Multiple Personality Disorder

MPD Jaan

I hope you didn't take my comment seriously.  It was a rather poor attempt at being funny. :-).

My QoD! My QoD!

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Let’s see…

Who can I pass on to; Batty Betty?
Hold on a minute
Beside being crazy
Is she pretty or ugly?
Angry or happy?
Antsy, nasty, pissy; or gently, perky, or cherry?
Bulky or skinny?

I mean,
I need to know if I’m to give her to my ghaater
Is she bitchy or a nicey?
Grizzly or honey?
Funny or meany?

More than anything else
Does she drink Coke or Pepsi?
My ghaater is asking anxiously

Hmmmm, let me see
What rhymes with Queen of Diamonds?
Queen?
Eyes, I got eighteen
Flu shot vaccine, I got eighteen
Two on each hand times nine
I’ll not get flu till 2029

Queen rhymes with monitor screen
where I see a lass
But for a moment I thought it was laas!
I was at a loss
I thought maybe I have a gloss
Over my eyeglass
So, I looked it up, never the less
Let us see,
Lass = a sweetheart
A sweetheart Queen!
That’s what’s on my monitor screen

Diamonds rhymes with almonds
Are your eyes almonds or rounds?

QoDs, I guess, that rhymes with Gods
Lots of applauds!

P.S.  I have not seen the link to "Black hole Sun" yet.  I might reply to that later. 

Monda,

Theodore is turning in his grave.

Yolanda, Thank you for forgetting what ghaater was, and please

...forget again so we can have some more fun.

P.S.  You're correct; I can not cook tofu, but I can cook with tofu.

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Have you ever heard the saying that says “a flexible mind is a good thing”?  If you haven’t, it’s okay because only five people have ever heard of it, or used it; me and a friend of mine being two of them.  But anyway give it a try, flex your mind.  It might hurt a little in the beginning but eventually you’ll be happier with your mind.

 I’m not a sexist no matter how you want to construct it.

Mirror mirror on the wall

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Who is the most patient of them all
My playtime is so small
I have to catch up with them all
One of them is tall, one of them is a maal
One of them a doll, one of them is a fireball

Mirror mirror on the wall
Lead me down the garden path
I can do without the Queen’s wrath

Mirror, mirror on the wall ...

Who's the craziest one of all?
I see you and you see me
We each see things others don't see
What is real and what is not?
No one knows except the dot
But lead me down the garden path
And even I will start to laugh!

Sorry MPD

“My sweet dots” should not be construed as if I am a sexist man.

I had already construed that before I read your disclaimer, and unfortunately, once I do so, I cannot erase such constructions from my mind.  I have even tried surgical intervention...to no avail.  

PS/ incidentally, unless someone can correct me, I think "construction" is the appropriate word to use for "construe".  I even tried to look up its conjugation here, and it was the best result I could come up with.   

Keep on rhyming

Unfortunately I have to work for a living.  I will reply separately to every posted rhume and comment no later than the end of tonight.  Good job my sweet dots!

Disclaimer:  “My sweet dots” should not be construed as if I am a sexist man.

Thanks Yolanda!

Ghaater = mule.  I have a very dotty Farsi vocabulary, thanks to i.com!

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Hi Esther,

      I like your poem with the tongue-twisting alliterations and rhyming words. It is fun!!!! Please write more! Great job! I have a Betty Crocker slow cooker! :O)))

What is  ghaater?

Take care! 

Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"

No one sings like you any more

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
And take the pain
But leave a dot
Or leave a lot
For we who suffer MPD
Don't just like one but more like three
One for each personality

Why a dot?
Why not Multiple Polka Dots?

Dot dot dot dashes away
Dotty, dotty, all the way
Dotty, dotty, long live dotty
Better far dotty than batty
Batty Betty bought some butter
But the butter was too bitter
So she bought some better butter
For to make a better batter

Please, no Betty, maybe Julie
I already have a Jenny
But no batty Betty Crocker
Jenny's a sufficient cooker
You keep Betty for yourself
Or pass her on to someone else
You could give her to your daughter
Vater, mater, even ghaater
Yes, perhaps your ghaater got her

Alas, a lass, Setareh (QoDs)
Khalas! What could rhyme with Qods?!?

Thanks, MPD, that was fun. :)

If only Theodore could read this creation!:o)

I really like your reply to Anahid's comment.

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Hi MPD,

      OMG! You cracked me up big time for this part:

 How about kookoo?
Do you like kookoo?
Do you want me to cook for you?
Do you like tofu?
I make a wicked mixed vegies with tufo

I really doubt it that you can cook tofu....but thanks for the laugh! I am glad you are happy!!

take care!!!!

Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"

Bah bah

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Did you say kookoo? Koja? Koo?

Moi, tu m’appelle – naz koochooloo?

Ha ha, hoo hoo, Cheh Por roo! 

Me more like khor khoreh looloo

Hairy chin and one thick abroo

Tofu? Non merci

Please, Shaftaloo maybe Khormaloo

No beer for me, aussi

No marde ghor ghoroo  

Pak Tar, Tar Pak, Pat Kar

Who knows who

Be anything but

I pray – un homme pashmaloo

hooloo, hooloo!

