Parental Advisory

HEAR YE. HEAR YE. HERE WE
PROPOSE TO POSIT PROSE POETRY
FORMING FORMS OF CONTINUOUS CONNECTIVITY
TO COMMUNICATE CONSIDERABLE
CONTEMPLATIVE REFLECTIVITY.


SIMPLY PUT, WE POSE THIS WHERE
PROSE POETRY IS WHAT YOU’LL HEAR
WHEN WONDERING WHERE THE TIME WENT
WHILE READING SUCH RHYME WONDERMENTS
AS OFT WE’VE WROUGHT, AND REVEALED THUSLY
EACH WHIT OF WIT WRITTEN HIERONYMOUSLY.

Canna-Blessed

When I say, ‘Bless you.’, I’m guessing you sneeze, 
so I mean to bless you with words such as these. 
I’m guessing such blessings for sneezes appeals 
to those who also like to eat God blessed meals, 
so should you be eating, I’d repeat what I’m saying 
for those who supposedly would then be praying, 
and since this brief blessing suggests itself seen, 
you now get to choose just how blessed you have been 
by adding your blessings to those you have read, 
and simply affirming, ‘I’m blessed.’, in your head. 



Confession is good for the sole of your foot. 
I hope you can cope well when my foot is put 
to task. If you ask me a question I'll say, 
Walk with me. Talk with me. Have a great day
wherever you are, whether far or much nearer.
I don't know how I could make this any clearer.
God bless you. I guess you could say I've confessed
to all a man can, when a man's #cannablessed.

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