Toronto Blue Jay Fans Caught on “Kisscam” On televised broadcasts of the Toronto Blue Jays baseball games At stadiums in the United States Happy Canadian fans in attendance and on camera Guilt free? EXPOSED! Caught in the act violating the majority rule to combat the unspoken one You’ve been caught in the Kisscam but resigningContinue reading “RKS Poetry: “Canadian Toronto Blue Jay Fans Caught on Kisscam”!”
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RKS Poetry (Your Former Medical Dread)
Your Former Medical Dread You recall when you sighedwith a tremble of terrorthat oh no not again to the dentistfluoridated smellhigh pitched whinescold steel slowly penetrating the gums OH STOP IT YOU SADIST! What I meant to say a dental visit Trumpsa urologist visitwhere they seek classified documents in the most secret places Robert K.Continue reading “RKS Poetry (Your Former Medical Dread)”
RKS Poetry: “Scraping the Bottom of the Ajvar Jar”
Scraping the Bottom of the Ajvar Jar The beady eyed onelike LBJ can’t end it with a victoryin a last ditched effort turns to the Supreme Leader for armsto further the “sacred war”after the Grand Leader supplies dronesand the world moansWill nobody learn from the Ho Chi Minh Trailand the Wailing Wallhumanity in the bigContinue reading “RKS Poetry: “Scraping the Bottom of the Ajvar Jar””
RKS Poetry: “We the Nothing”
We The Nothing We the nothing make our febrile donations to the noble causesnot receiving any notable media recognition pauses Our dollars and euros fall into the bottomless charitable pitbut those charitable foundations governed by the “foundation board of directors” kneel in front of the capitalist big buck…Branson…Musk…crypto kings..entertainment idols (not fleeced by their accountants)ForContinue reading “RKS Poetry: “We the Nothing””
RKS Poetry: Toronto Hijacked Yet Again But Don’t You Dare Criticize!
Toronto Hijacked Yet Again But Don’t You Dare Criticize! Bike lane tyranny where the miniscule lord over the manyand unlike the Lord brazenly give fingers to motorists while breaking all laws known to cyclingCharity runs down main streetsCharity walks all over the placeCharity hiking down expresswaysCharity bikingStreet festivals Global inclusion touted by exclusionists in powerContinue reading “RKS Poetry: Toronto Hijacked Yet Again But Don’t You Dare Criticize!”
RKS Poetry: Horny With Stormy!
Did Someone Allegedly Get Regrettably Horny with Stormy? Someone I know well once said that all men think with their dickWhat a sexist prick! Like Adam and Eve those private parts must be covered upor better said “settled” to supress the muck Politicians in particular must be careful with the dalliances they pickas getting hornyContinue reading “RKS Poetry: Horny With Stormy!”
RKS Poetry “Spare Change Needed for Harry”
Spare Change Needed For Harry Excommunicated by King (yes finally) Charles aka DaddyShort on cashTime for a Kardashian strategybut difficult as no breasts to bare to get millions of depraved staresso controversyscandaltabloid fodderno skills but paparazzi cultivationmust keep in the limelightmore will be needed than “Spare”what is your next dare?back in the royal graces yourContinue reading “RKS Poetry “Spare Change Needed for Harry””
RKS Poetry: “You Stink”
You Stink What wretch is putting these “You Stink” notes on my deskOf course some obnoxious pest31 of them in 2022Oooooooh!Of course this is not bothering me and I don’t give it a thoughtmy aggravation can’t be boughtWith mindfulness I don’t give it any importancewho is gripped in this hateful trance?Who, who and who?To theContinue reading “RKS Poetry: “You Stink””
RKS Poetry: “Galen Weston Jr. Did You Forget About Kraft Dinner?”
Galen Weston Jr. Did You Forget About Kraft Dinner? With family wealth estimated at close to 9 billion what wealth!So many heartfelt thanks for freezing prices on Loblaws house brands showing concern for Canadian’s financial health!But please at $2.99 at Shoppers Drug Mart for a box of Kraft Dinnerand 4 for $3.99 at competitor MetroContinue reading “RKS Poetry: “Galen Weston Jr. Did You Forget About Kraft Dinner?””
RKS Poetry: “48 Hangers”
48 Hangers He sits in his house reflecting on a failed romantic relationshipon a couch the locale of some warm cuddleshis mind muddlesshe has moved out leaving his heart encircled by acidic puddlesher betrayal rouses so many angersall she has left behind are 48 hangers Robert K. Stephen
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