Will Dockery wrote:

> Zod wrote:
>>
>> Suzy Tomorrow

>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>> when I was infatuated with you.
>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>> How many years I am hard pressed
>> to make a second guess....

>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>> I recite this poem
>> as is the norm.
>> Continue on in my fascination
>> Suzy Q. smiles
>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>> Take a left at Buffalo
>> on any given Saturday.
>> Out Second Avenue
>> then to the Falls for a view.
>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>> to get a last few beers
>> feeling no fears.

>> Goodbye never was completed
>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>> from all those forty years
>> I could have wept some tears
>> When your folks moved on down
>> to the far side of town.

>> --Zod

> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

> 🙂

Again... I thank.... you....

Zod wrote:
>
> Suzy Tomorrow
>
> Long time ago Suzy Q.
> when I was infatuated with you.
> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> across the street from Grand Island High.
> How many years I am hard pressed
> to make a second guess....
>
> I sip some wine by this camp fire
> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> I recite this poem
> as is the norm.
> Continue on in my fascination
> Suzy Q. smiles
> I can see for 1,014 miles.
>
> Take a left at Buffalo
> on any given Saturday.
> Out Second Avenue
> then to the Falls for a view.
> Then like a hot rod race bound
> roaring down I-190 to downtown
> to get a last few beers
> feeling no fears.
>
> Goodbye never was completed
> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> from all those forty years
> I could have wept some tears
> When your folks moved on down
> to the far side of town.
>
> --Zod

Again, keep up the great work, Zod.

:)

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Zod wrote:
>>>
>>> Suzy Tomorrow

>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>>> to make a second guess....

>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>>> I recite this poem
>>> as is the norm.
>>> Continue on in my fascination
>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>>> on any given Saturday.
>>> Out Second Avenue
>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>>> to get a last few beers
>>> feeling no fears.

>>> Goodbye never was completed
>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>>> from all those forty years
>>> I could have wept some tears
>>> When your folks moved on down
>>> to the far side of town.

>>> --Zod

>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

>> 🙂

> Good day... I thank you kindly...

A good poem by one of the better poets here.

Will Dockery wrote:

> Zod wrote:
>>
>> Suzy Tomorrow

>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>> when I was infatuated with you.
>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>> How many years I am hard pressed
>> to make a second guess....

>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>> I recite this poem
>> as is the norm.
>> Continue on in my fascination
>> Suzy Q. smiles
>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>> Take a left at Buffalo
>> on any given Saturday.
>> Out Second Avenue
>> then to the Falls for a view.
>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>> to get a last few beers
>> feeling no fears.

>> Goodbye never was completed
>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>> from all those forty years
>> I could have wept some tears
>> When your folks moved on down
>> to the far side of town.

>> --Zod

> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

> 🙂

I thank again....

Zod wrote:

> On Sunday, November 6, 2022 at 2:23:12 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> General-Zod wrote:
>>
>>>>>> Suzy Tomorrow
>>
>> >>>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>> >>>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>> >>>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>> >>>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>> >>>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>> >>>>> to make a second guess....
>>
>> >>>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>> >>>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>> >>>>> I recite this poem
>> >>>>> as is the norm.
>> >>>>> Continue on in my fascination
>> >>>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>> >>>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.
>>
>> >>>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>> >>>>> on any given Saturday.
>> >>>>> Out Second Avenue
>> >>>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>> >>>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>> >>>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>> >>>>> to get a last few beers
>> >>>>> feeling no fears.
>>
>> >>>>> Goodbye never was completed
>> >>>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>> >>>>> from all those forty years
>> >>>>> I could have wept some tears
>> >>>>> When your folks moved on down
>> >>>>> to the far side of town.
>>
>> >>>>> --Zod
>>
>> >>>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
>>
>> > With MANY more yet to be written....!
>> Looking forward to seeing them.

> I need to type them and post them, they are all hand written in my note pads....

I look forward to reading your new poetry.

