Long Zapper Poems

Thirty Eight ( Corny Cancer Poem) For Sharon

Hallmark has a million cards in their catalog
And not one of them says,
Life Sucks
American greetings had nothing that says
Thirty-eight and  Never coming home
So I hope it’s not...

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I visit the bug zapper on Tuesday
much to the radiology teams delight

I named it thus before meeting it formally
my comedic self puts up this type of dust

If you make fun of it enough
it can't cause...

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FIRST, THERE'S A NEED 
“We have a lot of dust in the house. Where does it come from?
How do we prevent that?”

THE IDEA OR THOUGHT OR REMEDY
The idea or thought or remedy was seen or...

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I swung with a vengeance but missed that damned fly
The breeze I’d created caused him to pass by
My electric racquet in underarm mode
Still failed to make that bluebottle explode

It filled me with hate as it...

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I just hear bugles i just hear trumpets and horns
I am the fool a slayer of rule an androgynous clone of make believe
thought a trance, sometimes not knowing what's real as free a rational ability
I...

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I awoke in horror
as I was under anesthetic
and meant to be unconscious.
I was a whirling floating spirit
flying over my own body.
I was in shock as I realized I was the surgeon
with scalpel and retractor in...

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Stop the clock part 2

At last got that, wretched stomach pump out,
Now where’s the clock, no more messing about,
Tricked me into eating, all that candle wax, 
This time remember, tie hands, behind his back 

Have...

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“the fate of winter moths”
sitting on the  stoop, concrete sodden with
the chill of late winter. the air
acquires a coolness like your first breath
after confessional. the Christmas lights
illuminate the porch in a motley of whites
and...

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Sweltering summer temperatures
and warm sultry summer nights
left me scratching my legs red raw
I hate receiving nasty insect bites
 
I’d slather bare limbs with cream
that the chemist had given me
Bites are an issue that I live...

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Its only 4-2
and with nothing else to do
I pen you a poem from my new temporary home

I am in Grants Pass Oregon for 5 days a week
And it's the temp home of which I speak
I put...

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I have compassion, at least that’s what I try to tell my children.
I can’t even find it within me to kill a mosquito anymore,
and I hate those little bloodsucking mosquitoes, but the sound
the zapper makes...

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Adam Actually Aced An Awesome Adventure
Bradley Boldly Baked Bad Beef
Christopher Canned Cut Cold Cuts
David Dunked Darla Dimple
Evan Ecstatically Escaped Every Eagle
Franklin Flipped Fat Franks
Gary Gerrickson Gave Gary Ginton Good Gooey Guavas
Harriet Had Hot Ham
Impish Idiot...

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Swing like a tennis pro
Swoosh as badminton flow
Dance and twril as you whirl
The magic bug zapper racket
See a bug I fling to attack it
Keep that button down
Brave electric  courrent sound
Die little insect die
Goodbye you...

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Vidtec and US Games were made for the Atari VCS.
Some of them were great while others were a mess.
US Games and Vidtec were a division of Quaker Oats.
But the creators found it extremely difficult to...

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“Nature Lover” my byline,
Hell, I even like girls
But where I draw the line
Is mosquitos and squirrels.

Love how bug zapper spark fries,
Pellet gun is so nice,
Squirrel’s carcass on ice,
Tiny smoke clouds from trap rise.

With the clean...

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Her jittery tattoo jiggled as the jagged queen walked to the kitchen.
To what degree are things amiss? She asked the eccentric cook.
The barley beer is bitter, the chef replied. He was always ’n.
What is that...

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