
Warm buttered bagel,
With melted chocolate chips
Perfect as a snack.

Warm buttered bagel,
With melted chocolate chips
Perfect as a snack.

The lemmings went down in history.
[Primary inspiration: The Marching Morons by C.M. Kornbluth]
http://mysite.du.edu/~treddell/3780/Kornbluth_The-Marching-Morons.pdf
Burning, yet chilly
Personal global warming
Tsunami within.

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Dave tickles his toes for pleasure.

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Without fail every Wednesday, Drake dons his leather loincloth in the privacy of his home and listens to the vocalizations of his ululating hero, Tarzan. He thumps his chest and runs wild, making believe he is a warrior. He is his true self—uninhibited and unmedicated. Free from the cloudy reality for a day.

Ten is a bad omen today–the 10th Tuesday of May, when Talia took $10,000 from Ten-Cent Bank at exactly 10:00 AM, so she could throw a 10-year anniversary bash for herself. Instead, Talia got caught and spent 10 hours being detained at the local authorities’ HQ. Her fate is sealed. She is committed to doing 10 months of community service and paying a $10,000 fine plus 10% penalty fees, which she needs to pay within the next 10 months. She has to borrow money to pay for her fine, so she asks her brother, who then goes to Ten-Cent Bank to take out a $10,000 loan. Now he is charging Talia 10% interest. Talia decides to go to the local liquor store to get all the booze she can get—likely not much—for her last $10.

O, how now,
What do I see before the mirror?
Last week there was only one.
Today, three?
Out, out, damn spots, out I say!
No Shakespeare, I,
But damn if I allow these spots to stay;
Alas, the sun’s beam has seared my skin.
Now I must cover up
Before they multiply and prosper.

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Sleep, sleep, little angel,
Let Mama’s tender hands
And Papa’s gentle song
Lull you to the
Land of Sweet Dreams,
Where you can play
With Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Sail a while with the three
Until you find yourself back
In your little cradle,
All rested and ready for
Another day of play.

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Terri toils all day, stopping for lunch only to eat some stale bread sopped in dishwater soup. No relief until the sun sets and traffic is nil. Darkness envelopes Terri as she climbs aboard the bus. Her mood is black even though her commute is short. A blessing for others, but she sees it as a brief pause before going to another place of toil. She gets home and feeds her hungry latchkey kids. Supper is last night’s leftover rice and beans. Off to bed with tummies full of gas. The next day is another run-of-the-mill, nose-to-the-grind-day.
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