Note: It ain't "Dave" (Reitman: Kevin-Sigourney-Frank-Ben...), nor "Bulworth", even...) - H'H.
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...As Easy as 2-
3-4, Gangers! the skywrite
blaise Come Celebrate
Amer'ca-Spectac-U-Lar...
slated hoot for yu, yoo, yhue,
& nancies' two, a-
shootin'-off-the-works, awatch
to the thousand pointings...
lights, cameras...uh, pod'n me
would you mind...with the backdrop
of...thanks (not even
Santa!) Yes! On the 4th. day
of the 7th. month
in the noisome nearly-Tri-
spentennial, a day for
all sparkillers t'
Sanctify: Nat'l Grill
An Animal Day
honoring ONE TRILLION for
War (almost the dead, that) weight,
criminal bail-out$
(felonslick gains highfed riggs),
oiled shores (SPF-
234), hyperdkids, Grade-A-Prime
budget cuts (all
grilled out!), Rip-Rop hounds,
illness insurance, pizza,
Splenda (sweeter than
insul'n), lost oxygen,
kitsch, Chinese drywall, Empyre!!...
Woodyalong on
Route 666 'cross divide
your land, our land, howl-
and THEIR LAND not made for you
or yu or yoo or me or
yhu hailing wall-eyed
Americisms: Sell-Sell-
Sell-Buy-Buy-Buy-Bye...
Foreclosures & more... Toy Store,
romcoms (sandbox Sandler), O'-
besity (coming
to ab domen near to yoo),
Championships (a
sale in every flavor!), sports
bevs (slick colors!), Roundup!, beer...
& how to be The
World's Most Interesting Man?
as minds & bodies
devolve by/for a cast of
a dozen, & riant youu up
at The Lake, down on
the farm, the bottom of the
pond...rigged like shadow
budgets' march to Corpwars, yu
rev'ling into the dinsome
shootin'-off-the-woiks'
Amer'ca-Spectac-U-Lar
(weather'll be fixed) qool!,
like the 6-Pak with a 12-
Pak Activation Window
...It's Summertime-Sum-
ertime-Sum-Sum-Summertime...
beachplay, clime supine
at the deepend (please shower
before...) chlorine wash, eyeballs
redded like Mirdth's gobbed
marsh, the hon'moon's been over
like the Iroquois
nye-agra thunder-water
straits gushing, gushing...gushing
'til Morlde depletes her
blooded golden shower, the
Mother Load shot &
shat... as Nucular Mtn.
& Coal Crypts cough'n-on the
qool, 3D/HD-
30-40 Plasma - rife
peril in the Gulf
whitecola de pecado
en mierda, but deeper
water's horizon...
'Tis Summertime-Summertime-
Sum-Sum-'Sumertime
country-fried American
Spectac-U-Lar Waterburn-
234 actively
made from REAL plastic
toys R US!, chilled-out-grilled-out
Karmaites sparkillers'
immolating shootin'-off
their charcoal-fired woiks, for
the Copa! Copa!
as Mirdth Copa Mundial's...
ToddlersTiara
LeBron LeBrennan's
Awards
Tarball
Ursus Maritimus d'luves,
slick-ery as WD-40+...
Apartheid-uber-alles!
H.e.m.-H'H.
6.19.MMx.
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Re: - ANTHEM 234 -
Just found you answering Doreen's post. Now, I have read this twice-amazed you can hold breath so long if each stanza is a 50-meter lap. Some of your vocabulary slipped through my brain's fingers, but most made your heart chase mine. jim
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Re: - ANTHEM 234 -
Hello, jt - This is certainly an unexpectation, no less great; the poem, of course, was composed for the 4th. past, & as I reside in Fla., swimming is a forte, helps with the endurance to maintain breath, as you've noted, through the 50m. stanzas. So, thank you for this gracious attention, chase-on, rage-on, we've much to do... & pleased to bestow upon to you the honor of "1st. (possibly only) Responder" (spread the word) - H'H.
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Re: - ANTHEM 234 -
make this a two
too, tu-tu, like too-ooh
it's me. like I not one
but won that I is not
the one the truly won
what? who's to win
the gin players rum
me? no. no. eye!
aye, eye, cap'n. for I
sail the seeing EYE dawg
salty rememberances
yum...yum.. yum
make this, too
for you and your
post that pauses
ricardo of the royal
carab bean, not seen
until the batter's cool
chip! chip! ahoy, boy
that was price-less
and well come back
too, tu-tu, like too-ooh
it's me. like I not one
but won that I is not
the one the truly won
what? who's to win
the gin players rum
me? no. no. eye!
aye, eye, cap'n. for I
sail the seeing EYE dawg
salty rememberances
yum...yum.. yum
make this, too
for you and your
post that pauses
ricardo of the royal
carab bean, not seen
until the batter's cool
chip! chip! ahoy, boy
that was price-less
and well come back
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