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You like hooloo!
I'll buy you hooloo
Don't worry naaz khoochooloo
I'll buy you hooloo

How about kookoo?
Do you like kookoo?
Do you want me to cook for you?
Do you like tofu?
I make a wicked mixed vegies with tufo

come, come

come seat here
I'll get you a beer
Relax my dear
Have no fear
I know you're tired
come sleep here
I'll be near

Goodily Good

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Oh dear dear MPD

Your talk has made me all gooey and giddy

Food you say Food

Boy – that sound soooooo good

Rye you say with wine?

Oh you sly little swine

Buy ? you will Buy?

A pie please, in the sky

Caffeine in a canteen – ever so pristine

Demi-tasse or Latte?

By George – you are one hottie

No mouth I see of potty

Looloo, surely not , me likes hooloo

Tattoo? Yuk Yuk  pooh pooh

Stay I would – I surely should

Sleepy Par Tak can’t but wished she could

Are you serious!

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Do you think I would shoot you in the sky?
Why?
Why would I want you to die?
Don’t say bye
Have a seat
Have some wine with rye
Is there anything you want me to buy?
I will not deny

Don’t worry about my eye
eye, I have eighteen
Would you like something with caffeine
Would you like to go to a canteen
How about an elaborate cuisine

I promise I won’t shoot you
Don’t worry I’m not a looloo
I don’t even have a tattoo
Stay and see what we’ll get into

Maybe I misunderstood
What do you mean by piglet in the sky
Are you making fun of I ? 

Dot'n fly?

Oh my, oh my, oh my

Is that a stye on the corner of your eye?

Listen and listen well you sly

Ready your gun for a good shot

Right on the dot

See those doves that fly?

Aim wide and aim high

In between do you see the piglet in the sky?

Don’t say Aha – say Aye!

Now don’t be shy

Go on, Shoot, Give it a try

Before she goes bye bye

Pack her in the sty

Goody for you – maybe even porky pie

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 Hi MPD,

     LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

   You cracked me up!!! You must be in very good mood! Hallelujah!

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 OMG!  A couple of days ago, you wrote about porn, now you talk about "pot", Oh My Gosh!!! LOL!!!! Please do not tarnish your image!!! :O))

Be very honest with you.....please stop saying I am young...I am younger than you....but really not very young.......stop giving me too much credit!!!

Take care!!!!!!!!!

P.S. I have several pots of cactus, but I never smoke pot in my life!!

Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"

A pot!

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A pot!
A pot!
Who has a pot!
Is this an undercover plot?
We don’t smoke pot in this website
Not!  Not! Not!

(P.S.  contact me offsite)

Yolanda,

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I guess dots on the tongue
could be interpreted as having an ill tongue
You don't have an ill tongue
Because you're so young

Stay! Don't fly away!

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No!  I didn’t say a dot
Someone else said “a dot”
Someone else said “I have a dot”
I had to guess what someone else got
I have no idea how many “dot” someone else got
one dot
two, dot
three, dot
I have no idea how many dot
Maybe one dot today
Maybe many dots dashed away

O my!  how fast you fly!
Already tut-tut!
Maybe the dot is not about cot

Won’t you like to stay?
Would you like a sandwich from Subway?
Would you like a Bloody Mary?
Stay, stay!
Please stay
Don't fly away
Okay

multiple personality disorder jan

Dr. Seuss would be proud of you and your poem. Very nice indeed.  I think one of the beauties about your poem is its versatility. You can easily substiture another word for dot and it will read nearly as nice as the original. If for examle you substitute pot for dot you will get a pretty good poem. It will not be as sensual but again when you are high practically everythig including the kitchen sink seem sensual. 

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Hi MPD,

      Be very honest with you..I have no idea what you were talking about..what do mean by dots on my tongue? Do you mean cavities? caries? I have very poor imagination!

take care!!

 Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"

Dear Anahid,

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As a poetess I am sure you are well aware that once a poem is released it will take life of its own based on what readers will choose to take from it.  One pillar of poetry, among others, is ambiguity, another is puzzlement, and one is imagination.  So, imagine what you wish, and I hope you have a nice day.

O my!

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Only 3 dots!
And no dots
in your lung
How about your tongue?
Any dots on your tongue?
Yolanda, you must be very young

Here is what I've got

A dot, you say, one dot

Is this a thickened plot?

Boy, you sure are hot to trot

Fear not

Aha, I know what

A cot, peut-être avec pot

Yup - the perfect spot

Me? No - surely not

Tut tut

Truly tot, I am besot

In broad daylight, shot

What I wouldn't give for some sot

Alas, Par Tak is my lot

Very sensual poem MPD

If I understand your poem right and that is a somewhat big if, your poem is very sensual.

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Hi! MPD,

       I "work" with 3 dots on daily basis: Iraniandotcom, decimal point, and times sign:

Iranian.com ******  5.688****** 9•7

The dots, I am very proud that I don't have, are the black dots on my X-ray 'cause I don't smoke and I don't have lung cancer! Yeah!!

Thanks for your poem!

Thanks,

Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"