W-Dockery wrote:

> Zod wrote:
>>
>> Suzy Tomorrow

>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>> when I was infatuated with you.
>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>> How many years I am hard pressed
>> to make a second guess....

>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>> I recite this poem
>> as is the norm.
>> Continue on in my fascination
>> Suzy Q. smiles
>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>> Take a left at Buffalo
>> on any given Saturday.
>> Out Second Avenue
>> then to the Falls for a view.
>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>> to get a last few beers
>> feeling no fears.

>> Goodbye never was completed
>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>> from all those forty years
>> I could have wept some tears
>> When your folks moved on down
>> to the far side of town.

>> --Zod

> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

> 🙂

The real one, not the forgery...!

General-Zod wrote:

> W-Dockery wrote:

>> Zod wrote:
>>>
>>> Suzy Tomorrow

>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>>> to make a second guess....

>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>>> I recite this poem
>>> as is the norm.
>>> Continue on in my fascination
>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>>> on any given Saturday.
>>> Out Second Avenue
>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>>> to get a last few beers
>>> feeling no fears.

>>> Goodbye never was completed
>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>>> from all those forty years
>>> I could have wept some tears
>>> When your folks moved on down
>>> to the far side of town.

>>> --Zod

>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

>

> The real one, not the forgery...!

Exactly.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:
> Zod wrote:
> >
> > Suzy Tomorrow
>
> > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > when I was infatuated with you.
> > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > How many years I am hard pressed
> > to make a second guess....
>
> > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > I recite this poem
> > as is the norm.
> > Continue on in my fascination
> > Suzy Q. smiles
> > I can see for 1,014 miles.
>
> > Take a left at Buffalo
> > on any given Saturday.
> > Out Second Avenue
> > then to the Falls for a view.
> > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > to get a last few beers
> > feeling no fears.
>
> > Goodbye never was completed
> > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > from all those forty years
> > I could have wept some tears
> > When your folks moved on down
> > to the far side of town.
>
> > --Zod
> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
>
> 🙂

Again... I THNX....

Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> > Zod wrote:
>
> >> Suzy Tomorrow
>
> >> Long time ago Suzy Q.
> >> when I was infatuated with you.
> >> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> >> across the street from Grand Island High.
> >> How many years I am hard pressed
> >> to make a second guess....
>
> >> I sip some wine by this camp fire
> >> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> >> I recite this poem
> >> as is the norm.
> >> Continue on in my fascination
> >> Suzy Q. smiles
> >> I can see for 1,014 miles.
>
> >> Take a left at Buffalo
> >> on any given Saturday.
> >> Out Second Avenue
> >> then to the Falls for a view.
> >> Then like a hot rod race bound
> >> roaring down I-190 to downtown
> >> to get a last few beers
> >> feeling no fears.
>
> >> Goodbye never was completed
> >> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> >> from all those forty years
> >> I could have wept some tears
> >> When your folks moved on down
> >> to the far side of town.
>
> >> --Zod
>
> > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
>
> Good day... I thank you kindly...

Good afternoon, again, you're welcome.

:)

On Wednesday, October 19, 2022 at 9:28:20 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
>
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >> Zod wrote:
> >>>
> >>> Suzy Tomorrow
>
> >>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
> >>> when I was infatuated with you.
> >>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> >>> across the street from Grand Island High.
> >>> How many years I am hard pressed
> >>> to make a second guess....
>
> >>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
> >>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> >>> I recite this poem
> >>> as is the norm.
> >>> Continue on in my fascination
> >>> Suzy Q. smiles
> >>> I can see for 1,014 miles.
>
> >>> Take a left at Buffalo
> >>> on any given Saturday.
> >>> Out Second Avenue
> >>> then to the Falls for a view.
> >>> Then like a hot rod race bound
> >>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
> >>> to get a last few beers
> >>> feeling no fears.
>
> >>> Goodbye never was completed
> >>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> >>> from all those forty years
> >>> I could have wept some tears
> >>> When your folks moved on down
> >>> to the far side of town.
>
> >>> --Zod
>
> >> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
>
> >
>
> > Good day... I thank you kindly...
> I remember your stories about Suzy.

