"JANGO cloning law--4 infertile people"
W. Bush said: "Boy--there will be no cloning."
Yet what of the semi-innocent lonely & moaning?
Yes, possibly--aspects of consciousness can be contained in a single cell,
And that may be the resurrection of a madman's hell;
Still, 2 people haunting as the Hunter's Moon
Can sexually forge a selfish anti-boon;
Alas, love might be greater if it is just you
Instead of a spouse's cruel smile always glaring back at you.
"Shmoo Rules!"
So ridiculous, yet some souls are eager to be alive,
Tasting better than Navy Seals--their combat style offering no Jazz Turkey Jive;
Moreover, we know Voltaire wrote of butt cheeks being eaten,
Yet to succumb to delicious hate makes their appetites defeat'n;
Thus, have your offspring asexually--if moralists allow 4 Jango Fett's clones,
And eagerly jump into the frying pan if a wolfman wants to devour your bones,
Or for him--lay an egg--
How sweet: Shmoo loves that Saint Francis did beg.
"Little, Cyborg King"
Ladies & Germs, according 2 the Queen's English--this man was a cyborg Yankee,
Being forged during the Carter Administration when there was office work Hanky Panky;
As a result--not the 6 Million Dollar Man,
Yet an artificial pacemaker & cardioverter defibrillator made him have a football plan--
Playing running back & punter @ Slippery Rock U,
Say'n: "Hasta La Vista, Baby!" 2 many an adoring shrew.
Never 2 old 2 kick my tuff/expired Dad in the ribs,
4 he resides in the Valkyrian Ambition--where blonde babes spill no fibs.
"Foxy Virgo"
Freddie the fox--under neon-glitter of star-kissed night,
Searched for Omega-3 beneath the crescent silver of Luna's light,
Hurting in the heart as a proud hunter had trapped
Her Scorpio/coyote boyfriend aligned within her soul's map;
Thus, she didn't howl or scowl in life's direction--
Only being foxy as wisdom feeds her best intention.
"Dating Androids?"
Women--no longer complain about premature, fluidic culmination--
Unless, adoring mercurial entry for purpose of remembered penetration;
Next, men--she will be programmed not to cheat--
Unless, cerebral network hacked by machine gods wishing your defeat--
All in all, the android's soul is forged by a past resonating futureways,
Offering the silicon chance to have another wondrous craze.
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Yes--your iPhone dreams,
And if wise--it might scare the Pandemonium into you.
"Men have their fists; women have their poison"
Epidermal purple stands up in court;
Contagion masked births zero report;
Still--love should rule; hence, follow the multidimensional sign,
Knowing: the stars align us, from time to time.
Don't fall in love with every romantic glow
Until investment in each other rhymes like a free-style show.
Too, Johnny Football is the bearded-lady circus we need,
Which might offer resistance to failure in the gladiator league.
"Jango Fettology"
I dismiss the thaumaturgy of Sith magic;
Moreover, deny the vibrant-hued sword of the Jedi--a sissy-like gadget,
For all I need is perpetual belief in myself;
Plus, a sturdy blaster and jet-pack on Slave 1's shelf;
Alas, the axioms are: Good, Evil, & Neutrality in the Multiverse;
Hence, I rocket to a future that adds adventurous stories to my purse.
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