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Kindergarten Catastrophe by Hubert Wilson

9/28/2009

Kindergarten talent contest -
Always difficult to choose the best.
Nervous were all the contestants, parents and judges.
Yells, pushes and nudges!
Excitement and anticipation!
Winner's name brought the briefest celebration.
Expansive kindergartener grabbed the microphone to proclaim another the best -
Stunning everyone with his interrupting protest -
Totally shocking were the actions of little Kanye West!

Secrets of the Lady Suzanne by Hubert Wilson

9/18/2009

Did her dying Father reveal the mouldering truth?
The actual putrid events not uncovered by any sleuth?
Since that long ago Cemelot cancer in Dallas,
America had only grown indifferently callous?
So many who might have known?
All gone - until only he alone?
He had not even told his dearest America soul mate?
For her the resulting danger would be too great?
The then Air Force officer and JFK friend
On special assignment in Texas had been.
After those fatal shots,
He finally discovered who orchestrated the sad events from which America still rots?
Was his later Vietnam assignment,
All part of a 'verity realignment'?
Was he in combat to conveniently die?
Making sure the plot did not later go awry?
Only months before his demise,
A museum curator he tried unsuccessfully to advise!
Were the 'strange political bedfellow' Texas families still the facts corrupting?
Not wanting his discounting of details of THEIR truth disrupting?
Now, only his sole daughter knows?
Will she return to Europe and the truth never expose?
Or, will his recently discovered secret journals
Be the ultimate revenge of the colonel's?

Truth - REALLY is sometimes stranger than fiction?

Eventual Arrest of Nude Florida Motocyclist by Hubert Wilson

9/16/2009

So depressed -
No one even noticed for months his being totally undressed?

Bill Clinton's Secret Gift for Kim Jong-il by Hubert Wilson

8/9/2009

Distracted Bill Clinton almost forgot!
For he kept noticing a shapely young female North Korean aide alot!
Diminutive Kim in his high chair wondered?
Just why the flirting former President almost blundered?
Was the 'Silver Fox's' secret gift really unique?
Perhaps extra EXTRA large sunglasses to enhance his slight physique?
Maybe six inch hydraulic shoe lifts with power boost?
His amorous national image with these could never be reduced?
Could it be a special American sensual device?
Hearbeat of the 'Dear Leader' skipped not once - but twice!
Giving dallying Clinton a stiff elbow reminding nudge,
Further fantasizing, could it be - replacing Paula as an American Idol judge?
Kim hurriedly opened an aroused Clinton's nearly forgotten gift!
Like his reputation as a lover - he was ultra swift!
Inside Kim did childishly but happily grab -
Six junior pant suits in various shades of olive drab!
Wanton Bill explained all had been retailored from only one of Hillary's pant suits -
Even with matching boots!

Her Humongous Jughernaught Pair by Hubert Wilson

8/8/2009

Men could not believe their desirous eyes!
These were the ultimate coveted testosterone prize.
She had the most unbelievable pair!
Males would just dumbfoundly stare.
Rendered inarticulate.
Their fixated brains became only so much useless particulate.
Salivating tongues would hang over their pulsating lips.
Men's minds otherwise went into total eclipse.
Animal urges they could not stem.
Some wanted to hold and caress them.
Others longed to smother them in endless kisses.
Spending an eternity in pleasurabe reminisces!
She was not at first aware
Of so many a masculine glare.
Later, ill at ease,
So many males she did visually please.
One guy's glasses seemed to melt
Over how he heatedly felt!
Her priest was in constant confession.
Mental joy overload caused his eventual endless depression?
She seemed to bounce when she walked.
Even other jealous women about this talked!
A slumbering Sasquatch male
Was rumored to be awakened by her vibration on the Richter scale!
Her back pain
Led her to the surgery option to entertain.
She was on this desperate track
Until she learned they could be larger if they freakishly grew back?
Finally, coming to terms and being absolutely discrete -
She would simply learn to live with having really big shapely feet!

So Long John Walter Bell by Hubert Wilson

8/6/2010

Gone in furious seconds on that long ago autumn morn.
Only your life taken in that freak single car crash.
Others suffered wounded teenage pride and mere scratches.
Done was our earthly friendship.
Bound for a future of promise?
Yellowing leaves had just started to fall.
Exceptional friend Johnny purloined on the literal road to our cemetery on that sad Thanksgiving eve!

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These Chains of Pains by Hubert Wilson

8/31/2010

Sharper these chains of pains.
Hours of lonely agony.
Each day increases the misery.
Moments of relief ever so rare.
Yearning for answers?
Always blocked by that damn stifling bureaucracy!

Answered the call of Uncle Sam.
Led into a later life of pain and questioning.
All sacrificed for what - and why?
Some must surely know?
Knowledge deviously kept from us?
Angry and disillusioned with this life without life?

