©7 Spot Winner - Artimus The Poet, Susan Manley 12/24/2024
Inspired by a meme and my boyfriend.
Chet wore his plaid pants up to his pencil protector
People ran from the cafeteria when they saw him
He was an incessant talker
Never let anyone else speak
We have all been cornered by him
His prattle is boring; scientific crap
Stuff none of us care about
Quantum physics, montum shizzicks,
We don’t even believe in whatever it is
We are from the Midwest
in a town of two thousand
He may be my cousin, but I am the first to say
Clear out of the way, I have to get out of here
He is an educated idiot
Spewing facts right and left
Over our heads they go, bouncing round the walls
flicking into the furniture like bullets
No one is interested!
We back up as he edges into our personal space
He has no boundaries,
it is all about him
and it is annoying
to those of us who
have a life.
Geek
Pass me a tablet
Pass me my phone
I'll order a take-out
To arrive here by drone
My eyes may be square
But behind them you'll see
One hundred percent human
Undespicable me
It's hard to relate
When your words are at loss
Though I'm happiest really
Ninja fighting a boss
There's a place sitting by me
Though I'm never apart
From my digital world
There's a space in my heart
I just need to complete
Not a level or zone
But this half finished person
To declare myself "home"
Jinjagoliath
5th February 2023
It's a lot of fun,
being a geek on the beach,
He dug thirty-two escudos',
in less than a week.
all solid gold,
from the lost fleet.
He found fourteen more,
and stayed for three weeks.
With some of the score,
bought a custom jeep.
Yup, it's a lot of fun,
being a Geek on the Beach.
The crux of this poem,
is mostly just luck.
Though dreams come true,
near Vero, His did.
Computer-virus
A type of sirus?
Dog eared pedantic
Repetitive on automatic
Amorphic invasion maybe
Pushing for an erasion
Removing African
Eroding the Eurasians
Punishing most Asians.
Compute such dogma’
Hirsute not an option
In streamlining concoctions
Refuting forbidden
Ideas free and falling,
In ides of transitioning
Islands of resistance
Enlightement most insistent
Fighting fiercely for freedom
Against the force of dis-reason.
Also think again?
On that verbiage?
Does it define our
Stagnant garbiage?
©Joe Maverick 13-6-2022
Playtime in the bone-pit.
Sanctified ritual amalgamates
sawdust savagery with infantile hunger
and births a blank recognition
within the eyes of the disbelieving.
What is it?
Praise be to the Geek.
Empty, gone and automated he devours
his daily bread of chickens and rodents with
a dry heroin mouth that grinds and chews
towards infinite sideshow pay days.
Strange but true!
Mister, he was made for it.
Humiliation sets in the veins like road tar,
inducing another bite of feathered neck
and flapping wing as his eyes fix on a
deceased, interior landscape that was once him.
All Alive!
The saint reflected.
Beyond self, he is indestructible.
Through tooth and stomach, he has
relinquished the facades of love and hate and
in his mouth they see themselves.
And they’ll always pay to watch him eat.
let new stack = new "happy face cheese burger cat"
add args 'cheese' and 'burger' and "cat'
to ''annoyed nursery''
also add ''break'' where ''necessary''
love Lani and insert smiley
insert Lani signature
check for syntactic errors
end stack
The stud kicked sand in the face of the geek
Shook his golden curls: "You're so very weak."
The geek worked out every day
New muscles proudly displayed
Kicked 'golden curls' halfway to Mozambique
I'm letting out the geek in me
he's on a different frequency,
a freak of nature you must see
feeding you the ecstasy,
I've got a brain far superior
and a pencil case by my side,
a foot that's got bacteria
an athletes foot in my stride,
I could show you my toe
with my in growing nail,
I could blow my nose
or fart out a smell,
H2O on my Epiglottis
stops fluid to my Trachea,
you don't know what that is
absolutely no idea,
Stuck in a Freaky Friday I must
touch Miss Lindsay Lohan's bust,
but then I feel her down below
and all I flipping feel is crust,
See this is the geek in me,
virgin nerdy freaky,
bird is a word, I'm free,
a bumblebee,
flying up high over trees
when I have the right breeze
but if I ever fly out to sea
I'm sure I'd be deceased.
Trump and a Geek
Trump wanted to peek at a gorgeous geek,
As on his lush bed she had started to leak;
Was stunning;
Shower running;
Pollution was found when going in creek.
Jim Horn
A Geek at Play
a dork
from York
mistook
the rook
for knight
in flight.
defend
till end?
too late
check mate!
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© 26th October 2016
There was a woman
Today at the bookstore
On Bardstown Road
Her hair was purple
With a little green
Mixed in for class
I guess
She had glasses with
Black frames
Wearing a blue dress
Her breasts were pointy
Firm and round
I smiled at her
She smiled a fake smile
And we went
Our separate ways
Too bad I said
She was a nerd
Just a geek
Just my type
I work in an office
where they call me a geek
You can call me a wizard
But don't call me a freak
I'm a happy soul
Yes a handy technician
Bright computer buff
handsome and good looking
I keep all the operators
Working it out
If a machine breaks down
I'm here to help out
But don't mess with me
I could ruin your day
One press on your keyboard
And I'll blow you away
You're the one to be left
Looking like a clown
So don't call me a freak
When I ain't around
I work in an office
where they call me a geek
You can call me a wizard
But never a freak
The workers in here
They come and they go
I belong in this office
I'm part of the show
Yes
I work in an office
Where they call me a geek
Not very polite
But it's better than freak
© Copyright KC. Leake
10th January 2015
All Rights Reserved
Purely Fictional !!
Her four eyes laugh louder than her mouth,
Her childish lips are funny like that funny stout.
She’s fifteen and is fond of writing about fiction,
She’s the coolest of cool despite of her uncool diction.
She is both funny and scary when she gets mad.
He secretly likes her because she’s averbose brad.
Her leadership outstands in a troop so well,
Her glasses of wisdom are equipped in an infinite duel.
Looking that cad standing with her old pink fashioned device,
Is the Jane of all trades who exerts county efforts that thrice.
Out of nowhere is the girl who is a friend of anyone,
She is as bubbly as me who is likable by everyone.
Peeping the next years of her life,
Is the girl who is bounded of glitters of cozy lite.
Peeping the next years of her one long battle,
Is a courageous success without a fearful rattle.
Geek is such a simple word
Through my life I've always heard
By so called family and friends
Who always seemed to break and bend
Me in so many directions
I just wanted their attention
To say I felt inside
But too often stubborn pride
Kept emotions held way down
So I would just wait around
Hearing things about how I
Was so fragile and would cry
When they told me how I need
To loosen up and be free
Take a drink once in a while
But that was no in my style
To use booze for having fun
I'm me, not like everyone
Who think they need to follow
Others, but it leaves them hollow
Acting different than they are
Will not get them very far
Because their real identity
Isn't what is being seen
So I'd rather be a nerd
And have my true self be heard
Even though I'm getting pressure
I will be my own great treasure
Sticking to not doing things
Drugs, alcohol, and smoking
Are three vices I won't do
Seeing what others went through
In my life and I will not
Take away what's in my heart
And keep a promise that I made
Never to make those same mistakes
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