There are so many about that lovely lady.....

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Zod wrote:
>
>>> Suzy Tomorrow

>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>>> to make a second guess....

>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>>> I recite this poem
>>> as is the norm.
>>> Continue on in my fascination
>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>>> on any given Saturday.
>>> Out Second Avenue
>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>>> to get a last few beers
>>> feeling no fears.

>>> Goodbye never was completed
>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>>> from all those forty years
>>> I could have wept some tears
>>> When your folks moved on down
>>> to the far side of town.

>>> --Zod

>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

>> 🙂

> Good day... I thank you kindly...

I hope you and Mike are having a great Saturday afternoon, old friend.

:)

Will Dockery wrote:
> Zod wrote:
>
> > Suzy Tomorrow
>
> > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > when I was infatuated with you.
> > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > How many years I am hard pressed
> > to make a second guess....
>
> > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > I recite this poem
> > as is the norm.
> > Continue on in my fascination
> > Suzy Q. smiles
> > I can see for 1,014 miles.
>
> > Take a left at Buffalo
> > on any given Saturday.
> > Out Second Avenue
> > then to the Falls for a view.
> > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > to get a last few beers
> > feeling no fears.
>
> > Goodbye never was completed
> > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > from all those forty years
> > I could have wept some tears
> > When your folks moved on down
> > to the far side of town.
>
> > --Zod
> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

It is a painting using words, like Rimbaud taught us....

On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:24:15 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> > Zod wrote:
> >
> > > Suzy Tomorrow
> >
> > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > to make a second guess....
> >
> > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > I recite this poem
> > > as is the norm.
> > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> >
> > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > on any given Saturday.
> > > Out Second Avenue
> > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > to get a last few beers
> > > feeling no fears.
> >
> > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > from all those forty years
> > > I could have wept some tears
> > > When your folks moved on down
> > > to the far side of town.
> >
> > > --Zod
> > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> It is a painting using words, like Rimbaud taught us....

la connerie

On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:29:21 PM UTC-5, rjbur...@gmail.com wrote:
> On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:24:15 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> > > Zod wrote:
> > >
> > > > Suzy Tomorrow
> > >
> > > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > > to make a second guess....
> > >
> > > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > > I recite this poem
> > > > as is the norm.
> > > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> > >
> > > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > > on any given Saturday.
> > > > Out Second Avenue
> > > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > > to get a last few beers
> > > > feeling no fears.
> > >
> > > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > > from all those forty years
> > > > I could have wept some tears
> > > > When your folks moved on down
> > > > to the far side of town.
> > >
> > > > --Zod
> > > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> > It is a painting using words, like Rimbaud taught us....
> la connerie

Here you go, Robert:

https://groups.google.com/g/alt.arts.poetry.comments/c/F1SyOCeH1iU/m/LIdYPwJV2zgJ

George Dance wrote:
>
> Vowels
> Black A, white E, red I, green U, blue O: vowels,
> Some day I'll tell the world just where your mystery lies:
> Black A, a jacket woven from the shining flies
> Which buzz among harsh stinks in the abyss's bowels.
> White E, the white of kings, the white of fogs and tents,
> of fields of shivering chervil, glaciers' gleaming tips;
> Red I, the shade of spat-up blood, the smile of lips
> In laughter, anger, or besotted penitence.
> Green U, vibrating waves in viridescent seas
> Or verdant pastures flecked with beasts -- furrows of peace
> Imprinted on our brows as if by alchemies;
> Blue O, great Trumpet filled with strange and piercing cries
> Through silences where worlds and angels pass crosswise;
> Omega, O, the violet brilliance of those eyes!
> ---
> Arthur Rimbaud
> translated by George Dance

