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Thursday, March 26, 2020

FIRST AND FOREMOST



Let's rob the liquor store
then walk all day
the scent of death
swirling in the air

do a lap or two

around that lap dancer
circumnavigate the moon
swing on a comet's tail

there should be more gaiety

in our hearts

the scent of earth

the scent of death
and yet 
spring is in the air

there should be more gaiety

there should be more courage
like the Italians singing
from their balconies
like the songbirds
calling from the trees

whistle past the graveyard
and rejoice
for in the midst of darkness
we have seen the light

Man's greatest concern 
revealed at last...

first and foremost

it's about wiping your ass 

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    1. Never so evident than in times like these :)

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  2. Bwahahaha! I needed that ending, Timoteo. Thank you for that stinky bit of truth.

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    1. You're very welcome! (A bit of air freshener will clear things up.)

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  3. A lot of people won't get the reality of this yet. I'm a Brit, and can we get hold of toilet paper? Can we hell! The hoarders have bought the lot.

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  4. Haha yes that is an issue in some places, that latter one. Wise words I think humor and gaiety are necessary in times of distress. Here in Christchurch we have developed that well after an earthquake, terrorist shootings and now this world wide pandemic. Laughter in between tears

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    1. You've had your share, haven't you? All the best to you, Marja!

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  5. That is the trouble with humans as become more developed they consider natural actions such as defecating as unwholesome and are somehow ashamed that we should have to...being so advanced that is!

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    1. Dogs are the best at this...they do their business, cover it with a little dirt, and continue onward. And they never look back!

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  6. It is good to find humor in the midst of chaos. Although, actually the TP shortage isn't funny. I am secretly hoping the TP hoarders are struck with an intestinal bug that necessitates their using their entire hoard! Ahem

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    1. I hope it doesn't get so bad that we'll be seeing used toilet paper for sale on eBay!

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  7. This is funny and profound at the same time. My favorite stanza:
    "here should be more gaiety
    there should be more courage
    like the Italians singing
    from their balconies
    like the songbirds
    calling from the trees"

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    1. Laughter is the best medicine, and sometimes it's the best toilet paper!

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    1. There is nothing to fear but a shortage of beer itself.

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  10. Tsk...now we know why the French have always favoured the bidet....always handy when a plague pops up !

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    1. I never could get used to using one of those, though.

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  11. Who can really understand humans. Loved this.

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    1. Thank you, Myrna. "He's a complicated man, but no one understands him but his woman...JOHN SHAFT!"

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  12. What a cheerful poem! AT first, I imagined a dark poetic night, living on the edge and then I read the ending.I loved the humorous twist.

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    1. Thank you! Humor and pathos always seem to be intertwined in my world.

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  13. I like the contrast of the scent of death with spring in the air.

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  14. I love this relief from the confines and the paradox. I don't understand the toilet paper thing when a six pack lasts for months. http://www.looseleafnotes.com/2020/04/the-blue-line/

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    1. It SHOULD last for months, eh? As long as you've got no gastric issues :)

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  15. Great commentary on the times. It is absolutely crazy right now. I am glad to be enjoying spring on my farm away from most of the chaos.

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    1. Farm life is looking more attractive to a lot of people now, I'll bet.

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