When I was a guppy,
Someone gave me a puppy,
I learned to of him care,
He taught me how to treat all fair…
When I grew to a full grown fish,
I learned how to stay out of a human’s dish,
By being of a line and hook quite wary,
For getting burned or broiled I found quite scary…
In my years on this earth,
I’ve learned to live without great worth,
No money have I to leave,
And I want no one to of me grieve…
I'll be toasty warm at the the end, I'm to be creamated, and then my ashes are to be spread thru Wal Mart. That way I'll know my wife will come visit me.
Some might think that for a Tar,
This poem is more Tame,
Yewd think he would miss ...
Whorin' n' Scorin' n' not be so Lame!
Think of the song lyrics sung by Kirk Douglas,
"I've a Whale of a Tale to tell you Lads,
A Whale of a Tale, or Two ...
Bout the Fish I've Caught, n'
The Girls I've Loved,
On a night like this,
With the Moon above ...
I Swear by my Tattoo!"
"There was Mermaid Minnie,
Met her down in Madagascar,
She would Kiss me anytime I'd Ask Her..."
Sir Cur would be so Bold as to suggest
Another Poesy be writ, somewhat more
Macho for an Ole Salt !!!
Popeye ate his Spinach ...
Then ... Kicked Arses ! 👹😎😜👍🏻
Neither a guppy or a puppy any more
None of us knows what's in store
You don't have to be old to wonder
Whether our limbs will be torn asunder
Enough perhaps that we keep alive
Firm, fit, and ready to survive
This book chronicles an infinite allegoric odyssey of Absolute Awakening in which a learned man, a mute man, and a recluse woman are the principal players. The mute and the recluse are the learned one's Teachers and Guides on his journey of Enlighten
The Double Mirrors and Ones and Zeros theories, by Dylan Tauber. Parallel mirrors in our minds produce a vision of the infinite. Love is all that exists. Free PDF download.
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
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Rebecca
Always,
Deborah
Regis
Love ya!
Jane
Ron
Some might think that for a Tar,
This poem is more Tame,
Yewd think he would miss ...
Whorin' n' Scorin' n' not be so Lame!
Think of the song lyrics sung by Kirk Douglas,
"I've a Whale of a Tale to tell you Lads,
A Whale of a Tale, or Two ...
Bout the Fish I've Caught, n'
The Girls I've Loved,
On a night like this,
With the Moon above ...
I Swear by my Tattoo!"
"There was Mermaid Minnie,
Met her down in Madagascar,
She would Kiss me anytime I'd Ask Her..."
Sir Cur would be so Bold as to suggest
Another Poesy be writ, somewhat more
Macho for an Ole Salt !!!
Popeye ate his Spinach ...
Then ... Kicked Arses ! 👹😎😜👍🏻
None of us knows what's in store
You don't have to be old to wonder
Whether our limbs will be torn asunder
Enough perhaps that we keep alive
Firm, fit, and ready to survive
John