Long Johny Poems

When I was young I dreamed of being a superhero whenever I would play…
I might be Superman…or a knight in shining armor searching for a dragon to slay.

I dreamed of being that person who ran...

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1996 when any music styles created became instant hits
To much R&B, rock, rap and any other genre that fits
I remember waking up early, to see my mom say hay hun
Well, she thought that but truth...

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Imagine juicy diamonds on our fingers the size of nickels 
      and old polaroids on ourselves, hungry for some fresh film
for capturing moments like the ones we have down by...

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Simple sutle silence solicits the soul.
 Another night in lyrical trance
I can't see the stars in east coast sky
Because ima burn to bright and keep the subjects 
dence like a tablespoon of moon brought home...

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Three Forty Five Connection


Wednesday afternoon? I don’t remember
Technology---helper drives me crazy
Not a magic mirror you brought me
Yesterday afternoon? I don’t remember 
Seeing each other, both were smiling

“Does he feel what I feel?”
“I guess he feels”
Or...

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Ode to Fanny 

Her start in life was rather poor
with wastrel parents, ones to abhor
She avoided living in the gutter
Earning enough for her bread and butter

Her break in life came rather later 
Before, bigamy and...

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With Christmas time coming
It's time to call Jack
Sears needs a Santa
to get the Families back

They look for his number
It's no where to be found
They look in all the drawers
Managers buzzing all around

Then almost like magic
Who...

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johny sooter our old friend,
was chasing witches once again,
in the night they fly around,
flying fast without a sound,
with his horse johny said,
ye old witches will soon be dead,
while he drinks spirits in the night,
he,s in...

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TWO JOHNY WALKERS ON THE HOUSE

LINE THEM UP IN FRONT OF ME
GIVE ME FOUR AND ONE FOR FREE
LET ME DROWN MY PAIN IN BLACK LABEL
BECAUSE I'D STOP CRYING IF I WAS ABLE

I ASKED THE BARKEEP...

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I wish I had the guts to tell the neighbours how I feel
When little Johny's violin begins to scratch and squeal.
I know it's only early days but really even so
You'd think he would have learnt...

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Quirky things that confound and confuse me,
Must include those remarks which bemuse me.
Though our language is reasoned at heart,
There are questions to ask of this art.

‘Bob’s your uncle’ – well, simply not true!
Mine are Jimmy...

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What a beautiful fairy with a face like the sun
She winked at me and then left me to stun
I couldn't feel my breath, I felt none
I've been looking for my missing rib. I wish she...

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