I just heard, that Maple Syrup
Will stimulate your brain
It’s those Tau Peptides
That you will then retain

Even though, I have Diabetes
I just can’t wait to start
All that sugar, is bound to **** me
But at least, I should die smart
WIZDUMB BY JA 668

I doubt
material wealth
means anything
in the afterlife
on the off chance
that I'm wrong
bury me
with my books
and my plastic owl.

Tops out at six foot six,
long and thin,
perfect frame.
His ladies' fingers
create exceptional lift.
Has a mallow disposition.
His real name
is Abel Moschus,
but you can call him Red.
Best in a team situation;
he's the glue that holds
everyone together,
thick as thieves.
In individual competition,
though,
he wilts under high heat,
and his guts
turn to jelly.

You pretty little two-faced backstabbing *****,
Your a lier a **** a ***** and a snitch.
I wish I had never met your shriveled heart and  darkened soul,
Or someone would throw you down an endless empty hole.
Now on you I will waste no more time,
So this is the end of my ******* rhyme!
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I'm so blessed to have you in my life,
You ease a lot of my pain and strife.
You make me laugh that soul filled kind.
At times it's as though we're of one mind.
I know you'll be there where all else fails,
You'll stick by my side as if we cannot bail.
It doesn't matter what our trials should ever be
I know I've got you and you've got me.
I'll love you till the end of time.
Our friendship is simply sublime!

Too many chocolate eggs
Can induce diabetes.
And when chocolate eggs **** you,
You won't be resurrected,
Like some people we know.
Easter Bunnies don't know CPR.

Easter's over.
I rose to the occassn.
More than once.

In the beginning
There was no form
No light, no image you could see
Just a vast, empty void
A darkness filled, abyss
This immense, aphotic sea
Then from the depths, a crack appeared
And light came bursting thru
The sun explodes, its streaming rays
To warm our earth anew
Awakens all, these wondrous gifts
Existing on our planet
Just like I, aroused in you
The need, to read this Sonnet
BOEMS BY JA 268

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Hello Poetry, will you hear my cry?
Can you put my cup into your table of mystery?
Or simply leave out the rest of the words?
Like the stitches you pushed me to wear
Whenever I mix the sugar in pain.

Hello Poetry, will you marry me?
Can you count the uncounted stars
And remain in silence whenever we kiss in the rain?
Will you pour out the wine and give me cheers?

Hello Poetry, will you be my Superman?
Who'll catch me when I fall to the pit of your romantic stanzas?
Or hang me up until you see me in tears of the ocean so deep.

Hello Poetry, will you shoot me in my weakness?
And wrap me up and sing me a song so delicate to my ears.
Will you teach me to punch curiosity of the world's psychopaths?
And tear up my bones until I pursue my calling.

Hello Poetry, will you answer me?
See how crazy I am, wandering in the desert of your magic.
Or is it an aroma of how you allure me to your depth?

I was captivated by you, coz over and over again
I hover into your words, that I became a lover --
A lover of speech and intent;
Of your soul so determined
To push me into the limits of my vocabulary.

I am in love.
I love you, Poetry.
I am your Poet.

My jokes are like old air fresheners - they don't make scents.