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Swampyville's - You're the Poet! by Swamptown
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Swampyville's - "Never to Ever"!
by Swamptown
Apr 30, 2013 | 1464 views | 0 0 comments | 442 442 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words or

use your own words!

Below, cry, day, down, exist, fly, ground, grow, mist,

play, prose, ring, rose, sing.

Never to Ever!

by L. Don Oliver

I've never seen the antelope play,

Or been where the eagles __;

Felt the warmth of a campfire,

Or heard the lonely wolf ___;

I've never seen a beautiful rainbow,

Or heard a church bell ____;

Never in the darkness of night,

Heard a sweet songbird ____;

I've never felt wind upon my face,

Or a gentle rain falling ____;

Never walked upon fresh fallen snow,

When it blanketed the ______;

I've never seen a green forest,

Or heard a lovely _____;

Never paused for a moment,

To smell the scented ____;

I've never seen a rambling brook,

Or heard the children at ____;

Never walked along the beach shore,

On a bright sun shining ___;

I've never seen a mountain high,

Or strolled the lush valley ___;

Never smelled a cultivated field,

Or watched the flowers ____;

I've never seen a deep blue sky,

Or walked in the morning ____;

None of these things have I done,

For me (the unborn) they do not _____;

Previous Poem!

The Flower Garden!

by L. Don Oliver

She planted a flower garden,

In the early spring;

When the Eagle soars,

And the Robins sing;

Pretty carnations and marigolds,

Planted all in a row;

She planted red roses,

And watched them grow;

Every morning she cultivated them,

With her lovely delicate hands;

Until one day she succumbed,     

From all of life's demands;

Most of the flowers lived,

Some we could not save,

We picked all the fresh ones,

And placed them on her grave;

We planted a flower garden,

In the early sping;

When the Eagle soars,

And the Robins sing;
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Swampyville's - Our Archaic "Bill of Rights"!
by Swamptown
Apr 26, 2013 | 1249 views | 0 0 comments | 390 390 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From The Swampyville Gazette!

OUR ARCHAIC "BILL OF RIGHTS"!

Being Facetious!  (Of course, we don't know what's going to

happen tomorrow!)

I for one, feel that we should have a Constitutional Convention

and rewrite the current archaic "Bill of Rights" (First Ten

Amendments to the United States Constitution)!  Help, the powers

that are, out (they've been struggling for over l00 years to

accomplish this agenda; but, that damn U.S Constitution has always

been in their way). My recommended changes are as follows:

NEW BILL OF RIGHTS!

First Amendment:

   

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion

(with the exception of Secularism), or criticizing political correctness

speech, or the freedom of the Federal/International Government controlled

media (including the Internet) to manipulate the truth!

Second Amendment:

A well regulated police state, being necessary for the control of the

people by the Federal/International Government, the right of the

Federal/International Government to determine and confiscate weapons

of mass destruction (all weapons, including pellet guns) being held

by the people, shall not be infringed!

Third Amendment:

This amendment determined by the government to be obsolete! The Federal/

International Government can, by law, do what ever they want to do without

any incrimination! (They make the laws!)

Fourth Amendment:

The people have no rights to be secure in their persons, houses, papers,

and effects, against any searches or seizures! Therefore, no search warrants

shall be issued!

Fifth Amendment

Every person will be held to answer for any crimes (rather, true or false)

and/or for any critical statements made against the Federal/International

Government!

Sixth Amendment:

In all Federal/International Government persecutions, the accused shall

not enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial! 

Seventh Amendment:

Civil trial by jury - forget about it!

 

Eighth Amendment:

Excessive bail shall be required, and excessive fines imposed, and cruel

and unusual punishments inflicted for any crime/critical statements made

against the Federal/International Government!

Ninth Amendment:

The enumeration in the U.S. Constitution, of certain rights, will be denied

for those previously retained by the people.

Tenth Amendment:

No powers will be delegated to individual States or to the people!

(All power will be retained by the Federal/International Government)
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Swampyville's - "The Flower Garden"!
by Swamptown
Apr 21, 2013 | 371 views | 0 0 comments | 25 25 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words

or use your own words.

Demands, grave, grow, hands, row, save, sing,

sing, spring, spring.

The Flower Garden!

by L. Don Oliver

She planted a flower garden,

In the early ______;

When the Eagle soars,

And the Robins ____;

Pretty carnations and marigolds,

Planted all in a ___;

She planted red roses,

And watched them ____;

Every morning she cultivated them,

With her lovely delicate _____;

Until one day she succumbed,     

From all of life's ______;

Most of the flowers lived,

Some we could not ____,

We picked all the fresh ones,

And placed them on her _____;

We planted a flower garden,

In the early ______;

When the Eagle soars,

And the Robins ____;

Previous Poem!

