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YOU ARE ENTITLED TO ENTITLE THIS ONE YOURSELF
Whenever I stop to think of it
I don’t stop to think of it
I eliminate the crap, the slop and the rest of the s**t (phew, almost forgot the infantile *’s)
Did you ever think it ironic that if you take George Washington’s initials and sandwich an “I” in
the center of “G” & “W” well simply view the results
It might just be me, but I happen to think that parents, under no circumstances
Should be allowing the chances that their baby may mistake a live rattle snake for a rattle
Who is the bigger coward, propose I,
The man who wants to die and can’t
Or the man who wants to die and does?
So I’m talking to this recent immigrant from China who spoke fluent but broken English, so I
said “you know what Cum of Sum Yung Guy” I said that because that’s his name. in any
event, I said wow, some day in November I think we get a day off from work but I don’t recall
why.
Cum replied rapidly, “Because it’s ******** day”
Did you ever have a severe and urgent urge to take a lot of dynamite, stick it in your sibling’s
ear and light the fuse
But going to jail is a lost to lose
So I never did it
I often get this overwhelming feeling that I am a lizard clamped by the powerful beak of an
egret, as he tosses me from head to tail, as I pray for only one more breath of sweet Florida
air.
Actually I hate
This state
I hate Florida’s flora
And I hate it’s fauna
And I’m convinced, in mid-august, this is where Satan comes for a hellishly hot sauna ©
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P.S. and I maintain, and I maintain strongly, that I believe to this very moment Jesus Christ of
Nazareth used grape Kool-Ade to change water into wine, I mean if he was the only begotten
son of God, a trick like that wouldn’t impress my mother’s aunt’s first cousin’s uncle’s twice
removed pet chimpanzee
DID YOU KNOW THAT REPEATINGS ONE’S STATEMENTS IS AN EARY SIGN OF ALZEIMER’S
DISEASE
DID YOU KNOW THAT REPEATING ONE’S STATEMENTS IS AN EARLY SIGN OF ALZEIMER’S
DISEASE
HEY, IT WAS ONLY A SEIZURE, THE GUY LIVED DIDN’T HE?
I understand those people who say “this is a wonderful land”
“oh my, it’s simply gracious, graceful and grand”
Those are usually the ones whose house is their’s free and clear
They say, “happiness and wondrous things are offered to us right here”
I hear them when they talk about their new Caddy coup in forest green
A neighbor says, “Good luck guy, may it long remain pristine”
I see little Joey who will mature and soon leave his mom and dad
They say “Boy that little Joey’s certainly has grown into such a laudable lad”
“Note to self:” a man jots down in his new I-Phone, “Marge says “we need milk”
“Oh surely you know Marge, the one who looked so exquisite at the ball baring Taffeta and
silk”
While playing golf they speak only of the finest, biggest, and priciest for these men of leisure
As they ignore the poor fellow at hole six who’s having a mother f*****g seizure
“is that your cell-phone Mack, or yours Jack, oh, it could be mine?”
It is mine so wait for me at hole number nine”
All you have to do is look around and see the antithesis of a grand design
I’m a forty year old man whose a caddy with no caddy coup and life for me ain’t so f*****g
fine
I work for tips, run for busses and am a slave for a pittance
And to all this s**t--- s**t I’d like to say “good riddance”
They say “live each day as if it were your very last”
While each dawn I awake and pray this day be my last----- based upon my past
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and don't say no......i'll bet you if i had asked you to wrte me a poem about the beauty of a
mother with a nest of eggs,but make it as funny as you are capable of being...methinks you
may want to write for the wrong reason
A MANIAC FROM LIKE UPSIDE DOWN ON THE EARTH SHOULD HAVE WRITTEN THIS:This is the
meanest poem sandi ever read!
PROUD TO BE A FATHER TO FEATHERS
She picked that particular point on the porch
Where hung a philodendron by the flame of a Tiki torch
My wife and i never witnessed her arrival
But the bird knew now it was a matter of survival
The mama kept going to that plant and I wondered why
And when I saw her reason it made me saliently sigh
Within the potted plant she’d picked out with such care
Suddenly it turned into six tiny eggs in their mama’s little lair
I'd silently and quickly check on mama and her brood
Without a sound I’d make certain mama had enough food
It was thrilling to watch each day and to share a mother’s heart
Alas I knew one day the fledglings would, by instinct, depart
Well I checked every day and sometimes even at night
In the dark I would worry and check if the eggs were all right
i knew very soon they would hatch so i gathered each egg gently for safety’s sake
because i didn't want them to break before my wife could use them to make a most moist and
marvelous cake
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WOULD EVERYBODY PLEASE WRITE TO LADY L. AND TELL HER TO SHAKE HER TAIL FEATHERS!
HARBORED IN HELL
Well it looks like a special morning every one
Except for me who sees what a another salacious evening has done
No stars this eve be painted on a canvas of black
No brightness when another sun comes back
have you ever woken up at 5A.M. only to fear the sun?~
have you ever been frightened of a god with a gun?~
have you ever wished you were a shadow to shun?~
Was there one day in your life when you said "game over, collateral damage done"?~
did you ever awaken when midnight is three hours old and you want to run?~
Slip on your new second hand running shoes and run into the fearsome sun
and then there's that first bird who begins his song too early and is screeching in your ear
have you ever felt like shooting it to death without shedding a single tear?
tears, s**it, i start to cry and a f*****g flood will suddenly appear?
Have you ever opened your eyes and wished you'd never done so?