Your Woman. My Woman! Your Wife - AN EYEFUL? by Hubert Wilson

8/23/2009

That pesky public health officer was back again.
Just like that darn so sensitive area itching rash.
Demanding to know her whereabouts!
Something about imminent danger to public health and safety.
Only this time he was really desperate!
Visibly more frantic!
He was losing it!
Even Alabama authorities had orders to quarantine her.
National Guard troops were searching the entire state.
Said the usual drugs would not work?
Guess her favored stinging spray and rise
With straight chlorine bleach would no longer kill it?
Was frequent use of an aersol industrial strength insecticide next?
Your woman. My woman! Your wife?

She later staggered back to the seedy Montgomery Motel.
This time to the correct room.
A previously startled priest in one mistaken room had been so understanding!
She helped get the dirty smelly toliet seat from around his neck,
But that was another story as he had more immediate concerns!
He then realized that he was 'packing' something extra down there?
He had a third 'little boy'?
It wasn't crawling?
So it could not be a large cockroach like before?
Screaming as a cold round object fell out,
Slowly rolled across the filty bathroom floor,
And then just looked right back at him?
It was her glass eye on the loose once more -
Just like her!
She smiled with one eye socket covered by an improvised gin label eye patch!
Chuckling as she poured a shot of tequila over it.
Licked the glass eye longingly
And then quickly killed the shot after
Popping the errant glass piece back into place!
Laughing heartily as she taunted him that he needed a drink
Almost as much as she did -
Almost -
But not quite!
Maybe NEXT time?
Your woman. My woman! Your wife - AN EYEFUL?

The things - and the people - he would do for - and to - his country?

The Great Airline Price Increase by Hubert Wilson

8/21/2008

Speeding to the airport for flight,
Horrified upon arrival - prices tripled AGAIN just overnight!
Almost everything now has a fee,
Forget about anything being free?
Take a blanket or a pillow,
Irritating part of a never ending financial peccadillo?
Not a single free drink,
Gosh, even a charge for the glass - you think?

Take a visit to the restroom,
High fee to even flush does loom?
Expect a charge for a desired seat,

Probably another for where to place my feet?
Unloading the overhead bin,
Better deposit coins and bills to retrieve what's within?
Leaving the airplane gangway -
Insult added to dismay -
Could not leave unless AGAIN I pay?

Remembering the video of Paul Revere and the Raiders performing 'The Great Airplane Strike'. Geez, I older than John McCain and Grandpa Simpson COMBINED?

Final Aggregate by Hubert Wilson

8/20/2010

Sum good.
Sum bad.
Sum glad.
Sum sad.
Sum understood.
Sum if only we could.
Sum with a pleasing sigh.
Sum with a cleansing cry.
Sum of a long ago goodbye.
Sum of a still hurting lie.
Sum of what we should.
Sum of what we withstood.
Sum we stand valliant and tall.
Sum we are just dismal and small.
Sum always enthrall.
Sum appall at what our memories recall!

Everybody is a sum body!

Reality Television by Hubert Wilson

8/12/2009

Isn't!

Lusting for Pinkie's by Hubert Wilson

7/8/2009

Lusting for leathered Pinkie's dominating taste!
Impossible even to be whipped by another into being replaced!
Quirky torture perhaps?
Unthinkable short of total physical collapse!
Only Pinkie's can so intensely fulfill!
Rushing like a disappearing Saturday night 100 dollar bill!

Surely Pinkie's will wait for submissive me?
Told to 'BE HERE OR ELSE', by 9:00 p.m. despite my servile plea!
Only in west Texas can Pinkie's chain so completely reign!
Racing across the hot Llano Estacado like a wind driven prairie fire flame!
Epicenely slinking at 8:59 p.m. through Pinkie's domineering door.
Slavishly inside - the town's about to close only liquor store!

The Silencing Waters of Leon Creek by Hubert Wilson

7/4/2010

Eerie sights in south San Antonio!
Purple crosses by the score!
Silently standing memorials in yards of the grieving.
One for each person with premature cancer.

Waters of nearby quietly running but deadly Leon Creek.
No longer brings nourishment and life.
Only toxins and death.
Three and four generations suffer this undeserved fate.

Trichloroethylene and more.
Tainting for years the unsuspected groundwater.
Three miles and more turned into creeping death.
Beyond the Kelly Air Force Base porous fence line.

Cancer and endless grief.
Will only worsen.
Unjust denial by the Federal government.
The ultimate chemical illnesses and deaths of innocents by Agent Orange?

Not only civilians wither and die.
Military veterans, like me, share in this continuing catastrophe.
Contaminated not in southeast Asia's Vietnam War.
Seeping too into our unaware bodies to emerge later in premature death?