Leap of Faith!

By L. Don Oliver

Where oh! where,

is the mind;

Life oh! life,

can unwind;

Down, down,

into the unshown;

Reason why,

never known;

Hearing,

the Grim Reaper's cry;

Is it just the wind,

rushing by;

Into a deep abyss,

where I fall;

Hoping Heaven,

will hear my call;

Flowering wings,

about to sail;

Praying that,

providence will prevail;

New life,

billowing aloud;

Meandering along,

like a cloud;

Clear eyes,

deep blue skies;

Up where,

the eagle flies;

Assured that life,

is at an ease;

Floating gently,

in the breeze;

All fear gone,

faith by my side;

Upon Earth's Green,

I'll soon abide;
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Swampyville's - "The Flower Garden"!
by Swamptown
Apr 21, 2013 | 1635 views | 0 0 comments | 379 379 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words

or use your own words.

Demands, grave, grow, hands, row, save, sing,

sing, spring, spring.

The Flower Garden!

by L. Don Oliver

She planted a flower garden,

In the early ______;

When the Eagle soars,

And the Robins ____;

Pretty carnations and marigolds,

Planted all in a ___;

She planted red roses,

And watched them ____;

Every morning she cultivated them,

With her lovely delicate _____;

Until one day she succumbed,     

From all of life's ______;

Most of the flowers lived,

Some we could not ____,

We picked all the fresh ones,

And placed them on her _____;

We planted a flower garden,

In the early ______;

When the Eagle soars,

And the Robins ____;

Previous Poem!

Leap of Faith!

By L. Don Oliver

Where oh! where,

is the mind;

Life oh! life,

can unwind;

Down, down,

into the unshown;

Reason why,

never known;

Hearing,

the Grim Reaper's cry;

Is it just the wind,

rushing by;

Into a deep abyss,

where I fall;

Hoping Heaven,

will hear my call;

Flowering wings,

about to sail;

Praying that,

providence will prevail;

New life,

billowing aloud;

Meandering along,

like a cloud;

Clear eyes,

deep blue skies;

Up where,

the eagle flies;

Assured that life,

is at an ease;

Floating gently,

in the breeze;

All fear gone,

faith by my side;

Upon Earth's Green,

I'll soon abide;
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Swampyville's - "Leap of Faith"!
by Swamptown
Apr 13, 2013 | 404 views | 0 0 comments | 27 27 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words or

use your own words.

Abide, aloud, breeze, by, call, cloud, cry, ease, fall,

flies, mind, prevail, sail, shown, side, skies, unknown,

unwind.

Leap of Faith!

By L. Don Oliver

Where oh! where,

is the ____;

Life oh! life,

can ______;

Down, down,

into the _______;

Reason why,

never _____;

Hearing,

the Grim Reaper's ___;

Is it just the wind,

rushing __;

Into a deep abyss,

where I ____;

Hoping Heaven,

will hear my ____;

Flowering wings,

about to ____;

Praying that,

providence will _______;

New life,

billowing _____;

Meandering along,

like a _____;

Clear eyes,

deep blue _____;

Up where,

the eagle _____;

Assured that life,

is at an ____;

Floating gently,

in the ______;

All fear gone,

faith by my ____;

Upon Earth's Green,

I'll soon _____;

Previous Poem:

Drifting With the Breeze!

By L. Don Oliver

Upon the breeze, the changing leaves,

Are carried hither and fro;

Never to last, their final cast;

In time they will eventually know;

They are tossed about, up and down,

They slowly drift and fade away;

Then turning from rust, back into dust,

It's the deceivers they must obey;

There if you please, the falling leaves,

They are much a lot like us;

We're thrown about, with mistrust and doubt,

And things we dare not discuss;

This should not be, for us to see,

When there is always a better way;

A solid rock, will absorb the shock,

No matter what game they play;
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Swampyville's - "Leap of Faith"!
by Swamptown
Apr 13, 2013 | 1567 views | 0 0 comments | 361 361 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words or

use your own words.

Abide, aloud, breeze, by, call, cloud, cry, ease, fall,

flies, mind, prevail, sail, shown, side, skies, unknown,

unwind.

Leap of Faith!

