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CELEBRITY STATUS (THERE’S NOTHING LIKE IT)

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Scarcity begets Popularity.

If you wear a skirt, a shirt or you read the morning paper while sitting in a beautiful chair created as a limited edition of ONE or if you possess a tidbit of knowledge which has not yet entered the realm of COMMON SENSE you may soon be celebrated by those whose clamor for attention fails to bridge the gap between the world of regular stuff and the world of scarcity…

You could soon become a Celebrity…

So much for scarcity…

And exclusivity.

DOWN IN THE DUMPS

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 What do you do when there’s nothing to do?

Is this the in-between place?

Are you neither afraid nor even in love;

Is this your Who Am I face?

As you count the tiles on the bathroom wall

Do  you pick your nose and examine your toes?

Is this the way the story goes?

When you take a moment to dump waste?

When you waste a moment to dump?

Are you down in the dumps

Or ready to hump

To kick some butt

Or take your lumps

As you dare to view your past

Can you wipe the crumbs from your lazy ass

And do your bump and grind?

Scoop the melon from the rind?

As you rise from your behind?

Accept the Love and pass it along.

Forget the “buts” you’ve been sitting on.

Rise up my friend, enjoy the Dawn

Ignore your past as The Put-Upon.

“Wake up Jacob. Day’s a breakin’. The cow’s in the barnyard and the rooster’s a crowin’.

This is your This Is Me face.

© Lee Broom

HANGIN’ OUT WITH A HIPPIE HOPPER

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Curious Abner spoke about

The Psychedelic Toad.

Like LSD he said reflecting

The Toad was Overload.

Some Toads have this poison

Exuding from their backs;

If licked in careful quantities

Will make ya Super Max,

(Distorting all the facts).

 

Curious Abner tried it out;

Toad lived up to his name.

SoAb did and sure enough,

He’s never been the same.

(He likes to wane and wax

While playing on his sax.)

What else could he do?

He’s talkin’ to a buncha drunks.

Whadda they know?

 

HI, HOW ARE YA?

Lee_Broom

HI, HOW ARE YA?


When I turn to God and say “Hello” and He answers “Hi, How are ya?”

I  look a little closer; Who will he be tomorrow?

Today he may be Clara, tomorrow perhaps Claude

The next day may be Manny; yesterday was Maude.

 

I really don’t know What or Who or even When or If God Is.

What I do know is that when I call on God I find Love.

When I Accept that Love I find Knowledge.

When I apply that Knowledge I find Friendship.

When I share that Friendship I discover more Love.

 

INTERROGATIVES

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How many millions are in a trillion?

How many leaves in a forest?

How many souls exist in forever?

How many came before us?

Where is it written?’Where are the answers?

Where is the heavenly Chorus?

When did the Big Bang Beget the beginning?

Is the answer there before us?

What if I told you I knew all along?

What if you held a Thesaurus?

A new interrogative might have an answer

Or perhaps it would simply bore us.

Perhaps I had better ask Morris