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1. about 10 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// By the way, I do not say enough

   just how much I like Steve Melcher’s stuff.

   I just think of my rhymes

   and don’t cite all the times

   his great jokes make me smile— humor’s tough!

   /// Yet he brings us laughs day after day,

   and provides us the forum to say,

   each in his or her voice,

   riffs on Steve’s latest choice—

   a Masterpiece, sometimes risqué.

2. about 11 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// He is one of those odd hodgepodge sights

   where each disparate feature unites:

   Zappa’s face, Groucho’s hair,

   and red shorts one would wear

   dressed as Superman, over blue tights.

3. about 11 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// Painted back in eighteen eighty-five,

   when Frank Zappa was not yet alive,

   the male model cavorts

   in his skintight red shorts,

   but from what does that hairstyle derive?

4. about 11 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// Here’s a Semi-nude Male, (no I.D.).

   Is he padding his briefs? It could be.

   A Case Study is shown

   of a face we have known.

   Looks like Zappa, without his goatee.

5. about 18 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// She’s a widow who winnows. We know

   that she can’t when the wind starts to blow.

   For the slightest small gust

   scatters grain in the dust,

   (which can only be gleaned by a crow).

6. about 19 hours ago on That is Priceless

   One man’s “truth” is another’s “alternate flax.”

7. about 19 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// The girl winnowed the wheat from the chaff

   to get grain on the Preacher’s behalf.

   He repaid with some lovin’

   and a bun in her oven.

   Now the Devil has had the last laugh.

8. about 19 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// Though it’s frustrating, best not to cuss

   or to otherwise get in a fuss.

   Siri, (like all A.I.)

   vexes us so we’ll die.

   It’s not you, Siri hates all of us.

9. about 21 hours ago on That is Priceless

   /// The ants can’t believe their compound eyes.

   On their home falls a mountain-size prize.

   Wheat, like manna from heaven,

   comes untainted by leaven,

   so there’s no need to fret it might rise.

10. about 21 hours ago on That is Priceless

    “Nothin’ backtalks fresher than a thresher under pressure in the mor-or-ornin’…”