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MY ENDORSMENTS FOR 2024

MY ENDORSEMENTS FOR 2024…

Jill Stein for President

Glenn Greenwald for president's advisor

Chris Hedges for Secretary of State

Richard Wolff for Treasury Secretary

Jimmy Dore for White House Press Secretary

Bill McKibben to head the Environmental Protection Agency

Frank Zappa for Attorney General

Tulsi Gabbard for Secretary of Defense

Whoever wants the job for Vice President

#humor #humour #poetry #jokes #poems on tumblr #poems and poetry #politics #funny poems

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WHAT COULD HAPPEN IF YOUR NOSE FROZE      

  If your nose froze,          

Your liver would probably shiver,         

And your cold shoulder would get colder,          

And your eyes would capsize,          

And your brain would drain,         ,

And your skull would dull,        

And your hair would tear,          

And your head would be dead,          

And your chin would cave in,          

And your lips would slip,          

And your cheeks would spring leaks,          

And your tongue would turn to dung,          

And your neck would be a wreck,          

And your heart would break apart,          

And your blood would flood,          

And your throat would float.          

And your spleen would turn green,          

And your intestine would be in question,

And your ass would pass gas.         

And your bladder would be sadder,          

And your veins would go insane,          

And your nerves would swerve,          

And your bones would groan,          

And your back would crack,          

And your spine would whine,          

And your vertebrae would bray,          

And your hips would flip,          

And your muscles would tussle,         

And your nails would fail,          

And your fingers would linger,          

And your skin would thin,          

And your shins would spin,          

And your toes would doze,          

And your feet would tweet,

And your knees would freeze.

And who knows what might happen                      

if your knees froze?         

So you’d better keep an eye on your nose.        

#poetry #poems and poetry #humour #poems on tumblr #jokes #humor #poems and quotes

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INTERNET WEBSITES AND PUNDITS

Grayzone

Leecamp.com

Lee Camp on rumble.com

The Duran

“Redacted Tonight” permanently canceled

Redlines

The Joe Rogan Experience

PUNDITS

Max Blumenthal

Chris Hedges

Russell Brand

Jimmy Dore

Graham Elwood

Aaron Mate

(list not complete yet)

GO TO rumble.com FOR UNCENSORED podcasts by some of the pundits I listed above.

#humour #humor #political humor #politics #history #world affairs #world news #real news

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THE MINISTRY OF TRUTH

Opinions not approved by the Federal Bureau of Misinformation and Disinformation Investigation (FBMDI) are a threat to democracy and will not be tolerated, Violators’ freedom of speech will be revoked by the Thought Police.

The Thought Police have entered your brain through your eyes and ears and have permeated every neuron in your brain. You are being taught what to think and what not to think and how to think what you should think, what opinions you should have, and avoiding saying certain things about certain world leaders and events. If you obey all the thought laws, you will be able to avoid incorrect thinking.

#censorship #free speech #philosophy #politics #world affairs #world news #world events #facebook #corruption in government #corruption #mind control

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ABOUT TIME

ABOUT TIME & SPACE

Time cannot be counted, because although "once upon a time" is a possible scenario,"twice upon a time" cannot happen. You cannot be at the same time twice or more than twice, unless you're not all there. Time, whether you measure it in nanoseconds or eons, is just particles of eternity. Time cannot be saved or spent, since time is infinite. There cannot be an end of time or a beginning of time, because time cannot have not existed, nor can time stop existing. Wasting time is not a bad thing either, unless you don’t have enough time to waste, but in that case you can always find time to waste. You can take your time, but you can’t take someone else’s time, although you can waste someone else's time by taking your time. You can’t give time unless you’re a judge. You cannot make time, you can only arrive earlier by passing through time at a greater speed.

