(image has nothing to do with the post–just fond of the subject)
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My brother Fenwick is a bit hazy
He says weed in the morning keeps him lazy
Stonily stoned from Pongrise to Pongset
Fenwick is a beatnik, not a Daisy
ii
With our half brother Buckfast he goes round
To poetry slams and other jazzy grounds
Where work is the most discouraging word
You can hear hooves clapping out happy sounds
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And you will see them at the trackly track
Betting on Peonies who have the knack
Racing flowers of incredible high skill
With sweet Butterfly jockeys on their backs
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Fi-did-lee Fenwick leads an actors’ life
And Buckfast is as keen to avoid strife
Goat and Geep worshiping Saints Cheech and Chong
Break up this rhyme scheme when they pass the bong
Saragun Springs 
the scene is laid back, the vibe is chill, it’s giving peace and harmony. Far out.
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Thank you Diane
After this Daisy is adopting her own pen “The Moving Hoof.” So it is Dame Daisy Cloverleaf-Kloverleaf, the Goatess from GOAT and Moving Hoof.
Leila
(yes, the boys are ready for blacklight posters and magic mushrooms)
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Hi Leila!
Tell Dame Daisy how much I love the sudden return of the Rubaiyat like this!
I think the kids in this poem were crashing in my apartment the other day because they didn’t have anywhere else to go, probably got kicked out of the last place they crashed at!
At least it’s better than dressing up like the “Great Leader” (in that absurd outfit) and saluting him all day long! (and repeatedly kissing his backside whenever ordered to).
This poem embodies great good humor enlivened with satirical barbs not unlike Jonathan Swift’s, and the subtle twists and turns of the language usage in these R sections are masterfully done.
Just read this quote by Bob D., the Original Vagabond Poet: “Poets don’t even talk to anyone.”
Thanks again!
Dale
PS
The building I live in smells like a continual Weed Factory operating 24/7 365…Sometimes you can even see the smoke pouring out of people’s windows and from under their doors…
PPS
Ironically, and for real, Illinois is about to pass a law where you can’t be ticketed for it if your vehicle smells like Weed…only if you are actually SEEN smoking the sacred herb in the vehicle…not just based on the odor.
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Thank you Dale
Yes, the air is full of thc around here. People shouldn’t drive in something that smell’s like the van must have in Up In Smoke. I can, however, see how jellies might keep a person calm during rush hour.
Bucky and Fenwick are my tribute to a pair of brothers I know who have been happily baked since 1971. They both are cabinet makers and still have all fingers.
Thanks again!
Leila
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COOL image of the Deer too, he looks Noble, Intimidating, Strong, Bad–ss, Wild, and Free, all good things to be, I hear tell!
D
PS
Someone once asked Dylan who was the Coolest of the Cool, and Bob’s answer was Miles Davis. That Deer looks like the Miles Davis of Deers, kinda!
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I was walking by a small hill near the base, looked up and saw the Buck in the image chomping on the abundant foliage.
He kept eating even as I dug out my phone. He was about fifteen feet higher and no more thanvten away. Very confident beast. I walked away first.
Leila
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Steppenwofl “Last night I held Aladdin’s lamp ..Look inside girl, let the song take you away”
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Ah yes the Steppen boys were a constant in the black light basement circa 1970.
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