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Suntan

Suntan Suntan -Mitro

I picked and peeled the grapefruit
and inside I found  gold
a golden circle of sunshine
to fill an empty void
it always makes me happy
to know there plenty more
money always brings me  sunshine
when it comes knocking at my door 
- Mitro

Got a Mommy Named Salami Who was Almost Called Pastrami

Got a Mommy named Salami
she was almost called Pastrami
it do notta alarm me
it is the way of the world
too many Lindas
way too many Susans
Give  me Salami any day
so if you got a mama named Salama
or a preacher called Kilitzu
don't assume it's a name for a Shih Tzu
just take it in your stride
and try and enjoya the ride.

Drinking Wine on Bourbon Street

Two fat cats sat like totem poles
each too short to see -
rainbow bracelets on their knee
drinking jasmine tea -
what a tack to take with me
it almost worked yeah sure
but then suddenly
what was this
enough to start a war
two brown monkeys beguiling with
I had the take the fifth
it all went down on Bourbon street
except we were drinking wine
who'd of thunk it would matter so much
to yours and mine and thine
a maypole dances gay-ai-ly
perhaps a little drunk
a silver basin sits beside, for those who need a dunk
a  small Japanese boy calls out to me, where then will you dine
entwined and entailing our heart with theirs
and I really did not mind
a cage of books
a jar of cheese
a pretty little maid
sometimes that is all it takes
to place a man in his grave
so I gave up the books
I gave up the cheese
but I could not give up the maid
and now I sit in golden years
and wonder at the stares
I can't believe I ended here
peering at peeling stairs
but still I can't really complain
there is a beautiful breeze
and an old man such as myself, has no one left to please

Put Christ Back in Christmas

A trip down the street
and whatta  I see
bunches of  people looking at me
a woman in a pilgrims hat
hollers out hello
I crouch down on the pavement
proving how low I can go
I write with colored chalk 
having fun while others walk the walk
a man is marching to music in his head
a woman stands holding a bone
while I wonder about Easter
will I have to spend it alone
a multitude of multiples
and then a car speeds by
it's covered with tattoos
aka bumper stickers
announcing, practically screaming
put Christ back in Christmas
and I get indignant
who took him out
children in red silk pajamas
clamor to see the moon
they heard it can talk
because it holds a man
perhaps it holds Santa Claus

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