(The Timeless Poet February 24, 2019)

SPACE MEDITATIONS We all need more space, yet Space is infinite. Space is the place with the helpful astronauts. Space is the place with the evil aliens. Not everyone in Outer Space is spaced out. Those who dwell in outer space are emanating from their inner space. The distance from the Twilight Zone to the Outer Limits is measured in twilight years.

#time #once upon a time #wheel of time #humour #humor #poetry #jokes #philosophy #wise sayings #wise guys

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MONEY IS GOD

Money is God.

Rich people are saints.

Poor people are sinners.

Wealth is virtue.

Poverty is sinfulness.

Banks are churches.

The Stock Market is a cathedral.

The Stock Market bell is rung every day.

Trading of stocks is worship.

Stock dividends are charity for the wealthy.

Prisons are damnation for the sin of poverty.

Prison slave labor is penance for the sin of poverty.

The Federal Reserve is the Vatican.

The Fed Chairman is the Pope.

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#money #finance #government #satire #political satire #humour #humor #jokes #federal reserve #religion

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A USELESS POEM

USELESS POETRY

USELESS POEM

Poets—useless fellows, really!

The things they say are awfully silly!

They’ll sit and dream atop the hills,

But never, ever pay their bills!

They’ll tell us that we cannot see.

They’ll tell us how it ought to be.

They’ll tell us with a poet’s smirk

What fools we are to go to work!

THE USELESS POET

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The Dravidian Poet

Mahatma Gandhiji

Mahatma Gandhiji

Said truth would set us free

From sentient misery,

But we would not agree—

For if you tell the truth, you see,

You cannot make a fast rupee!

Got Mahatma?

Smoking Die

Smoking die! Smoking die!

Smoking why? Smoking why?

Smoking Choking

Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking.

Always you are smoking!

Choking, choking, choking, choking.

And are also choking!

Special Beedi

Special beedi, tasting good.

Smoking special, feeling good.

Chippi Beedi

Ganesh beedi useless.

Mysore beedi hopeless.

Chippi beedi good.

Taste like beedi should.

The Sacred Ganja Beedi Mantra

Ganja beedi ganja beedi.

Ganja ganja beedi beedi.

Beedi beedi ganja ganja.

Ganja beedi ganja beedi.

(Repeat one thousand times for perfect bliss)

Always Smoking

Always smoking, always choking.

Never smoking, sometimes choking.

Smoking Pain

If you smoke and smoke again,

You will have to have it pain.

Beedi Smoker

Beedi smoker, bloody joker.

Who you think are fooling?

You haven’t any schooling.

Saliva you are drooling!

Why They Are Smiling?

They are smiling at you.

Then they are stealing money everything.

Knowing Poet

I am poet,

And I am knowing it.

Nirodh

Whene’er you need to shoot a load,

Be sure you’re wearin’ your Nirodh!

Nirodh is a trademark of Hindustan Latex, Ltd.

Grumbling Complaining

Everybody they are grumbling complaining.

Grumbling complaining,

Grumbling complaining.

Grumbling complaining.

What is this?

All this grumbling complaining!

The Streets of Madurai

The streets of Madurai tonight

Are really quite a sight.

While hustlers ply their sleight,

Beggars for small coins must fight.

#original poems #poets corner #poems and poetry #funny poems #poetry #new poets society #poetscommunity #writers and poets #humour #politics #rhyming poetry #philosophy #quips #humor #poetsofinstagram #dead poets society

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The Pundit

DUBYA

Dubya did not want to lose.

He didn’t want the voters to choose.

He didn’t want to hear on the news

That the election was now you-know-whose,

So they threw out the votes of the Blacks and the Jews.

DUBYA AND THE GOOL OL’ BOYS

Dubya asked Gore to concede.

He said, “I’m in the lead.”

“And to count those votes again”

“Is obviously futile when”

“Another Supreme Court case”

“Will quickly end the race.”

RUNAWAY TAXES

You’ll wonder where your money went

When you give it to the government!

