Arcangelo Antonucci
Who is a believer?
Who is a winner/?
Who is going to remember?
Fifty years after Secretariat
Won the Triple Crown
Another one comes forward
Third at the Kentucky Derby
But got across first at the Belmont stakes
Not a triple crowner but one for the history books
A female trainer versus owner.
Who knows the difference?
What does it matter
A horse of a different color
Or name would not do.
Now the world knows that women
Do know what they are doing
No longer need a man to hold their hand
Nor tell them how to spend their money
Goodbye Jimmy
The world has changed
It actually going back to the way it was
Something impossible to occur
But there was a time when women
Were not the humble maid servants
Of the big male ego
But had thier own ways of doing things
Expected to be able to market
Thier produce if they were domesticated
Or to work the farm or train thier own son
To raise a weapon of war in defense
Life has altered quite a bit
They keep telling us this is a first
It is not the first time
But the men forget what came before
Their euphoria of being war heroes
Caused the whole world to forget
The women who were also present
Women were always present in times of war
They were the arm bearers
The horse caretakers
The battle scavengers
Women have always had a part in the world
They were just ignored by modern humans
Now we have another first
A Tonys presentation
Without a script
And introduced by an African female
In her underwear
That is certainly a first
If not for the Tonys
For something else
Wanted writers!
No one knows what to do.
They even brought out the two white guys
Nathan and Michael
Both past hosts of the performance
But this year it was just like
Walking into an all African neighborhood
Something went wrong along the way
I am not an anti Semitist
Nor a hater of Africans
It is just weird that all
They they tend not to share
The stage with others
And then all those Jewish
People won awards instead
Poor Angela
Laying interned in a glass coffin
Waiting for that Oscar
That was hers
Everyone said so,
And then an Asian chic
Stooled it for an outrageous
Sci-fi flick
Yes, I finally got to see it.
Wonder if I will ever get to see
Leopoldstat?
Looks interesting
But so did a number of the others
Presented even though they did not have a script
I once went to school
In a place called Roseland
Of a city named Santa Rosa
With a girl who boarded everyday
Then stood in the playground
Until the bell rang
She never talked to anyone
And made it clear we were not welcomed
To her world.
She appeared to be ninety years old.
She had the rare disease
Where they age superfast
She was no more than twelve years old.
Alone in the world
Not defiant
But accustomed to getting too much attention
From the wrong type
No boyfriends either
Not wanted nor needed
Not wanted nor needed
She died before the schools end.
Sadly she had not much to look forward
But wanted to belong
And while I was in a coma
For my kidney disease
She went and did something she shouldn't have
I thought of her when in High school
I went into dialysis
Almost died
No one had been kind to me
That year when I awoke
Who was I to survive
While she died before her first prom?
A bad kidney or poison
I was always under the impression
My family were being poisoned
Or something
The kindest people would do things
Only to have it undone
Like water for instance
They would bring us bottled water
In a time when it was rare to find
And then the plastic bottle would spring a leak
Everyone of them
Don't drink the tab water
Nor the milk.
It is contaminated with things
Anyways I did survive
And got my dead sisters kidney
As a reward for being resilient
Not the present I wanted
For Christmas
From the one who died a week before
It is now failing as well
Stage three
According to the blood results
If one can trust them
Which I don't trust at all
But at least I read them
Unlike my doctor
Who is too busy getting waxed
Or something for their swimsuit
Photo of something
Back to the Tony's
It was actually not to bad a show
I did enjoy the singings and dancing
The customs could use
A little bit more ….coverage
Grey but not wise
Those two white guys
What happened to hair color?
My mother used to buy it by the carton
Having to sit there and apply it
Causing my asthma to go off
The one thing I cant get
Is a lung transplant!
By the way
If there are any of those girls
Who still believe I am their mama
Without a birth certificate
Or any other evidence
My mother has been dead
For fifteen years
Don't put her on the phone
And I want your organs
Put me down on any document
And I will sign you up
For the donors card
I will be checking all of the boxes
So take care of those damn things
They save lives
And don't require blood!
Bitchs actually believe
I am going to fall for that
Amnesia stuff
That I don't remember being
Raped nor pregnant
For nine months!
Then then they slid out of me
In mass, because there are a lot of them
At least two hundred....
Poor Brooke,
So Beautiful and yet
She has never hat a single one
Of the wrong person
Approach her and tell her
I am too your daughter....
Long story.
Lets get back to that
Back breaking war story
Mr. Zelensky's mummy
Was a soviet engineer
Who knew the art of interrogation
Probably learned from
Her Fascist leaning father
What rank was he during WWII?
My grandfather would like to know
The Russians were supposed to be friendlies
And the Jews not accepted by the Reich
Except for their leader
Of Course
Adolf Hitler
Who was born a Jew
Died a Jew.
Alois Shicklgruber
Never heard of him.
Neither has god
No matter which religion.
Also never heard of is
Israel Ulinov
Also know as
Vladimir Lenin
Really these guys
Changed their names
Just so go would not recognize them
While they gave up their own religion
Persecuting those of the ethnic background
To the point that their names
Have gone down in history
At least the ones they made for themselves
After divorcing themselves
From their own peoples and families
By the way Jimmy
We are also divorced
Still doesn't meant I cant have
Half of your social security
Or anything else I might desire
With your name on it.
Robert James Keshan Jr.
Not James Wheat.
That is my family name.
Also known as Benito Bullocks
Poor kid was Captain Kangaroos
Extra child from a woman
Who was not his wife
She was someone else wife
Gave birth to him in Germany
His birth certificate reflects her name
But his father gave him a legal name
Which he choice not to use.
The one he made for himself
Has caused my family
Enormous amounts of trouble.
My father is now dead.
And so is his war hero father.
While jimmy lives on incredibly
Despite having been executed
And a n umber of other attempts
Made in behalf of humanity
In order to get rid of him
Someday you will loose your head,
Jimmy so don't hang it down too low
Because there are many who want it.
Congratulations to the winners
And by the way.
If they are looking for writers
I have a few bachelors
And a number of awards
Including for writing!
Unemployed former journalist
What got stuck in one of those
Places where they let the kids
Pretend they are the ones in charge.
But doing nothing for anyone.
Just want to play games,
With other peoples lives.
Almost lost the world to a Pandemic.
Now we are all at war,
Over a border dispute
Instead of being concerned for a small group,
Being refused their freedom!
Excuse the mess.
I have acquired a kitten.
An unwanted Russian blue.
He keeps giving me his catnip mice
In exchange for my computer cords
He likes the sizzle,
They have inside them.
I just don't want him
To light up like a Christmas tree!
Phantom of the Opera...
Might have heard of it.
Anyone remember
Fiddler on the roof?
Or Leonard Nimoy?
Or is he long forgotten?
Harry Belafonte...
Will be missed by all
Of us!
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