Here you go, Robert Burrows....

https://groups.google.com/g/alt.arts.poetry.comments/c/F1SyOCeH1iU/m/LIdYPwJV2zgJ

***

On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:39:35 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:29:21 PM UTC-5, rjbur...@gmail.com wrote:
> > On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:24:15 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> > > > Zod wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > Suzy Tomorrow
> > > >
> > > > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > > > to make a second guess....
> > > >
> > > > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > > > I recite this poem
> > > > > as is the norm.
> > > > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> > > >
> > > > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > > > on any given Saturday.
> > > > > Out Second Avenue
> > > > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > > > to get a last few beers
> > > > > feeling no fears.
> > > >
> > > > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > > > from all those forty years
> > > > > I could have wept some tears
> > > > > When your folks moved on down
> > > > > to the far side of town.
> > > >
> > > > > --Zod
> > > > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> > > It is a painting using words, like Rimbaud taught us....
> > la connerie
> Here you go, Robert:
>
> https://groups.google.com/g/alt.arts.poetry.comments/c/F1SyOCeH1iU/m/LIdYPwJV2zgJ
>
> George Dance wrote:
> >
> > Vowels
> > Black A, white E, red I, green U, blue O: vowels,
> > Some day I'll tell the world just where your mystery lies:
> > Black A, a jacket woven from the shining flies
> > Which buzz among harsh stinks in the abyss's bowels.
> > White E, the white of kings, the white of fogs and tents,
> > of fields of shivering chervil, glaciers' gleaming tips;
> > Red I, the shade of spat-up blood, the smile of lips
> > In laughter, anger, or besotted penitence.
> > Green U, vibrating waves in viridescent seas
> > Or verdant pastures flecked with beasts -- furrows of peace
> > Imprinted on our brows as if by alchemies;
> > Blue O, great Trumpet filled with strange and piercing cries
> > Through silences where worlds and angels pass crosswise;
> > Omega, O, the violet brilliance of those eyes!
> > ---
> > Arthur Rimbaud
> > translated by George Dance
>
> Here you go, Robert Burrows....
>
> https://groups.google.com/g/alt.arts.poetry.comments/c/F1SyOCeH1iU/m/LIdYPwJV2zgJ
>
> ***

Good find, Zod.

On Sunday, December 4, 2022 at 3:24:15 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> > Zod wrote:
> >
> > > Suzy Tomorrow
> >
> > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > to make a second guess....
> >
> > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > I recite this poem
> > > as is the norm.
> > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> >
> > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > on any given Saturday.
> > > Out Second Avenue
> > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > to get a last few beers
> > > feeling no fears.
> >
> > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > from all those forty years
> > > I could have wept some tears
> > > When your folks moved on down
> > > to the far side of town.
> >
> > > --Zod
> > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> It is a painting using words, like Rimbaud taught us....

Interesting concept.

Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>> Zod wrote:
>
>>>>>> Suzy Tomorrow

>>>>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>>>>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>>>>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>>>>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>>>>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>>>>>> to make a second guess....

>>>>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>>>>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>>>>>> I recite this poem
>>>>>> as is the norm.
>>>>>> Continue on in my fascination
>>>>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>>>>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>>>>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>>>>>> on any given Saturday.
>>>>>> Out Second Avenue
>>>>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>>>>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>>>>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>>>>>> to get a last few beers
>>>>>> feeling no fears.

>>>>>> Goodbye never was completed
>>>>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>>>>>> from all those forty years
>>>>>> I could have wept some tears
>>>>>> When your folks moved on down
>>>>>> to the far side of town.

>>>>>> --Zod

>>>>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

>>>>

>>>> Good day... I thank you kindly...

>>> I remember your stories about Suzy.

>> With MANY more yet to be written....!

> Looking forward to seeing them.

> 🙂

I wrote a number of poems and made many sketches on the bus ride to Miami...

