But He Sure Did
Make A BIG DEAL
Out Of It
That One Time...
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So Incessant:
Knocking, Knocking,
Knock-Knock-Knocking...
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Knock It Off!
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Haha Funny...
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Please Shut-Up!
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Thanks For Sharing!
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Thanks For Nothing:
POE.
-Gray Squirrel
09-09-2025
The invitation spelled my name
“Eileen,” which I don’t do.
We’ve never met the bride and groom;
Her parents, though, we knew.
We skipped the wedding; sent a gift.
The thank you came today.
I laughed when I first read it;
This is what it had to say:
“Thank you very much for coming
To our wedding and, as well,
For the cookware set you gave us.”
Guess they couldn’t really tell
That among the many guests
Whose bodies added to the scene,
There were presents but no presence
Of the fictional “Eileen.”
ALLERGIES
I’m tired of these rains of salty tears
Caused by allergens in my atmosphere.
Since allergies last the entire year,
Why they’re called “seasonal” isn’t clear.
The stinging spores are always near,
Welling and swelling and telling,
I fear, of my constant felling
From constant tears.
I can’t get my eye makeup to take,
Shake, bake, or stay
Because it bleeds and flakes
Due to the water my eyes always make.
So thanks for nothing, Allergies!
?How you piss off a priss like me!
You take great liberties but show no civility,
Increasing and releasing
Dark shadows doing battle
In all places and spaces on my face;?
Usually lovely but “seasonably” ugly
From the super-puffy, very stuffy
Watery, red, and watershed
Eyes I temporarily despise
Because of these constant cries
I can’t defy, deny, or hide,
No matter how hard I try.
I’m stuck with the leaks, peeps,
So if you care about skin, nails, and hair,
Beauty tips, bowed lips, and my clever quips,
Please say a prayer my face is spared,
Not too wizened and pared
Into a beady raisin
By these godforsaken
Allergies which constantly
And relentlessly torment me!
Thanks for nothing
I thought we were a team of 2
Both you and I had each other
on which to lean on
Until 1 day I woke up and eventually
realized
I only ever really had me
And soon enough even that 1
Will eventually become
None
Jack the Jester some people call me
Quite hard living up to at times
But if you keep reading, I'll write some sillies
To help you forget winter's signs
Join the army... visit exotic places
Meet strange people, then kill them
I'd really like to help you out, dear friend
Which way did you come in
They say beauty is in the eye of the beer holder
A truer word was never uttered
It's amazing I can still come up with these gems
My poor brain is really cluttered
To all you virgins out there, thanks for nothing
This one sure gave me a giggle
It's good we have this fancy computer thingy
You'd never decipher my squiggles
You laugh because you think I'm different
I laugh because I just farted
Change is good but dollars are much better
Now do you see what you started
Thanks for something
Thanks for something.
Thanks for nothing.
Thanks for all those words you said.
Go to bed, you’ve said enough.
You’re all out of luck and I’ve got nothing to say.
Go away! Have a nice day.
Peace be unto me.
Use the force in May, to make them change their mind, maybe.
Little time left for you; time to be crazy.
I’m not listening, no more a slave to ladies.
Use a noun, not a name, hello Baby.
Left all sad at the end of a phone.
Cut the line to the lies…leave me the Hell alone!
I know you better and more than you would like me to believe,
But babe please, don’t be a tease,
Waving your love at me.
If it ain’t real then it ain’t no-thing.
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
No snow; no ice, no frost, no Santa. No fun.
I see the world’s smallest house ahead of me.
This street is ugly, I am irritated. Where is the sun?
We are going to decorate the tree tonight. Whoopee.
Christmas in a strange town, without family or friends today.
Thanks for nothing folks. I don’t know anyone in this place.
Worse, my favorite grandma is six hundred and eighteen miles away.
I slow down, dragging my backpack in a sloth like pace.
I keep my head down, so people will know better than to greet me.
I do not know anyone in California, and this place is strange and odd.
I do not look up as people pass me, maybe two or three.
Hey! Can you help me? It is a crackled voice, sounds like my Uncle Todd.
I see a man struggling with a little tree, trying to get it into a door of wood.
I am from the Midwest where everyone helps everyone, so I help with it.
When it in place, he gives me a grateful smile that makes me feel good.
Now when I pass this house with this tree, I cannot help but smile a bit.