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The Dangerous Anti-war Protester

THE TRUTH ABOUT WAR

We’re fighting for the Truth.

We’re fighting nail and tooth.

We’re fighting for what’s right.

Our fight’s a bloody sight.

We hope that when we’re through,

The world will know what’s true!

DIRECTOR OF HUMAN SUFFERING JUSTIFIABLE WAR DEPARTMENT

THE BEDRAGGLED BANNER

Oh say, is this, sir,

Bush’s New World Order?

While the oil wells burn,

All the Shi’ites we’re spurning.

And the Kurds running scared

From bombs bursting in air

Give proof through the night

That Saddam is still there.

And say, does that bedraggled banner yet wave

O’er the hordes of refugees in their unsafe enclave?

In 1991 after “winning” Operation Desert Storm, the American generals allowed Saddam Hussein to stay in power, gave him back his army, and even allowed Saddam’s military to keep helicopters fitted with machine guns. The U.S. then encouraged the Shi’ites to rise up and overthrow Saddam and that we’d help them, then the American troops were ordered not to interfere while Saddam’s troops massacred the Shi’ites.

ATOM BOMB

Easy to use.

Deadly to enemies.

A steady income for war profiteers.

Approved for countries we approve of.

Gives any nation international recognition and respect.

#war profiteers #war #war propaganda #humour #humor #politics #jokes #poetry #funny poems #rhyming poetry #political blog #philosophy #quips #original poems #poets corner #new poets society #poetscommunity #writers and poets #dead poets society #poems and poetry #rhymingpoetry

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THE POOR POET

Why Poets are Poor

A poet should never get wealthy.

The rich life will make him unhealthy.

He’ll party and party all day,

And have nothing worthwhile to say.

Why You Don’t Want to Be Poor

The rich man is always right.

You know it does no good to fight!

If you try to give him hell,

You’ll be broke and S.O.L.

The Working Poor and the Idle Rich

The poor man does the work.

The rich man is a jerk.

He sits around all day,

And gets most of the pay.

The Tenant Farmer

The dirt farmer is down-to-earth.

The gentleman has monstrous girth.

He owns all of the farmers’ lands,

But gentlemen won’t soil their hands.

The poor man works until he drops.

The rich man profits from the crops.

Lonely and Rich

I wouldn’t mind being lonely and rich,

Being married to an arrogant bitch.

Then I wouldn’t have friends who are poor,

And I wouldn’t be an ignorant boor!

Capitalism

The rich man needs the poor because he needs some fools to rob.

The poor man needs the rich because he really needs a job.

It all works out that way—we come home with our pay.

So what more can we say?

The Rule of Need

If you need it, you can’t get it.

If you don’t need it, you can get it.

The more you have, the more you get.

The less you have, the less you get.

Poor Man’s Blues

The poor man is so blue.

He don’t know what to do.

He went, spent his last dime.

Now he’ll have to turn to crime.

The Social Climb

I was a persona non grata.

I came from the low social strata.

But I’ve climbed up the social ladder--

Now to see me they’re feeling much gladder.

#original poems #poets corner #poems and poetry #funny poems #poetry #humour #humor #jokes #rhyming poetry #philosophy #quips #new poets society #poetscommunity #writers and poets #dead poets society

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POEMS PART ZERO

JED CLAMPETT’S DEMISE

Well, the first thing you know, Jed’s got a bank account.

Mr. Drysdale knows that it’s quite a large amount.

Jed thinks Mr. Drysdale is an awful friendly man,

But Mr. Drysdale wants to get his hands on all he can.

Well, the next thing you know, Jed’s lost a large amount.

He never went to grade school, so he never learned to count.

One day he drove down to the bank to see how much there was,

But Mr. Drysdale lied to him just like he always does.

Well, the next thing you know, Jed ain’t a millionaire.

The kinfolk said, “Jed, move away from there!”

They said, “Mountaineerin’ is the thing you oughta do,”

“And don’t let no banker make a fool of you!”

