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Bah dickens, this poet iz boffo

Bah dickens, this poet iz boffo

baa jaw g, ah shaw wish ole man winter afar off from now
Perhaps envisioning hot temperatures will allow
late summer dawg days for this men tool list here – 
(a best western suburb of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)
to grin n bear - how
gnome hatter house band din age 
slug gush n lethargic one doth feel
inducing sweat tamped from moist brow
bring thee an imagistic attempt – to give ya pow
er if mind over matter u will envision on par with cow
jumping o’er the moon – by dint of mental focus baskin
and rob bin ray from el sol doth allow.
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now tis Dickens Christmas carol revisited 
(with only 277 days hun til this nicked saint
winces with chattering dentures purr frigid aire) - 
From at mo sphere 
hammering and whipsawing debris that with an angry flare
cuz Mother Nature - fed up to here
(re: top of head) for humanity scurrying without a care
Leaving heavy-duty footprints blotting 
out those of Santa Claus' rein deer
on a yearly mission to deliver yule tide
to this bloke - who haint no bobbing 
crotchety old man per radical side
of the establishment, but considers all tha hoo ha 
over Xmas devoid of divine pride
and prejudiced against t'other days of the year 
where vices many do not hide
so, i hasten to clarify no intent to pop 
any holiday balloon - only virtue blithely do glide
past majority intent on grabbing, rattling chains 
like ghosts of Christmas past
so for that reason this liberal Democrat did chide
how mass of consumers married materialism like a bride
forsaking jolly Rogers Fred ship (ah chew...i cut me a gold) 
where care does in rare form abide
or if discernible with a tiny Tim burr
coal less sing into miserliness and meanness like a cur
mud gin golem with thick wooly fez e wig 
that easily passes faux pas fur
as protection against the brutal coldness 
sans ignorant and want that murmur
barely audible in contest witnessed by Scrooge 
who as fiction tries to unfetter himself
and for the sake of Jacob marley begins to stir
prophetic for selfishness and greed globally extant 
asper this doctrine a best buy
allows, enables and provides well oiled machinery 
of wealth held by rich gal or guy 
thus shackling a disproportionate populace 
to feel weighed down in heavy (like Alice) in chains
though invisible said allow 
stronger than steel strait jackets well nigh
hold captive i.e. colonialism revisited, 
where justice does not app ply
in this interconnected World Wide Web, 
whence accolades applauded
to those who act sly - and try
cajoling, finessing, insinuating broken, 
empty, rustling grimly with hollow promises
analogous to a tail stripped from asking "Y"
undulating, triangulating, strangulating, 
et cetera in a "V" ness flytrap essentially 
spurring me to consider 
December twenty fifth 
nuttin boot poppy cock and pap!

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