By L. Don Oliver

Where oh! where,

is the ____;

Life oh! life,

can ______;

Down, down,

into the _______;

Reason why,

never _____;

Hearing,

the Grim Reaper's ___;

Is it just the wind,

rushing __;

Into a deep abyss,

where I ____;

Hoping Heaven,

will hear my ____;

Flowering wings,

about to ____;

Praying that,

providence will _______;

New life,

billowing _____;

Meandering along,

like a _____;

Clear eyes,

deep blue _____;

Up where,

the eagle _____;

Assured that life,

is at an ____;

Floating gently,

in the ______;

All fear gone,

faith by my ____;

Upon Earth's Green,

I'll soon _____;

Previous Poem:

Drifting With the Breeze!

By L. Don Oliver

Upon the breeze, the changing leaves,

Are carried hither and fro;

Never to last, their final cast;

In time they will eventually know;

They are tossed about, up and down,

They slowly drift and fade away;

Then turning from rust, back into dust,

It's the deceivers they must obey;

There if you please, the falling leaves,

They are much a lot like us;

We're thrown about, with mistrust and doubt,

And things we dare not discuss;

This should not be, for us to see,

When there is always a better way;

A solid rock, will absorb the shock,

No matter what game they play;
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Swampyville's - Beware of the "Geriatric Virus"!
by Swamptown
Apr 06, 2013 | 1434 views | 0 0 comments | 355 355 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

"BEWARE!!!" of the "Geriatric Virus"!

Swampyville's - Facetiously Speaking?

The Geriatric Virus!

The Geriatric Virus is a costly disease that afflicts

those who reach the age of 62.  The Geriatrics Virus is

incurable and the only way to prevent it from occurring,

is to euthanize those who will contract it after they

obtain the age of 62!  If they are not euthanized they will

become an expensive burden on the Socialist Progressives

(both, Democratic and Republican parties); especially, the

special interests. Of those who currently have this virus,

they must be denied any treatment that will prolong this

debilitating disease!

Signs of those who have the Geriatric Virus!

Those obtaining the age of 62 (The age they can begin

collecting Social Security).

Immobility.

Instability.

Incontinence.

Impaired intellect/memory.

Impaired vision.

Hearing loss.

Isolation.

Depression.

Dependence.

Eradicating this dreadful disease will seriously effect the

medical field (who wish to prolong this disease - its that

profit thing); however, they have overcome any and all

obstacles in the past and I'm sure they will recover from

the eradication of this deadly disease!

ALTHOUGH THERE IS NO CURRENT HOPE FOR THOSE WHO HAVE THE

GERIATRIC VIRUS, THE GOVERNMENT IS LAUNDERING BILLIONS OF TAX

DOLLARS THROUGH MEDICAL RESEARCH WHILE HOPING TO NEVER FIND A CURE

FOR THIS DREADED DISEASE!

PROGRESSIVISM:  "Take from those who paid for it and give

                 it to those who didn't pay for it"!

THERE IS NO SUCH IDEOLOGY AS PROGRESSIVISM ITSELF; HOWEVER, THERE IS

AN IDEOLOGY OF PROGRESSIVE "GREEDISM"!

SOCIAL SECURITY and MEDICARE wasn't created for the elderly.  

These programs were created as an additional revenue source

for the government to spend/give away at tax payer's expense!
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Swampyville's - "Drifting With the Breeze"
by Swamptown
Mar 31, 2013 | 1323 views | 0 0 comments | 298 298 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words

or use your own words.

Away, discuss, fro, know, obey, play, us, way.

Drifting With the Breeze!

By L. Don Oliver

Upon the breeze, the changing leaves,

Are carried hither and ___;

Never to last, their final cast;

In time they will eventually ____;

They are tossed about, up and down,

They slowly drift and fade ____;

Then turning from rust, back into dust,

It's the deceivers they must ____;

There if you please, the falling leaves,

They are much a lot like __;

We're thrown about, with mistrust and doubt,

And things we dare not _______;

This should not be, for us to see,

When there is always a better ___;

A solid rock, will absorb the shock,

No matter what game they ____;

Previous poem!

A Swampyville Spring!

By L. Don Oliver

In my seventy third Spring,

The squirrels are digging up their stash;

The little sparrow is on the wing,

The honeybee and hummingbird about to clash;

The Blue Heron is on it's perch,

Waiting for a tasty meal to swim by;

The flowers are unfolding their blooms,

Where the warbling wrens still fly;

A black racer snake chasing a lizard,

The fish are leaping in the brook;

A frog croaking upon a lily pad,

The hungry bear departs it's nook;

An unconcerned cold blooded Alligator,

Lazily sunning upon a fallen tree;

A large clump of water hyacinths,

floating to where they shouldn't be

Fishing with an old cane pole,

Watching the cork bobbing along;

Lifting the line from the water,

No worry that the bait is gone;

Remembering a far away youth,

Searching for a four leaf clover;

Perhaps one day I will find it,

Before this existence is over;

The leaves are shading green,

The cypress trees are growing tall;

I will enjoy every approaching spring,

Until, for me, there is none at all;
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Swampyville's - "A Swampyville Spring"!
by Swamptown
Mar 24, 2013 | 360 views | 0 0 comments | 25 25 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

Your the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words

or use your own words.

