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Pete

Pete

Pete Buttigieg is on maternity leave
Joe Biden's on a Delaware beach
Counting all the money...

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Poet who exhibits panache -...

Poet who exhibits panache - meant...

to tickle your fancy dear reader rabbit,
perchance European G-man double agent
regarding the...

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Swath of pristine tractless...

Swath of pristine tractless snow white landscape...

Swath of pristine tractless snow white landscape...
tell tale sign where
winter storm Demi...

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HO HO WHOA Second Chance...

HO HO WHOA Second Chance algorithm drawing for January 17, 2025

No matter I kept fingers and toes crossed,
and waited with bated breath since January 2, 2025...

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Inauguration Day 2025 -...

Inauguration Day 2025 - Monday, January 20, 2025, 12:00 PM

Aforementioned event interestingly enough
coincides with Martin Luther King Junior day.

The...

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When a Mule

"Is too proud of his own Fool"

When a Mule

When a Mule - "Is too proud of his own Fool"

Often speaks a willow in the winds,
As envy...

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While in deep sleep tuning...

While in deep sleep tuning fork synchronized circadian rhythm in pitch perfect qi

while channeling the energy of Google
exemplified by cute and cuddly moogle.

I awoke from...

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Ashen faced Prometheus...

Ashen faced Prometheus aghast at inferno gone awry

Whether arsonist at fault
or confluence of ripe conditions
triggering perfect firestorm,...

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"Aliens!" I...

"Aliens!" I shouted above the roar of the blaze.

Please rescue us from this godforsaken place
veritable hellscape, where angels fear ingress....

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Filched formerly anatomical...

Filched formerly anatomical slender man - me! Thus I take a pot belly stance!

Absolute zero escape
velocity gutted dance
sing days (contra and square),
cuz...

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Oy vey iz mir, one day in...

Oy vey iz mir, one day in the life of a common house broken schmeckle...,

who did pötschke
and squander many an opportunity
to become a mensch
instead he became...

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Every January first of the...

Every January first of the new year...

finds me (a doggone muttering Homo sapien)
to give pause for reminiscences
and to take stock...

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I owe appreciative courtesy...

I owe appreciative courtesy to alternative press...

for enlightening my senses
to the evocative, reciprocative
and suffocative
auditory...