COFFEE

I got plenty of coffee,

And coffee’s plenty for me.

I got my caffeine,

Got my cup,

Got my poetry!

Don’t want tea!

THE COFFEEHOUSE POET

MISERY

I got plenty o’ plenty,

But that ain’t enough for me!

I want some more!

My life’s a bore!

I want it all for free!

Misery!

LE POET MISERABLE

THE HERO’S UNREQUITED GOOD INTENTIONS

I tried to do what’s right,

But they all did what’s wrong.

They didn’t see the light.

They weren’t very strong.

ANTIDISESTABLISHMENTARIANISM

If an Antidisestablishmentarian establishes himself as being

anti-Antidisestablishmentarian, this is considered the same as

being Disestablishmentarian, and therefore a heresy. But if an

established Antidisestablishmentarian disestablishes himself from 

Antidisestablishmentarianism, it’s quite possible that this could

lead to yet another Disestablishmentarian schism.

FASHIONABLE POETRY

My poetry’s way out of fashion.

For rhymin’ I take quite a bashin’

“To rhyme,” they all say, “Is passé.”

But I say to rhyme is O.K.

THE HIP LIST

If you’re hip, you’re probably…

…runnin’ away from home.

…somewhere gettin’ stoned.

…takin’ a toke.

…always broke.

…politically correct,

…without “all due respect”.

…out of work.

…a social quirk.

…gettin’ busted.

…maladjusted.

…runnin’ from the pig.

…tryin’ to bum a cig.

…talkin’ fast.

…hopin’ you’ll last.

…tryin’ to be erotic.

…borderline psychotic.

…either/or.

…real hard core.

…dressed in jeans.

…talkin’ obscene.

…cosmetically unkempt.

…an object of contempt.

But if you’re square…

…you like to cut your hair.

…you hate a body that’s bare.

…you own more than one car.

…you wish you were a star.

…you drive to work each day.

…you come home with your pay.

…you have to mow your lawn.

…your bank account’s o’erdrawn.

…you have a nagging wife.

…you hate your mis’ble life.

…you love your alcohol.

…you love to shop the mall.

…you want to watch TV,

…don’t want to talk with me.

…you like to waste resources.

…you’d like to join th’armed forces.

…you might’ve liked Ron Reagan.

…you’re prob’ly not a pagan.

…you’ve moved out to the ‘burbs.

…I doubt that you use herbs.

…you love the U.S.A.

…as long’s you’re making hay.

…you hate to pay your taxes.

…you have to send some faxes.

RUNAWAY TAXES

You’ll wonder where your money went

When you give it to the government.

THE PUNDIT

YOU NEED TO FEAR THIS

The only thing we need to fear

Is all the lies we like to hear.

ASK NOT

Ask not what I can do for you.

Ask what you can do for me.

JOHN F. FINICKY

RED WING BLACKBIRD

Red wing blackbird, have you heard?

They say your red wings look absurd,

And should be on a redder bird.

THE NATURE HATER

MOSQUITO

Mosquito bites me on the back.

It’s what I call her rear attack.

By the time you feel the itch,

She’s bit and gone, man, what a bitch!

THE NATURE HATER

DAWN SONG

Birds at dawn sing their song.

It won’t be long ere night is gone.

DAWNATELLO

JED CLAMPETT’S DEMISE

Well, the first thing you know, Jed’s got a bank account.

Mr. Drysdale knows that it’s quite a large amount.

Jed thinks Mr. Drysdale is an awful friendly man,

But Mr. Drysdale wants to get his hands on all he can.

Well, the next thing you know, Jed’s lost a large amount.

He never went to grade school, so he never learned to count.

One day he drove down to the bank to see how much there was,

But Mr. Drysdale lied to him just like he always does.

Well, the next thing you know, Jed ain’t a millionaire.

The kinfolk said, “Jed, move away from there!”

