue spoken by Ashkenazi Jews -
 which Semitic peoples populated a
 thick trunk line of mine, and crisis
 of identity and existentialism rents
 psyche, cuz I don't feel linkedin to
 any warp and weft nationality akin
 to feeling alienated analogous life
 likened to being left adrift within
 the outer limits of the twilight zone
 where dark shadows slither slinky
 like across field of view teasing me
 to mimic sounds of silence after I
 hear the echo of thirteenth century
 Jews in German...
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       | Facilities that claim they recycle spew nothing but rubbish
 as does yours truly, whose ecological ethosgoes out the window
 into the cold freezing iceland
 prompting the following balderdash.
 
 Upon the advent of an unexpected inspection
 slated for tomorrow January 24th, 2025
 myself and the missus,
 (the latter bedridden
 due to feeling physically unwell)
 scrambled like the ens (Charles to you)
 to play merry maid to buckle down
 and break a sweat sweeping and vacuuming,
 plus applying the BISSELL
 PROHEAT PETTURBO RUG CLEANER.
 
 Many materials we would ordinarily and regularly
 bring to a facility like GIANT,
 (a market we ordinarily, rarely,and unusually purchase food items),
 nevertheless our goto placefor purportedly recycling
 went into the dumpster
 already filled to the brim
 just like the nineteen eighties
 television commercial with the same name,
 w...
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       | Baneful Brickbats Begat Grievous Barrier
 Traces of the masterfulimpregnable prepubescent wall
 still extant scads of decades sincecomplex edifice erected to force tall
 permanently leaving me unmoored,
 marooned, and furloughed ready for pall
 bearers to spill soil upon my
 then emaciated stick figure overall,
 
 an unlovely bag of bonesstripped of flesh,
 sans unseen deadly parasites,
 who valiantly tried to mothball,
 and nearly succeeded, kneaded,
 and deeded landfall,
 when aghast parentsat wits end betiding,
 
 halting, and ramming ace kickball
 player with seriousgame of life and death,
 the latter cleated toehold
 unanimous decision to install
 topnotch scorer anticipatingseeing his name plaque mounted
 within glass encasement within guildhall,
 faintly hearing inaudible teammates
 praised showered, visited
 
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       | I got arrested!... further developments await...
 By gravity said lawlinkedin with physics
 stating that a body at rest
 will remain thus unless otherwise
 acted upon by an external force,
   hence I cannot wrest motionfrom inert human matter
 regarding nearly lifeless entity concerning how aye barely breathe heavily weighed down   with lugubriousness easily crushing this seventy two inchrusty, cowardly, creaky...
 complex corporeal edifice, thus resigning myself   watching flight of bumblebee hopscotching from oneclover plant to another
 wondrous winged warrior unphased by human "rat race" higglety pigglety,
 pell mell, helter skelter,
 how grand living off the grid venerating native flora and fauna simply engrossed with daily tasks    | 
    
       | Look no further than the nose on your face...
 for Mutualism among Homo sapienslong thought to be a pipe dream
 case in point sited by a couple of recent
 purportedly natural events possibly
 exacerbated courtesy global warming
 namely present conflagrations
 include veritable towering inferno -
 (sharing merest premise
 with Hollywood film by the same name,
 the highest-grossing
 Classic 1970s disaster movie
 about a fire that breaks out
 in a state-of-the-art San Francisco
 high-rise building
 during the opening ceremony
 attended by a host of A-list guests:
 An overworked fire chief
 (charging full force like Minnesota Vikings -
 or feel free to substitute your own football team)
 and the building's architect must cooperate
 in the struggle to save lives and subdue panic
 while a corrupt, cost-cutting contractor
 tries to evade responsibility for the disaster
 helped establish the ...
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