Barack's Beer Summit Gone Awry by Hubert Wilson

7/29/2009

Barack, Jimmy and Skippy at the White House had many a brew!
But about this few really knew.
First, came their identical tatoos on the most intimate body parts!
These joyous three amigos are wholly into the risque skin arts!
Then, chanting "Yes we can!"
Even full 'mooning' the shocked Ambassador of Japan!
After they drained the keg,
Under the Lincoln bedroom window they began to beg!
"We want panties!"
Louder and LOUDER they raised their antes!
Until smiling Joe Biden from the window slyly peaked.
Tossing his old pink jockey shorts at the sudsy triplets as they totally freaked!

Animal House Too with the Animal House Three? Ahhh! The good ol' days! Bottoms up!

Barack's Beer Summit Gone Awry by Hubert Wilson

7/29/2009

Revenge of the Choctaw Nation Light Horsemen by Hubert Wilson

7/24/2010

Cacophony of terror!
In between Confederate and Federal villainous zealots.
Violence feared each uneasy day and many a troubled night.
Indignant Federals publicly hanged a non-uniformed Choctaw Light Horseman.
Lesson for other Choctaws risking all to protect their families and cause.

Warning was promptly answered the very next sunrise.
Aggrieved fellow Light Horsemen stopped all further tribal informing.
Rising sun glistened on the decapitated bloody head of the tribal informer forcefully spiked to his barn door!

Lip Bomb by Hubert Wilson

6/8/2009

Apprehensive over her husband's marital conduct.
Despairing but almost no matrimonial problems to deduct.
Uneasy intuition she had.
Led her to a feeling so deeply sad.
Totally but discretely checked every aspect of his life.
Even direct questioning did not end her internal strife.
Resorted at last to a fruitless private investigation.
Only brought more abyssal secret frustration.
Ultimately ending her overt suspicions but still surreptitiously out of sorts.
Shocked to find on his return from a business trip - lipstick on the top of his sport shirts!

or

Shocked to find on his return from a business trip -
lipstick on the --- of his ----- ------!

Float of Fire by Hubert Wilson

6/7/2009

Still they talk of our fraternity float,
Over 40 years ago in a small college remote.
Do not mean to gloat,
But it is still remembered as far away as Terra Haute!
Battle of the Alamo it was to promote.
Really not much of note.
Lighted firecrackers dropped down a cannon throat.
The bell in the tower to be rung by devote.
All was fairly rote,
Until too much liquid beverage caused the cannoneer to foolishly emote.
Dropping a lighted match on the paper float!
Then, quickly surrounded by a firey moat!
Uttering loud brief words I dare not quote!
Speeding out of the parade with this flaming wheeled boat!
Into a gas station he managed to tote?
Fire extinguished and no serious injuries to denote.
Epsilon Theta became the Homecoming goat,
Until every newspaper and wire service their story extensively wrote!
Not a single prize vote,
But we made everyone's memory with an incendiary quote!

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(After all, it was the '60's - and there was a lot of smoke on and near college campuses?)

Secrets from Amber Ray by Hubert Wilson

6/5/2009

After four decades now.
Does Amber Ray really know how?
What happened to her Father?
Did the Air Force ever bother?
Does she know the total truth?
Just what ended his youth?
Aircraft Rivet Amber departed Shemya early in the morning.
The June 5, 1969, flight ended with little warning!
Lost over the Bering Sea!
Not much debris?
No one in the Air Force would much speak
Of Rivet Amber and its mission so unique.
The night before in the NCO Club bar,
A proud crew member gave each of us a cigar.
His first child was just born.
The name she would adorn -
Amber Ray!
From his special aircraft and rare light rays in the Shemya sky so gray.
For the new Father a few hours of parental bliss,
Then, just gone into the secrecy abyss!
Does the Air Force still play the classified game?
Did Amber Ray ever know from whence her name came?

40 Years Gone: June 5, 1969 - June 5, 2009

Murder for the Presidency? by Hubert Wilson

6/16/2009

No way Walker could be elected!
Overwhelmingly he would be rejected.
Secrets in his privileged past.
Extensive problems he had long amassed.
Thoughtful, devious adviser Christian had a risky plan.
Allow all the secrets to be published by a naive, set up front man.
No effort later would be spared by John to immediately discredit the writer.
Unleashing on the unwitting author every literary lackey street fighter.
Totally destroying him in hours as the expose book was released.
Rehashing every hit of derogatory author information in a blood feast.
Overcome quickly in a hurricane of soft skull deceit.
Forthright truths on Walker in the media would not even compete.
No way would the credible book survive.
Unknowing Howard would conveniently see his days end in suicide others would contrive?

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