They said, “Mountaineerin’ is the thing you oughta do,”

“And don’t let no banker make a fool of you!”

GLAD MADNESS

I’m happy when you’re mad.

Your anger makes me glad.

Without it, I’m so sad.

THE MAD POET

BLIND DATE

If you’re awfully shy,

You’ll squirm and tell a lie

Because you won’t say why

He’s not your type of guy.

THE BOTTOM LINE

A

Job

Well done

Entitles you to

A good base pay.

THE GEOMETRICAL POET

DR. KATE’S DATING SERVICE

I got a date from Dr. Kate.

The date was not so great.

She was so late, I had to wait.

She hardly made me want to wait.

THE WHOLE HOLE

If it’s all there, it’s called a whole,

But when it’s gone, it leaves a hole.

THE BITTER WOMAN AND THE SWEET LIES

The girl had pretty eyes.

The guys told her sweet lies.

As soon as she got wise,

She’d cut ‘em down to size.

APOLOGIES TO JOHN BOBBIT

THE DOPPLER FLOP SWEAT BLUES

I was doing a Doppler bilateral

When I came across a collateral.

I rocked and I angled,

But the veins were too tangled.

There was hardly any flow.

What flow there was was very slow.

I sweat and I brooded--

Was it trickling or occluded?

Those calcifications were testing my patience.

I didn’t know what I should do!

So I went to get Sandy

‘Cause I knew she was handy

At getting that impossible view.

THE ROCKIN' SONOGRAPHER

FISHING TRIP

I let my transducer slip, and went on  fishing trip.

I looked around at all I could see--

The liver, the kidneys, the spleen, the GB.

As far’s I could see, it looked OK to me,

And I was sure that the rad would agree.

He said, “Tell them that we did our best.”

“ But next time...please...the reason for the test.”

THE ROCKIN’ SONOGRAPHER

\ONE THING AFTER ANOTHER

Life can make you happy.

Then life can make you sad.

You can feel like you’re in Heaven.

Or life can become a living Hell.

Life can be full of love.

Or it can be empty with loneliness.

You know…if it isn’t one thing, it’s the other!

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USEFUL POETRY

FLY’S HIGH

Shit smells good to a fly.

How this can be, I’ll ne’er know why.

He’ll sit on it, and when he’s in the mood,

He’ll come and crawl all o’er your food.

THE THIRD WORLD TURD HURL

A turd hurled at the Third World

Whirled around the world.

THE THIRD WORLD TURD HURLER\

FATE

Life is considerably mysterious.

Sometimes it can make you delirious.

At other times, everything’s great—

This seems to be everyone’s fate.

GOOD 'N' EVIL KNIEVEL

TIMOTHY LEARY’S BEDTIME MANTRA

Turn in.

Tune out.

Drop off.

NORMAN VINCENT PEALE’S PRAYER

There’s hope for any dope

Who doesn’t sit and mope.

He’ll try and try again,

And he’ll get rich! Amen.

SUCCESS

Early to bed.

Early to rise.

Work like hell

And advertise!

FLY’S HIGH

Shit smells good to a fly.

How this can be, I’ll ne’er know why.

He’ll sit on it, and when he’s in the mood,

PRAYER TO THE ALMIGHTY DOLLAR

Almighty dollar, give us what we need.

Once that is done, O satisfy our greed.

THE POETRY FACTORY

I have to write a poem a day,

Or else the boss withholds my pay.

The deadline isn’t far away.

My boss’s hair is turning gray.

POET DU JOUR

RECYCLED POEM

I like to recycle what I write.

I use only refillable syllables

I try not to think of anything new

So I don’t run out of ideas.

I use the same words over and over again

So there’s no wasted words.

RAINDROPS

Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head,

But that doesn’t mean that I will soon be droppin’ dead–

Dyin’s not for me.

Those raindrops keep fallin’ on my head, they keep fallin’

Till I’m buried at sea.