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Zod wrote:
>>>
>>> Suzy Tomorrow

>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>>> to make a second guess....

>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>>> I recite this poem
>>> as is the norm.
>>> Continue on in my fascination
>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>>> on any given Saturday.
>>> Out Second Avenue
>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>>> to get a last few beers
>>> feeling no fears.

>>> Goodbye never was completed
>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>>> from all those forty years
>>> I could have wept some tears
>>> When your folks moved on down
>>> to the far side of town.

>>> --Zod

>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

>> 🙂

> Good day... I thank you kindly...

You're welcome, my friend.

;)

Will Dockery wrote:

> Zod wrote:
>>
>> Suzy Tomorrow

>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>> when I was infatuated with you.
>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>> How many years I am hard pressed
>> to make a second guess....

>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>> I recite this poem
>> as is the norm.
>> Continue on in my fascination
>> Suzy Q. smiles
>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>> Take a left at Buffalo
>> on any given Saturday.
>> Out Second Avenue
>> then to the Falls for a view.
>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>> to get a last few beers
>> feeling no fears.

>> Goodbye never was completed
>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>> from all those forty years
>> I could have wept some tears
>> When your folks moved on down
>> to the far side of town.

>> --Zod

> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

> 🙂

Another of my free style type poetry pieces, but successfully parlayed I maintain....

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Zod wrote:
>>>
>>> Suzy Tomorrow

>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>>> to make a second guess....

>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>>> I recite this poem
>>> as is the norm.
>>> Continue on in my fascination
>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.

>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>>> on any given Saturday.
>>> Out Second Avenue
>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>>> to get a last few beers
>>> feeling no fears.

>>> Goodbye never was completed
>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>>> from all those forty years
>>> I could have wept some tears
>>> When your folks moved on down
>>> to the far side of town.

>>> --Zod

>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.

>> 🙂

> Good day... I thank you kindly...

Hello again, you're welcome.

:)

On Monday, January 16, 2023 at 3:30:12 AM UTC+5:30, Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
>
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >> Zod wrote:
> >>>
> >>> Suzy Tomorrow
>
> >>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
> >>> when I was infatuated with you.
> >>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> >>> across the street from Grand Island High.
> >>> How many years I am hard pressed
> >>> to make a second guess....
>
> >>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
> >>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> >>> I recite this poem
> >>> as is the norm.
> >>> Continue on in my fascination
> >>> Suzy Q. smiles
> >>> I can see for 1,014 miles.
>
> >>> Take a left at Buffalo
> >>> on any given Saturday.
> >>> Out Second Avenue
> >>> then to the Falls for a view.
> >>> Then like a hot rod race bound
> >>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
> >>> to get a last few beers
> >>> feeling no fears.
>
> >>> Goodbye never was completed
> >>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> >>> from all those forty years
> >>> I could have wept some tears
> >>> When your folks moved on down
> >>> to the far side of town.
>
> >>> --Zod
>
> >> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
>
> >> 🙂
> > Good day... I thank you kindly...
> Hello again, you're welcome.
>
> :)
to

On Tuesday, November 29, 2022 at 3:31:39 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> > Zod wrote:
> > >
> > > Suzy Tomorrow
> >
> > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > to make a second guess....
> >
> > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > I recite this poem
> > > as is the norm.
> > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> >
> > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > on any given Saturday.
> > > Out Second Avenue
> > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > to get a last few beers
> > > feeling no fears.
> >
> > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > from all those forty years
> > > I could have wept some tears
> > > When your folks moved on down
> > > to the far side of town.
> >
> > > --Zod
> > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> >
>
> Again... I THNX....

Good afternoon, again, you're welcome.

