Poem -

Some Dumb But Not Plum Dumb

Five thousand words and phrases same ol folks use to Communicate.Two hundred And fifty two I see the coats twice in this room not chinchilla, not leather,
Yes, denim. ooposites attract, I guess?
Who's on the Lord's side? Call Him up and tell him what you want.
Poof !
God is not a magician!
It's wool around it's neck for that One who is scheduled to fly over the coo coo's nest.
Bird's of a feather flock together answer's why the crows were in the parking lot Of the baseball stadium.
The whole town's laughing at
Me I can hear this tune resonate as I'm waiting in their bathroom at the motel six.
This nigga is fighting with a Mannequin!
Shadraq,Meeshaq, you betnot  Fuck with that Goat!
She introduced her real dad 
Not man I'm not even sure Why he say he is?
Well Joe College,why haven't You solved the equation 
Forcing out random knowledge as though you're hiding your weaknesses 
I do not get upset over anything that is not an immanent threat
I'm getting older now so my mental health is dashing 
Once an adult twice the habits
I know you must love your Exchangeable flesh.
I will never meet another God
Who will have no other god's Before Him.       

            -HaikuJabez ©️2025

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