Just another night and another day of drudgery and another cup o' joe
While liars and lepers won't let me go
as they swear to things i don't want to know
Have you ever awoken with the wish to have been taken to the other side?
because he vowed, she wowed, and the rest of them f*****g lied
did you ever try in earnest to lift open your weary eyes and want your 'morrows to slip away?
Well all I can say and swear on a star to is that I've just described my average day
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REQUISITE RECOLLECTIONS
I recollect it was sometime between childhood and the alter
You weren’t allowed in our club for only boys
The one midst the leaves of that old oak tree from which we hung
When we were young
I recollect us changing,
not year by year but day by day
Each day we talked about disparate dreams
Delightful differences to which we so tightly clung
When we were young
I recollect it was somewhere between one day and the next
You went to sleep angry, I went to sleep remembering the music
All the voices singing in harmony that we were treated to
Lo, I fell asleep remembering all the hope filled songs the both of us once sung
When we were young
I recollect a vow once made midst pews and stained glass windows
While staring into the eyes of our future and what was to come and what was to grievously go
There was a time I would have let you in that club for only boys
Except I excluded you because vehemence was victorious over vows
I recollect it was somewhere between a thousand smiles but and a hundred thousand frowns
And some men like me are born and bound to come out of a little car with a hundred other
clowns
One night We both vowed that we will allow no love song go unsung
And maybe that’s what keeps us young
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DID I OR DID I KNOT?
DID I OR DID I KNOT?
Upon this day I proclaim
Nothing about this day should be the same
Birds should not be singing
Church bells should not be ringing
Doves should not be cooing
lovers should cease their wooing
And as for me I don’t know what I should be doing
Do I celebrate having an alliance with a woman for 63 years
Or do I sit here and cry sixty-three thousand tears
Worst of all is that since her breath came to halt
Everyone thinks the thing’s I’ve done killed her early and it’s all my fault
The sky is still blue, the sun is still bright
But what agonizes me most is what if they’re right?
If I hadn’t sliced off another piece of her heart would she still be here?
And I cannot repent because why ask for forgiveness for something I cannot bear?
I can’t say I’m sorry, but I’ve said it time and time again
And now I feel as though I’m a pariah and the worst of all men
Did I really kill my mother with my actions, desperate as they were?
The only recompense and sense is that the only one who would say no was her
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How could so many children
be so emotional and deadly
to say so many bad statements
and still be mentaly steady
barely be alive and
cross the line already
How could another
person look you in the eyes
smile and whisper
a long line of lies
people like this,
I wish I could despise
for my pain
you wouldn't want to memorise
I ask of you to tell me
whats your earliest memory,
mine is my seven year old life,
and nothing before
it was what made my life
broken and poor
for I remember every color
underneathe the light
from every eyes in the room
being on you
being arrested on sight.
For something that you didn't do
that was the day you became
the so called man you are today
you were mistaken for guilty
and thats what you became
instead of a theif
you became a lier by nature
my own father having lust for his
creation, so why do you hate me
oh daddy why did you rape me?
for The day I turned seven
everything changed,
you never acted near the same.
I don't remember who did it first
you or the neighbor boy,
which was worse,
him fourteen and you twenty-nine
me only seven
you both crossed the line
I CAN’T SEE, IS THAT A FOUNTAIN OR A MOUNTAIN?
Do you see that mountain which towers us to ants
If a dude climbs that he’s got to get short of breath and
patenttly pants
There are rocks to hold on to but you’d better hang on tight
Unless you want to take a thousand foot unscheduled flight
The idea is to go up and prevent any of us to go down early
I worried about Big Bob, because he’s smart but burley
Now let’s begin the ascent and make a pact that we will prevail
Not one of us twenty two people cannot fail
So we grab hold of the rocks and first it wasn’t so scary
And a few minutes later is when I prayed for a mountain climber’s fairy
With each rock we gripped our resolve became stronger with heart
Every crevice, every stone and every natural element played its part
The first three days weren’t that bad, not as bad as expected
After day number four you’re apologizing to anyone you ever neglected
Then arrives five, because the fifth day is when you run out of hope
And some can’t take it and climb the mountain for more dope
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OMNIPRESENT OMNIPOTENCE
It was the worst tragedy I’d ever care to see
And it happened to me
It was the first tragedy my life would undergo
It was a tragedy worse than a roaring ocean’s undertow
There was blood involved and painful screams
There was torture beyond my malevolent dreams
Many were there to watch the agony displayed
Bloody hands, bloody sheets, blood that will never fade
That blood is a reminder of the day torture came to call
I can envision the bloodiness and agony of it all
A woman moaning and begging for the pain to end
As for me that day of torture left scars no one could ever mend
“oh please dear God,” the woman pled
“end this torture for another’s body I have bled”
Now this may not have been the worst torture on earth
But for me that omnipresent torture began on the day of my bloody birth
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WHY ARE YOU THREE PEOPLE READING THIS INSTEAD OF READING THE WORDS OF A
SATIRICAL GENIUS?
I read a poem on here this very early Friday morn,
Of dealing with bullies that have left them quite torn,
I have also dealt with this abuse on the internet too,
"You're fat, you have no skills, you're a nut and cuckoo."
"Your blogs are ugly, you will go nowhere in this life",
These bullies mean to hurt, harass and cause you strife,
But if you bend over to them and allow this type of pain,
They will just do it to another human being in their vain.
They simply are unhappy with their lives and no self esteem,
They enter your happy world and pierce your blood stream,
They will try to rob your happiness and all hobbies you love,
Keep this in mind, they will be judged one day from above.
Until that day happens my advice is the purest and very true,
File a legal peace warrant of space between the both of you,
They can not contact you legally or not bother you anywhere,
Your life will become peaceful dreamy instead of a nightmare.