That’s where they’re buryin’ me.

THE WET BUT NOT DEAD YET POET

WHAT A MESS!

My place is quite a mess

(This much I will confess).

I'll clean it up some day.

Right now, I want to play.

NO GOOD HOOD

If you’re a dirty no good hood,

You’ll never do the things you should,

And cheating makes you feel good.

If you’re a lousy rotten crook,

You’ll have a friendly smiling look,

But never give back what you took.

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POET ON THE ROAD

ROAD POEM

I knew I couldn’t win, and so I went and joined them.

Couldn’t make some honest bucks, and so I just purloined them.

The things I once believed were true have now all been disproven.

There’s nothing else that I can do, so out of town I’m movin’.

BUS FLY

A fly flew on the bus

And rode to Indianapolis.

He wondered where he was.

He wondered this because

The bus he thought he’d gotten on

Had already left and gone.

ON THE GREYHOUND BUS TO INDIANAPOLIS

CHICAGO  TRANSIT AUTHORITY

I rode the CTA.

I went out of my way.

It took me half a day.

The fare was more than I should pay.

JET LAG

I don’t know if it’s day or night.

I don’t know if I’ll miss my flight.

I’m up all night, I sleep all day.

My home’s so very far away.

(London, England 1995)

GARCIA’S IDEA

Garcia had an idea.

He’d take off and go to Korea.

He left all his friends and said “See ya!”

And we’re not too certain that he, uh,

Didn’t go there to escape from Maria!

POET ON THE ROAD

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THE WISE OLD POET

WISE GUY

I know that I am wise—

Much wiser than the other guys.

They should shut up and listen—

They don’t know what they’re missin’!

If they would only do as I say,

Their troubles soon would melt away.

If everyone would think like me,

The world would finally be free

From its insanity!

WISE WHY

Why be wise?

So you can realize,

And open up your eyes.

WISE KNOW-HOW

Knowledge makes you think.

Wisdom makes you wonder.

Ignorance makes you drink.

Foolishness makes you blunder.

THE FAST LIFE

Some people live the fast life

As if it were their last life.

The wise men say "Oh, no."

"You've got to take it slow."

THE WANDERING FOOL

The fool wanders around with nothing on his mind.

Nothing's what he's looking for, and nothing's what he'll find.

THE UNCOUTH TRUTH

I was a curious youth.

I was searching for the truth.

The truth was quite uncouth.

'Twas mixed with lies--forsooth!

THE WISE OLD POET

(Image: Plato)

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SIGMUND ANNOYED  

THE EGO AND THE ID

The Ego and the Id

Didn’t give a damn what they did.

The Ego was vain.

The Id was insane.

Ego wouldn’t listen.

Id’s common sense was missin’.

The Ego told the Id,

“Now, listen up here, kid.”

“I’m tired of your insanity.”

Id said, “I hate your vanity.”

Id said, “You’re so conceited!”

“You’re [expletive deleted]!”

The Ego said, “Look Id,”

“You cannot keep it hid.”

“Your dreams aren’t making sense.”

“They’re really too intense.”

Just then the Conscience came along.

Said, “What the hell is wrong?”

“If you two don’t agree,”

“The Self cannot be free”

“From this insanity.”

“If you want to save your soul,”

“Please, Id, show some self-control!”

“And Ego, show humility,”

“And more civility.”

THE WELL-BEHAVED BEASTS

Our minds are controlled,

Our libidos on hold.

We’re quite well-behaved,

Our passions enslaved.

We’d do what we want,

But we know we can’t.

(ONLY RHYMES IN ENGLAND)

THINKING ABOUT PAIN

We’re thinking about our pain…

We’re thinking about our pain...

We’re thinking about our pain…

We’re thinking about our pain...

We’re thinking about our pain…

Go away! Don’t bother us!

We’re thinking about our pain!

SIGMUND ANNOYED    

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