StiMulating Conversation

Stimulating conversation is the bait

Stimulating conversation is the bait

Lure the curious monkey to his zoo like fate


Come stimulate the conversation for a while

Amuse us O Exotic one, with your pungent style.

We are all egalitarian, at least we have to pretend

This is the American south dont you comprehend.

Stay quiet and keep shut, do you job , move your nut

Ajays friend

Our patience is as deep the color in our skin,

Go ahead and slave for us, lest we begin

There are trees in Tennessee , tall enough to hang you

Curiosity killed the cat- it will noose the monkey too.

( Inspired by a Real life incident

My Stupid Poetry

Every week I write a poem,

Thinking how cool I could be.

A 21 st Century Lord Byron,

Writing poetry could do the trick for me.

Party Invitations and Fame Galore,

Lord Byron used to have this and all more.

But poetry died, and Byron died much earlier in disgrace.

His aristocratic funeral attended by an empty caravan.

Harry Potter may have rejuvenated the novel,

Bringing back poetry is too much for One man.

So turn your head, and swipe your card.

Modern age civilization aint no place for ahh bard.

Let you drink and have soda water,

Pre Packed Hangover remedies the morning after.

Caught up in a material world.

Dead artists are worth their weight in gold.

Stupid poetry, are all ahh I can offer you for today.

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(photo credit-Lord Byron at age 25 (1813 portrait by Richard Westall)