The Pigeon Gent,
He woos and coos around the river bent.
Pursues his muse with artful dance and skillful prance,
With inflated neck and ruffled plumage, until his energy or luck is spent.
He then resides by ebbing tides to ponder on his next advance.

"Now Now", "Whats This" the gent exclaims,
A shadow looming from the skies.
With ***** and claps he glides and lands with  full surprise,
He spies the intruder, "A fellow Brooder".
Pigeon gent cant believe his eyes.

Pigeon Gent cannot believe the sauce,
The scurge seems intent on taking his prize by force.
At once he knows he must respond,
And force this illbread vagabond to abscond.

At once chest puffed and muscles flexed,
With wild eyes he jabs and pecks.
To teach this ruffian respect,
So on his actions he may later reflect.
He stands his ground both large and proud,
To make example of this foul winged burglar from the clouds.

"You insult me sir" he shouts aloud,
To make his intentions clear for all the crowd.
For several rounds they fight and scuffle.
With intruder retreating, feathers ruffled.

Then bested suiter fairly parted,
The quarrel ends as fast as started.
The vanquished victor displays and grooms,
As peace and honour now resumes.

Soon the ripples upset the green,
An armada of ducks come on the scene.
Alerted by the heightend coos,
They race to see what act insues.

The mighty mallards, Kings of the river,
None contest their right of way.
Their ways of conduct such generous givers.
Majestic river royalty, the law is always what they say.

On bank or shallow pebbled river they have always been,
They love to feed and breed amongst the river scene.
There royal cape made up of browny reds and shimmering greens,
reflects and intejects on mirrored water skies and evergreens.

To their mates for life and lady lovers,
The mallard gent is like no others.
Such loyalties are seldom seen,
In modern times and different dreams.
Fine and lean with striking features,
Best examples of river teachers.

But at any moment no matter how abrubt,
A river duel may easily erupt.
Battle can ensue and rage,
As both apponents approach and engage.
For they mate for life as duck and wife,
A rarity in any age or life.

Imi soptesti vorbe dulci, in timp ce-ti ascuti spinii,
Ca prin vraja ma atragi printre portile gradinii.
Si se-nchid in urma mea cu un scartait incet,
Soarele dispare-n zare lasand cerul violet.

Eu te caut fermcat printre atat de multe flori
Ce ma incanta si m-atrag cu ale lor calde culori,
Frunzele fosnesc in juru-mi, in explozii de ecou
Tu incet prepari veninul in amurgul indigou.

Si pasesc increzator, nestiind ca o sa m-ataci
Fiindca asupra ta vegheaza o armata de copaci,
Si ma zgarie si-mi par un sinistru labirint
Luna imi ghideaza calea cu a ei raza de argint.

Stralucesti printre frunze atragandu-mi privirea,
Caci mirosul tau ma cheama si-mi ineaca gandirea,
Inima-mi tresare tare fiindca tu-mi promiti saruturi
Inauntru o simt *** bate simultan cu mii de fluturi.

Si imi canti incet un cantec intr-o liniste de gheata,
Insusi labirintul verde se trezeste usor la viata.
E o lume de poveste, totu-mi pare ca-i un vis
Tu sirena din adancuri, ma atragi inspre abis.

Simt liane *** se aproapie, si se incolacesc pe mine
Si ma trag tot mai aproape aducandu-ma la tine.
E de ajuns sa te privesc si raman pe loc lovit
Simt doar inima *** bate, caci in rest am amortit.

Nici medusa insa-si cu ai ei ochi patrunzatori
N-ar putea sa ma inghete si sa-mi dea asa fiori.
Cu niste lanturi cuprinzi intreaga mea fiinta
Impietrit si fascinat eu privesc cu neputinta.

Ghimpii-ncep sa ma intepe  si in carne isi fac loc
Simt veninul *** patrunde si *** sangele ia foc.
Caci cu cat m-apropii tot mai mult tu ma ranesti,
Si in crunta-mi suferinta tu continui sa zambesti.

Sfaramat in mii de cioburi, ma atarn de-un fir de ata
Doar prezenta ta himera ma mai tine acum in viata.
Insa tu dai drumu lantului, si ma zgarii violent,
Din atatea rani deschise veninul se scurge lent.

Naucit ca sunt iar liber, tremurand m-am ridicat
Chiar si ghimpii tai uscati, eu incet i-am scuturat.
Doar in inima au ramas, caci mi-e frica-n lipsa lor,
Viata incet mi se va scurge printe gauri s-am sa mor.

Simt un foc adanc in suflet care arde irizat
Si cu infinita lui ardoare, ma consuma infometat,
Caci te vad acum mai clar si incep sa realizez,
Ma ranesti doar stand acolo desi eu ma-ndepartez.

Nu sunt ghimpii ascutiti ce m-au stors usor de sange
Nici veninul tau fierbinte ce din vene mi se scurge
Nu-s nici vorbele otravite ce le spui tu cu blandete,
Caci desi nu vrei s-o faci, ma ranesti prin frumusete.

must?   print book reports in spanish english and spinach about?
cartoons watched together last time....

french crimes of resentment........


pick up compartmental lifestyles at los angeles times warehouse
take change machine to siesta vendors contortionist wands across
interior valley's  only as to be ......chavita mystery machines mural


upon completion of pacoima proctering of a business deal
requisition brooklyn dinette set of numbered lawnchairs for downtown subway rides

love you smiley


there she goes, there she goes again

congradulations, alexandria and barack, democracy is officially subverted

email records from editorial boards of chicago new york and los angeles plus public defenders office of ventura and buffalo civil works unified attack against journalism....

go ahead let your hair down

jenna haze, loves you today

title
when london broiled my bumper
and i gave michael keaton a kleenex
act 1

attempt a dairy air
on the roads to scholar
and i daringly said
should i ever have been fenced
i would have had to refer, or referal
the appointe to the patrols railroad to prison
the highway office of kritofferson place
is accompanied frequent, yes many frequents
to rome i am halted on your ceremony?
please less the penmanship
you are the scurge of the high seas of alcatraz
the compliant signature is constable
i shall call the constables of serengeti here at once

hey beasties, grab ground control and tune out the ballpark

throwing codes, all out in controls boards, peace and
then i'm armed on parade
armistice this way

the irish generals inspected decks, pass

now your linkin parks

some of those who yous forces?
irish aint here to dodge crosses

welcome to harlem renaissance '25

i will be your host and battle bought, irish

the theory of social reform and feminist theory
is that, unlike the civil rights movement
work is defined as 100 million journals a day
morning mid day and evening
from california to washington
to shut down the military

then q the weber

the expansive quest to find the peoples perogitive knows no limits

a third of the workforce in type set is to prepare your quarterly,
say on google workspace for
as you excede the times in preperation of reaching the next
blocked out street light the life is saved by the newsies

this removes goverment and war demons seeking the chariots of fire brigade and braggards testimony of a paycheck accosting us for the treasurys notes are forbidden, remember the million dollar bill issued for the medal?

barack i would like to offer you a temp position in my newspaper distribution "ring"

postulating that alexandria is capable of dual employment as wells are available

lock out tag out of brass, brads and fixtures of public works request watergating over newsies

kendrick we got us a job opening back drafting

doing what they told ya is the american meditations left and before you write the next legible down............