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Bonfire (Blogophilia 51.6)

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Another log on the bonfire As they cuddled under his cloak She knew where it was going He knew how far. He said: "I want to hold your hand" And he adorned it with a star. "Will you marry me and be my wife?" Her face reflected that star "I would love nothing better from life." So many years gone by now Joy and pain Stitches in time On their tapestry Etched their faces Under a cloak As they face the bonfire.

Your Oldies Radio (Blogophilia 15.5)

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It’s a bright good morning here on WOFT, Old Fart’s Radio.  I’m Harry Handy, your randy dandy radio host.  Have you had your Metamucil today? Good.  Here, we spin songs so old, they really should be science experiments.  Moldy and goldy. We had a programming meeting here at the station.  We call them “Come to Jesus” meetings because our Station Manager sounds like Jimmy Swaggart in a motel room with a stripper.  All fire and brimstone .   But, I digress.  The meeting really was about adding more energy here at the Old Fart, because our ratings are lousy except for the over 50 demographic.  But that fits.  The Colonoscopy Contingent.  You and me and everyone else that still uses this outdated technology called terrestrial radio.   Speaking of fire, here is song about that very subject…. …And that was, of course, the Little Bastard himself… Every now and then, we get calls.  Yes, real ...

The Zealot

Dubai shone like a mirage.   Something in the air brought on from the heat waves from the sand below.   It is a magical city that is as wicked as Gomorrah.   To the Zealot, it represented everything evil in the modern world.   The buildings and towers rise toward the sky like so many steel penises looking for whores to service them.   And the infidels stream in and out like so many worker bees, moving dollars, yen, for the Zionists. This newest one.   Dubai Tower.   The local media celebrates its entry in the Guinness Book of World Records as the tallest occupied building.   It is finished, but not.   Only the bottom 20 or so floors are being used and everything else is for show.   It reminds him the story of the tower to heaven he read in the Jews’ scripture.   The man had traveled much from his home in the Saudi desert and was considered wise in his homeland.   He had been to Evil Zion, Evil US and Evil Deutschla...