Fresh out of high school,
strong in body but dense in the head.
I once worked as a furniture mover.
The company was owned by a friend.
One time, he and I worked twenty hours straight.
At 5 bucks/per, I felt like Tony Montana in Scarface.
Afterwards, I was invited to a speakeasy
to play a little after-hours poker.
The warm beer was flowing for free.
Well, you know the rest.
I was busted in less time than it takes a robin
to preen his orange velvet vest.
My boss won all of my hard-earned mint.
Although I didn't have a license
Drunk bossman let me drive his sweet Oldsmobile '88 home.
Though smokey-eyed and flat broke.
I still was a happy little blue-collar pimp.
There was Red Dawn and
Crocodile Dundee.
Full House and
The Lottery.
Road Runner and
G.I. Joe.
The Lost Boys and
Cameo.
The TMNT and
Silver Hawk.
Duck Tales and
Fraggle Rock.
Family Ties and
Growing Pains.
Pretty in Pink and
Purple Rain.
Risky business and
Young guns.
Breakfast club and
Empire of the sun.
Three's a crowd and
Stand by me.
Honky Tonking and
Human League.
He-man and
Ghost Busters.
Heathcliff and
Mario's brothers.
There was Full House
And Hairspray.
Scarface and
Expose.
Dirty Dancing and
Turner and Hooch.
Bosom Buddies and
Beetlejuice.
Madonna and
Knight Rider.
Prince and
Macgyver.
Night court and
Silver Spoons.
Flash dance
And Dune.
Fast times at
Ridgemont high.
The A-Team
And 9 to 5.
Turbo1904 ?
Integral mirror
virtual friend angel friend...
broken ... grim scarface ...
You never know what another has been through until the blood spills from the scar
We met as just two broken people trying to be whole again and over time you began to fill all my pot holes
So, tell me again how much you love me and not just for the outside
Tell me you love the scars I have on the inside that only bleed when my tears soak into my cotton shirt
The scars that made me the broken masterpiece God saw before I could even think about being the person I will be in the future
Are my scars unsightly or can you look within the beauty
Because I am tired of bleeding and looking for the one who can bring healing
I am tired of hiding and I will not cover my brokenness just to make you comfortable
Looking into your eyes as I hold your face just tell me yes or no because I don’t think I could afford to have a scar from you
It would be the hardest thing I ever faced
p.s. but I’ll be ok when I’m reloaded…
Paul Le Mat, the guy
Who drove the yellow roadster
in American
Grafitti starred in the show,
Aloha Bobby & Rose,
With friend Manuel
Padilla Jr. who played
The little kid in
The Tarzan series of the
Mid-sixties as Jai, Scarface,
Also, Grafitti,
Wanted to cash their weekly
Studio paychecks,
But they knew of the hotel
'DO NOT CASH' memo, but they had
Known of this sucker,
Behind the desk chiefly named,
Tom, so I did cash
it and made two new friends for
the longest two minutes, e'er.
***Manuel, who was two years older than me, has since passed but Paul, who was in his early thirties at the time, is still kicking at 73 years of age.
Date 08/28/2019
HOWMANYSYLLABLES.COM
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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XVIII
IF you pull a long dopey face
The least one can in this case say
You don't belong to the eskimo race
Who lament the sun sunk in iced bay
Now if you pull that long limp face
Hoping someone will notice your dismay
Best not to peek through burka-nikah lace
Take the next flight out of tent on any airway
Yet if you keep pulling that long hangdog face
Ev'ry chance you'd be called upon to act in a play
For who knows how to imitate Droopy's face
Who has heard of a cartoon dog star on Broadway
If you pulled hard at that long hangdog face
Through wearisome rehearsals day after day
Fat chance you'll be nominated to play Scarface
No long-faced dogs allowed on stage in Broadway
So if you must pull that long hangdog face
Make certain the collar the leash does not betray
The long-buried wolf in the dog might surface
And actors feast on wolf sans ShutDown back pay
© T. Wignesan - Paris, January 9, 2019
When tax is due make sure that you pay
Scarface didn't and got put away
For the feds they got wise
Took Capone by surprise
Alcatraz he went for a long stay.
So the moral of this limerick rhyme
Tax dodging is a serious crime
If you love prison life
And you wont miss your wife
Be prepared you'll go down for some time .
Written on 24th December 2018
For tax and finance limerick contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire.
( male )
Review the annals of history
Murder upon murder you'll see
Start with Adam and Eve's son, Cain
Who murdered his brother Abel in vain
Then there's Moses, the saintly lawgiver
Who murdered an Egyptian taskmaster and shivered
The greatest of playwrights, Shakespeare, didn't hedge his bets
He wrote of murder in 'Julius Caesar,' 'Macbeth' and 'Romeo & Juliet'
What of Abe Lincoln's assassin, Mr. John Wilkes Booth?
His name lives all these years later, verily and forsooth
There's Lee Harvey Oswald, shot JFK -- ended Camelot
Else his name wouldn't be worth a pee in a pot
Can't forget the serial killers, whose souls are damned:
Richard Speck, John Wayne Gacy, Son of Sam
Not to mention the 'iconic' socialists you all know:
Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Mao, and Idi Amin also
In this century you don't have to rack your brain
We've had Osama bin Laden, Bashar Assad, Sadam Hussein...
