In Christmas this old man thought time was good
to drink foaming beer as much as he could.
Fell asleep after last sip,
did not fore-feel he would drip,
needed diaper cuddling babyhood.
The man in the elevator farted,
The smell was like a rotten salmon fish,
He mocked everyone as the gas parted,
Since provoking our anger was his wish.
Alas, he stained his white pants with his mess,
He couldn't leave the smelly elevator,
Yet he needed a toilet to access,
He begged a shirt from a nearby waiter.
He refused because of his bad manners,
A woman gave him four menstrual pads,
That he used as a protective banner—
Like young children, he turned it to a fad.
Another kind woman gave him a skirt,
Had we not known, he would have claimed Scottish,
Still the skirt was stained with a little squirt,
We wish his foul manners he'll abolish.
Fresh off the teat, throttle on bottle
Fresh on the feet, waddled a toddle
Tot spit out a noodle
Then spit out a doodle
"MOM!...You gotta swaddle my waddle!"
I took my new friend from Mars,
to the store not to the bars.
He was accompanied by his little green dog,
many thought he was a funny looking frog.
They messed their little green suits,
so no more fresh fruits.
A diaper they will need,
so they can go home and be freed.
Politicians and diapers must be changed often, and for the same reason.
Mark Twain
no wonder Washington is a stinking cesspool!
Swimming in the pool was Lou- Lou,
In distress yelled, ”MA! Gotta poo !”
Momma was too late.
So the cowboy, Nate,
stuck in head n'said, “Howdy-DOO!”
Many people pamper their pets
Love them so much
Treat them as small children
A dog with a diaper on
For cleanliness
A dog with a mask on
For hygiene
A dog with clothes on
For tidiness
A dog with dog foods
For nutrition
A dog goes to veterinary
A specialist
To pets they pay a lot of attentions
Maybe they deserve
How about their own children
And the oldies
Don't they deserve more
Sometimes children are left to the nurseries
Sometimes oldies are left in the old folks home
And their pets are always with them
Always being attended to
I'm lost
Does God says anything
About this discrimination
I wonder
He just walked out and the baby has no golden diaper.
The floor is littered with cigarette ashes from yesterday dream.
He just walked out and the tears of a young mother lingers around the house.
The cupboard is not happy with rats.
He said the government is unfaithful with his hands yet angels meets with him at heavens gate for supper.
There are more garden to see angels.
He just walked out and the baby is crawling after him.
Suddenly the door is open with the breeze of his demise.
The household is in awe on his broken dream.
STIER'S SNIPER POOPY STOOPY DIAPER--
Stier Fire
MAYBE BABE
STINKY WINKY
POOPY STOOPY
Stier Fire
Sniper Diaper?
.
12/20/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2018©
.
I think
then wink
I gently wipe her
and in your face
I rub the diaper!
01/05/2018
She told me I was “full of it”
As she walked away.
I muttered
“What?”
Then sat
in lightly drizzling
sun
repeating
“damn!”
“what have I done?”
The curbstone bruised
my pouting cheeks
stray dogs gazed sadly
at my plight
and then - dear god!
an awful thought
“what if – oh no”
“could she be right”!?
I slowly loosed
the sticky things
holding the package
without pins
to gaze upon
the fetid mass
of twisted logic’s
compost bins.
She claimed a simple
turnabout
as what goes in
must come out.
Alas, at times,
we must admit
all of us
are full of “it”.
John G. Lawless
©4/16/2018
"Cut that crap out"
says hemisphere
left to right
sending
cerebrums cavorting
minding thoughts
contrite
siding
best scrape away
that sludge grudge
and blight
seeing
changing the mind's diaper
gives a clogged mind
fresh sight
18.04.14
Composed for John Lawless'
Changing The Diaper Of The Mind
Facebook addiction… I just don’t understand it
what a load of utter twaddle!
I don’t give a turgid toss about what you are doing
and your incessant need to share with your ‘bestie’ and the world
Are you so insecure you have to detail your every ‘movement’
From the moment you get up to the moment you turn the light off to sleep
Neither do I want to know who you were sleeping with last night!
Who cares what you had for breakfast, dinner or tea
Only babies regurgitate after they have eaten!
And no …I don’t want to see a pic after you ‘dropped your load’ – ugh
There are some things that should remain private!
You detail everything you had for your birthday and Christmas
Then tell the world you are going on holiday for two weeks
No wonder Burglar Bill just loves morons like you!
There is only one way to rid your mind of this continual crap
Put down that electronic device and get real!
Changing the Mind’s diaper Contest
Sponsored by John Lawless
4/7/18
DIAPER RASH
They took me out again
on a short leash
bag ready
just in case.
I had been trained
not to go
in the house,
to be subservient
to my masters,
repeat only
what I’d
been taught
regurgitate
the answers
sought.
They taught
I learned
by rote
and then……
they removed
the diaper
shook out all
my errant
thoughts,
patted my head,
let me
off leash.
I cleansed
my backside palate
“WHAT A LOAD!”
I fled - still flee -
the tortures that remain
lodged in my head.
John G. Lawless
4/5/2018
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