🙂

On Tuesday, January 17, 2023 at 12:34:04 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Tuesday, November 29, 2022 at 3:31:39 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> > > Zod wrote:
> > > >
> > > > Suzy Tomorrow
> > >
> > > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > > to make a second guess....
> > >
> > > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > > I recite this poem
> > > > as is the norm.
> > > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> > >
> > > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > > on any given Saturday.
> > > > Out Second Avenue
> > > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > > to get a last few beers
> > > > feeling no fears.
> > >
> > > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > > from all those forty years
> > > > I could have wept some tears
> > > > When your folks moved on down
> > > > to the far side of town.
> > >
> > > > --Zod
> > > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> > >
> >
> > Again... I THNX....
> Good afternoon, again, you're welcome.
>

"Merci for the head in the shed, General Zed.
You couldn't hurt Dave when you bashed in his head.
I know and forgive since we all are inbred.
Oui oui, for the head in the shed, General Zed."
-- Will Donkey, from The Shitholeville Mythos

On Tuesday, January 17, 2023 at 2:07:47 PM UTC-5, cocodeso...@gmail.com wrote:
> On Tuesday, January 17, 2023 at 12:34:04 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Tuesday, November 29, 2022 at 3:31:39 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> > > > Zod wrote:
> > > > >
> > > > > Suzy Tomorrow
> > > >
> > > > > Long time ago Suzy Q.
> > > > > when I was infatuated with you.
> > > > > Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
> > > > > across the street from Grand Island High.
> > > > > How many years I am hard pressed
> > > > > to make a second guess....
> > > >
> > > > > I sip some wine by this camp fire
> > > > > so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
> > > > > I recite this poem
> > > > > as is the norm.
> > > > > Continue on in my fascination
> > > > > Suzy Q. smiles
> > > > > I can see for 1,014 miles.
> > > >
> > > > > Take a left at Buffalo
> > > > > on any given Saturday.
> > > > > Out Second Avenue
> > > > > then to the Falls for a view.
> > > > > Then like a hot rod race bound
> > > > > roaring down I-190 to downtown
> > > > > to get a last few beers
> > > > > feeling no fears.
> > > >
> > > > > Goodbye never was completed
> > > > > Suzy Q. was never mistreated
> > > > > from all those forty years
> > > > > I could have wept some tears
> > > > > When your folks moved on down
> > > > > to the far side of town.
> > > >
> > > > > --Zod
> > > > The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
> > > >
> > >
> > > Again... I THNX....
> > Good afternoon, again, you're welcome.
> >
> "Merci for the headxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Hush, Penheaded fool....!

Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> General-Zod wrote:
>> > Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> General-Zod wrote:
>>
>>>>>> Suzy Tomorrow
>>
>> >>>>> Long time ago Suzy Q.
>> >>>>> when I was infatuated with you.
>> >>>>> Carved your name on the park bench with a sigh
>> >>>>> across the street from Grand Island High.
>> >>>>> How many years I am hard pressed
>> >>>>> to make a second guess....
>>
>> >>>>> I sip some wine by this camp fire
>> >>>>> so I babble as Mike plays his lyre.
>> >>>>> I recite this poem
>> >>>>> as is the norm.
>> >>>>> Continue on in my fascination
>> >>>>> Suzy Q. smiles
>> >>>>> I can see for 1,014 miles.
>>
>> >>>>> Take a left at Buffalo
>> >>>>> on any given Saturday.
>> >>>>> Out Second Avenue
>> >>>>> then to the Falls for a view.
>> >>>>> Then like a hot rod race bound
>> >>>>> roaring down I-190 to downtown
>> >>>>> to get a last few beers
>> >>>>> feeling no fears.
>>
>> >>>>> Goodbye never was completed
>> >>>>> Suzy Q. was never mistreated
>> >>>>> from all those forty years
>> >>>>> I could have wept some tears
>> >>>>> When your folks moved on down
>> >>>>> to the far side of town.
>>
>> >>>>> --Zod
>>
>> >>>> The Suzy Tomorrow poem, excellent.
>>
>> > With MANY more yet to be written....!
>> Looking forward to seeing them.

> I need to type them and post them, they are all hand written in my note pads....

One at a time works best, imo.