All, along, be, brook, by, clash, clover, fly,

gone, nook, over, stash, tall, tree,

A Swampyville Spring!

By L. Don Oliver

In my seventy third Spring,

The squirrels are digging up their _____;

The little sparrow is on the wing,

The honeybee and hummingbird about to _____;

The Blue Heron is on it's perch,

Waiting for a tasty meal to swim __;

The flowers are unfolding their blooms,

Where the warbling wrens still ___;

A black racer snake chasing a lizard,

The fish are leaping in the _____;

A frog croaking upon a lily pad,

The hungry bear departs it's ____;

An unconcerned cold blooded Alligator,

Lazily sunning upon a fallen ____;

A large clump of water hyacinths,

floating to where they shouldn't __;

Fishing with an old cane pole,

Watching the cork bobbing _____;

Lifting the line from the water,

No worry that the bait is ____;

Remembering a far away youth,

Searching for a four leaf ______;

Perhaps one day I will find it,

Before this existence is ____;

The leaves are shading green,

The cypress trees are growing ____;

I will enjoy every approaching spring,

Until, for me, there is none at ___;

Previous Poem.

Freedom's Wake!

By L. Don Oliver

Standing by a grave stone,

History etched upon it's face;

One who sacrificed his all,

Is now lying in disgrace;

He heard the beating of a drum,

The beckoning call of a fife;

Never once thinking of himself,

He went forth to pledge his life;

Into the Valley of the Damned,

No thought to his own affair;

For God, family and country,

He dared to venture there;

Now, he is purposely forgotten,

Lying in a field overgrown with weeds;

No one there to salute his valor.

Too busy with their own selfish needs;

We are in the Progressive's fold,

Where Freedom has become passe;

What we once could say before,

Today, we dare not say;

When Internationalism seals it's place,

And Nationalism is without any call;

We have only ourselves to blame,

For this Republic's eventual fall;
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Swampyville's - "A Swampyville Spring"!
by Swamptown
Mar 24, 2013 | 319 views | 0 0 comments | 26 26 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
From the Swampyville Gazette!

Your the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words

or use your own words.

All, along, be, brook, by, clash, clover, fly,

gone, nook, over, stash, tall, tree,

A Swampyville Spring!

By L. Don Oliver

In my seventy third Spring,

The squirrels are digging up their _____;

The little sparrow is on the wing,

The honeybee and hummingbird about to _____;

The Blue Heron is on it's perch,

Waiting for a tasty meal to swim __;

The flowers are unfolding their blooms,

Where the warbling wrens still ___;

A black racer snake chasing a lizard,

The fish are leaping in the _____;

A frog croaking upon a lily pad,

The hungry bear departs it's ____;

An unconcerned cold blooded Alligator,

Lazily sunning upon a fallen ____;

A large clump of water hyacinths,

floating to where they shouldn't __;

Fishing with an old cane pole,

Watching the cork bobbing _____;

Lifting the line from the water,

No worry that the bait is ____;

Remembering a far away youth,

Searching for a four leaf ______;

Perhaps one day I will find it,

Before this existence is ____;

The leaves are shading green,

The cypress trees are growing ____;

I will enjoy every approaching spring,

Until, for me, there is none at ___;

Previous Poem.

Freedom's Wake!

By L. Don Oliver

Standing by a grave stone,

History etched upon it's face;

One who sacrificed his all,

Is now lying in disgrace;

He heard the beating of a drum,

The beckoning call of a fife;

Never once thinking of himself,

He went forth to pledge his life;

Into the Valley of the Damned,

No thought to his own affair;

For God, family and country,

He dared to venture there;

Now, he is purposely forgotten,

Lying in a field overgrown with weeds;

No one there to salute his valor.

Too busy with their own selfish needs;

We are in the Progressive's fold,

Where Freedom has become passe;

What we once could say before,

Today, we dare not say;

When Internationalism seals it's place,

And Nationalism is without any call;

We have only ourselves to blame,

For this Republic's eventual fall;
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