Stress pulled Me Myself and Irene
went from nice to stubbornly mean
had to change to help me
because nobody was helping me
No respect a joke and clown
treating me without a care
as you expect broke me down
a long long time and everywhere
I went from saying please
to I will hurt you
no time or energy
no concern too
naive and nice
kind for approval
desperate to be liked
easily useable
Make effort show interest
take time to care
looking to help, notice
always be there
Hoping they’d be helpful
slowly felt a fool
needing yet still hopeful
No help at all
Listen to my mind
tell me what you think
haven’t got the time
weakening the link
Where’s the friend like me
lending hand and free
Care they’ve come to see
when in their hour of need
You treated Me Myself and Irene
and I became mean
Note the difference and complain
explain? You drove me insane
You saw the way Hank had to be
well you did that to me
started behaving how I see
thanks for nothing
Monkey
Stay off my back
All I want is my stuff back
My memories
my family
my wife
my life
My time all over again.
I’m not asking for much
I’ll meet you half way
No. My way or the high way
Keep out of my way.
Don’t bother me again
Keep the black dogs company
Monkey.
I’ll think of you often Monkey
Each time I see a sunset
Or sunrise
A clear Sunday morning
Or anything on Saturday night.
Thanks for the bad times
And the sad times
Thanks for nothing
Monkey.
Jack the Jester some people call me
Quite hard living up to at times
But if you keep reading, I'll write some sillies
To help you forget winter's signs
Join the army... visit exotic places
Meet strange people, then kill them
I'd really like to help you out, dear friend
Which way did you come in
They say beauty is in the eye of the beer holder
A truer word was never uttered
It's amazing I can still come up with these gems
My poor brain is really cluttered
To all you virgins out there, thanks for nothing
This one sure gave me a giggle
It's good we have this fancy computer thingy
You'd never decipher my squiggles
You laugh because you think I'm different
I laugh because I just farted
Change is good but dollars are much better
Now do you see what you started
© Jack Ellison 2014
In my life all you ever gave was pain and
Saddiness. Killing all my dreams of a future
Never giving me any encouragement .
Only leaving bruises and scares on me.
Always thinking I needed you in my life just
Because you helped give me life
What kind of life did you give me? When all
The words and actions showed me no love.
Always leaving me to feel anger towards the
World . So thanks for nothing . God has given
Me more love and strength then you ever did
As a father. I thank God everyday for all the people
He gave me to show me the love you never did.
People always say
All you need is love
But for me
That's something I want nothing of
Over and Over
It's the same as before
They act like they love me
Then leave me for a whore
I'm done with it forever
I just can't stand the pain
Every time this happens
Tears pour out like rain
This time I won't cry
I won't even shed a tear
Because of what you've done
I will never reappear
You did the same as them
And acted like an ass
Any time you talk to me
I'll ignore you and walk passed
I can't believe you did this
I told you that I cared
Instead you chose to ignore
What I had feared to share
Thanks for nothing
You dumb piece of s**t
After what you tried to pull
This is definitely it.
First chapter:
She gently sooths my soul with a quixotic grasp
Yet she’s a ruthless (use imagination)
Her emotions unstable like pitches in opera
She teases touching and leaving like breezes
Love works like God…in mysteries
2nd chapter:
I read faultless poems by my elder poets
My heart temper tantrums from elaborate adjectives use to describe her
My eyes bleed, squinting wishing they never laid pupils on these poems
Final chapter:
Reading poems of confusion from elders
Poems based of melancholic love tragedies
Passion filled tragic that plagues me in an immature form
How naïve to believe that adults would’ve figured her out
My peripheral vision fights over the red X button and the next poem button
The X button wins.
No one can figure out the depths of love.
Thanks for nothing.
Love and peace.
Thanks for ignoring
My pathetic pleas.
Thanks for all
My insecurities.
Thanks for infection
And thanks for disease.
Thanks for nothing;
Just bad memories.
Thanks for teaching me to rise when I fall....
Maybe I’m thankful after all.
I’m following you
on a Friday night
Once again you said
that you were too busy
for our date night
Now I’m sitting in the corner
being ignored
Thanks for nothing you [tramp]
It’s like I don’t exist
but you promised it would never be like this
I insisted you deserved better than me
a position your persistently denied
And here you are focusing on another guy
So I’m seeing that you were just being kind
all the compliments were [merely] lies
While you’re slamming the door in my face
I know that I’m in the wrong place
And now I see that your love
is laced with a stranger
So I’ll just leave discretely in anger
while the sight impales my tearing eyes
I should have stayed in bed
and loved you forever
believing your [countless] lies
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