The Nation of the Glorious Turnip

It was maybe not endless, but in those two or so hours, there was a lot of fun.


Clipper
Oh! Nail clipper bereaved of me
Nail clipper I did see you
You were mine to hold
I cut all my nails with you
I took for me your precious blade
I binned it all
Don't cut me
Nail clipper I thank you.


I am Y?
I am what is for me a willing mystery
Set upon the cushions of insanity
Rests an endless flow of creativity

I am to me a mask of raging insanity
Fell through the cushion of creativity
Into a world of boundless mystery.

 
To the kitchen!
I am hungry and now can eat
bread and butter, save the butter
I have spread it too thin upon the shoulder
Of a beast, running away from me.

I am thirsty and now can drink
Water and juice, save the juice
I drank it all and the carton's empty
save for the drop sizzling in front of me.

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Kitchen you took my poem
Too much pepper not enough salt
Distracting food for thought.


Deo Deus
Devious Deodorant!
Smell me! taste me!
Spray some smelly scent
Musky odor, are you gone?
Devious Deodorant!

 
Word Play
Play on word you playful line
get back to the right design
You are not fit to be a part
of serious poetry, don't be smart
There is a place for you
Do that thing you do!
Play on word.


Poetic Break
Take a break from this stuff
You know all this fluff
It's a just little trifle
All I know is rifle
that rhymes with trifle
Am I stuck in a cycle?
Again, now with recycle!


Opportunities
The key is in front
the lock behind
Do I turn around
or keep abound?

Will there be another lock so nice?
Fit a key inside
Access denied!


It's a baby
Do didley da do!
Whatever which way but goo
Ah and oh and eeeeeeeeh!
I have to make wee-wee.


Hippy meets Snob
Snobbery really is just slobbery
drool over your own pretense
So what if I like incense!
Relax dude, don't be pompous
I don't mind taking the bus
As long as you don't sound the horn
because you sit on your impatience thorn.
Unlike you I am giving freely
I mean really
All that I have to weed.


Obviously brimstone
Evil speaks no evil
Evil sees no evil
evil hears no evil
evil is blind, deaf and stupid
So what makes it good?
Smell the evil.