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For your enjoyment, here are the satiric poems submitted for the OSList Poetry Celebration and Contest. Each reader is hereby given five (5) virtual sticky dots to distribute to the poems as they wish. DO NOT REPLY TO THE OSLIST WITH VOTES. E-MAIL YOUR VOTES TO</FONT><FONT COLOR="#0000FF" FACE="Geneva" FAMILY="SANSSERIF" SIZE="2"><A HREF="mailto:jleshelton@aol.com"> jleshelton@aol.com</A></FONT><FONT COLOR="#000000" FACE="Geneva" FAMILY="SANSSERIF" SIZE="2"> by February 5, before midnight in your time zone. Author of the winning poem will be the new Poet Laureate of the OSList.<BR>
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Poem #1<BR>
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</FONT><FONT COLOR="#000000" FACE="Geneva" FAMILY="SANSSERIF" SIZE="2"><B>Euphoric Bullshit</B></FONT><FONT COLOR="#000000" FACE="Geneva" FAMILY="SANSSERIF" SIZE="2"><BR>
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We come into the circle with our passions and resolve<BR>
We each have a lot of issues that we really want to solve<BR>
But we all start a talkin', and things get out of hand<BR>
So take a little breath (breath) and settle down and we'll ease into the plan<BR>
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CHORUS:<BR>
Euphoric bullshit is the name of the game<BR>
We take the sacred and we make it profane<BR>
You can't come in, unless you bear your pain<BR>
Euphoric bullshit is the name of the game<BR>
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We're calling a lot of sessions, with various intents<BR>
Some get a little bit impatient as we sit upon the fence<BR>
But emergence growing edges will carry us all along<BR>
We are but one great voice in the universal song<BR>
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Chorus<BR>
Instrumental break<BR>
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Now the time has come for us to go out into the world<BR>
And throw our great intentions into the cosmic swirl<BR>
Hey you don't need to worry that these things will come to pass<BR>
Because evolution's arrow will kick you in the ass<BR>
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Chorus<BR>
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Poem #2<BR>
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There was a young man who had learned a good trick.<BR>
He stood up and asked them all "what makes you tick?"<BR>
They wrote a few words and he went for a walk.<BR>
He returned and they cried "it was so good to talk!"<BR>
They hugged him and gave him a kiss on the neck<BR>
As he walked out the door to deposit the check.<BR>
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Poem #3<BR>
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Atlas<BR>
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Atlas strains to stay standing.<BR>
His stone limbs faintly shaking,<BR>
he gazes far off as if to forget<BR>
this cruel, pressing mass he must lift<BR>
until time ends. Holding space is a curse.<BR>
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Poem #4<BR>
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i opened the circle<BR>
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disappeared down the rabbit hole<BR>
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emerged the other side<BR>
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flowing with the tide<BR>
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Poem #5<BR>
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“I Am So Amazing”<BR>
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I invite them to crawl around on the floor<BR>
…and they do.<BR>
…and they kind of like it.<BR>
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I invite them to post signs on a wall, run around the room like insects…<BR>
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I tell them feet have laws.<BR>
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The part they see me do is pick up their coffee cups – incredibly skilled work, worthy of huge sums of money.<BR>
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I ring a bell; they sit. <BR>
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I have such power…<BR>
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Poem #6<BR>
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I once tried to do everything opposite.<BR>
Sit in a line. <BR>
I shall stand at a podium and tell you how to think.<BR>
No room for extra thoughts – that is off-topic.<BR>
Please have your agenda items ready one week in advance.<BR>
I will select a few topics I feel pertain to the issue.<BR>
Please refrain from thinking until the official start time of our meeting.<BR>
Only those with special titles may have ideas.<BR>
Do not leave the room.<BR>
Please be sure you end the meeting with the same thoughts you came in with.<BR>
Keep the windows closed so no insects fly in to disturb our meeting.<BR>
No breathing, please.<BR>
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