As for 'professionals,' Bonnie & Clyde are your bank robbers
And how about ('Scarface') Al Capone for a celebrity mobster?
So, you want your name to be ever remembered?
Just commit a few murders: Behead and dismember!
(fact)
I do not have a seducing eye, for you are not my type.
I do not have a seducing touch, I rather plague you.
I do not have a seducing feel, for I rather hang you.
I do not have a seducing response, that's why you will never get my water fall on you.
I do not have a seducing talk, for I am more like Scarface a smooth talker.
I do not have a seducing vibe I am sure by now you notice.
My feelings towards you will always be the way I am with every body else.
No attachment,no attraction not even by the second or a minute for you are not my type just like every one else no matter what color you are and not even to the lesb... I will never be that either.
the course of of our lives
had to fight off a zombie sucker in the night
a crust of the bisquit isthe apostrophe
some folks like to get away take a hide away from the neighborhood
KRS- 1 in my philosophy is relevant for today
Eminem is still my friend where do I even begin again
meditation, communication & soul vexation
the likes of Drake make no mistake calling out our fate
Pac is is one great brother who held his head up
fess up to Scarface with the Diary sucker
burning Todd Bridges leave him with best wishes
leave up one hump Trump to his no it all wall
sticking with the flow one mic in my hand
when to understand
love is deep inside of me my fame to flame for society
had to take a freakin break getting loose as a goose
spreading my wings on a caboose
Rat tit tat tat got some flames on my ass
no one gets by on a free pass
simpler times with ill but faded rhymes
get stearing wheels on steel thrills on every situation
now is the hour of power gots to take a hot shower
fill up a pool without any water
Eminem knows how to flow on point
just some things you ought to know
bust up the beat to promote the tempo
you gotta join in the struggle for the ill-gotten gains
of the movers and the shakers on the streets Wall and Main
we will take what we are due like the Sioux we'll count coup
on the heads of the masters and their double-talkin pastors
on the bankers and their chumps and the phonies on the stumps
on the bosses in their offas and the supers in the sweats
no more settlin for the scraps at the foot of the table
no more truck-wide income gaps ablin biddies to wear sable
at the time that we have won they will know that they are done
and we'll be sittin pretty like Scarface own the city
and the ones who called us chums they'll be fightin for our crumbs
wonderin how the heck that happened while they're suckin on their thumbs
(chorus)
first restitution
then redistribution
sweet retribution
if we don't stick together like those birds of a feather
we will never take our place on the seat of the throne
where who you want you can punish and the rest throw a bone
Not nowhere near a mastermind just highly inclined
To turn mental pictures into verbal masterpieces
Not really into the rap hame message want get through I'm
Gone be honest unless you got a gimmick or sell big drugs don't nobody hear you
Young black man going through the struggle don't nobody
see you
These days you gotta use social media get your followers up
but if it ain't making them dance it ain't what's up
The rap game done switched to you tube views instagram the
Hustle is likes that's how these new cats getting rich
Artist don't want record deals everybody independent
made top 10 greatest hits 2 pac didn't make the list tell
me this who had more hits
All I'm trying to say is I don't think message gets through
Scarface tell real stories if your not him or have a gimmick
Don't nobody hear Nor See you
SCARFACE
(13-10-2008)
He lives in pain
Everyday is a long day
Three hours of misery
Six hours of hard working
The rest time of crying
And bed time of hoping
Scarface lives in pain
No one loves him
Nobody wants him
Scarface lives in pain
He walks in his own path
He cries in his every sleep
Scarface lives in pain
Three hours of wandering the night
Six hours of searching something missing
The rest of times of regretting
And bed time of hoping
That he won't be awakened again
Unthinkably Forgiven
He runs like the rain
yet his feet stay in place
he skips to the beat of your favorite melody
but the beat like a heart murmur has no energy
he hustles like scarface and it keeps him going
but his possessions are much too big
for his mansion when it's snowing
his gold shines vibrantly like a castle in a fairy tale
but that doesn't stop him from running
to his mailbox on time to check for sales
he dresses himself fresh from head to toe
but he starts to realize
that these aren't the clothes that his father chose
from that to this nothing else goes
he's your leader in the game of life
but your follower in the one true love: Jesus Christ
As he prays, he forgets about he days...stuck in the maze
finding peace and joy, solid livin', truly blessed...unthinkably forgiven
By: Aleasha A. Martin
Never in a rush
Keeps his meow on the hush
King of his ground
Never backs down to any hound
Smut Scarface Casanova bwana stealth of a great lion. A relaxed and gentle lover Miss Kitty
purrs a sweet sexy song when king of the junk yard pride saunters along her way.
Other toms walk a wide path around the fearsome fighter. Despite his street wise charm
And cool airs he’s a man’s man and a gunsmith assistant. Always at the ready for a great
hunt or just palling around.
He doesn’t like to be pranked yet he’s quick to reciprocate a prank given the chance.
Address the grey aged cat with all due respect and a food offering to cheer his kind soul.
He lived his life his own way and died his own way in peaceful slumber hidden warmly among
the oak leaves.
True friends are hard to find and harder to replace. Smut the grey Russian blue will forever live in
our minds fondly.
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