Someday soon I am going to be in a big parade
I’m not going to be the Grand Marshall, of course,
I would ride a motor scooter if I were not afraid.
I’ve given thought to a Shriner’s tiny car charade
Actually, I’d prefer a fancy-clad palomino horse
Someday soon I am going to be in a big parade!
My best friends have suggested I visit an arcade
Indulge my imagination without possible remorse
I would ride a motor scooter if I were not afraid.
At my age my children say I should be more staid
Foregoing my grand illusions, I consider the source;
Someday soon, I am going to be in a big parade.
I promise you, I’ll be sporting my finest brocade
As I’ve never been known to be tawdry or coarse
I would ride a motor scooter if I were not afraid.
I’ll be tricked out with a necklace made of jade,
And I’ll be tossing candy and cheering until hoarse
Someday soon I am going to be in a big parade
I would ride a motor scooter if I were not afraid!
Written July 31, 2022
Categories:
tricked out, celebration, fun, me,
Form: Villanelle
Fear or embrace? What you don’t understand. The man or woman, on the street, tasked to protect our meat, wear stars to proclaim their feat. They don’t have the time to decide what they see, is a threat to you and me. What’s the answer to using tasers or obsolete batons, instead of deadly force, that closes the door.Look to other countries where sons and daughters spend mandatory time in military or polezi. No time for them to party or turn into a crack whore. Who would shoot their own sons, daughters, when they fell out of line, even if tricked out of their mind. Could fear and initial drawing of the Glock, be replaced by understanding embrace before walking that walk? Isn’t the fabric of society on a time clock?
Categories:
tricked out, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
I see you straight tripping
When you see my cell phone still flipping
Yeah, you think you're the shizzle
Drop it in water it still gonna fizzle
How's this for a paycheck paper weight
Its still gotta a two hour battery life you hate
Can ya playlist still find that song, I shuffled
All I hear is your nursery rhyme muffled
Yeah, you're all hot, one tricked out pony
Bet ya still payin for it, how's that rice-a-roni?
Take ya high maintenance attitude down the street
While I'm still singing to my own beat
Take ya little bench warming money trap
School's over, hope you got the app
Categories:
tricked out, slam, technology,
Form: Rhyme
A drop tricked out
And the pain laughed
I was born.
In that towel of love
My cheeks lured all
I was kissed.
A relief after dissection
Opened my heaven
I was suckled.
Sweets and celebrations
Filled the air
I was loved.
A cry of agony
Hurt many, yet soothed a few
I was named.
And for that one word NAME
How much they argued
I was renamed.
Better to be nameless
Than to bear one that hurts
And let me be Humane
With my name LOVE
Categories:
tricked out, life,
Form: Free verse
Satan released my mind from it's cage
i sold my soul for a beautiful fox named Amy
Satan showed me some love gave me a
tricked out ride Amy was driving Satan seating
shotgun we were at the club drinking and
dancing the night away we went for a drive
Satan had a wicked smile he said trust me
let's drive like hell i felt i was flying and on top
of the world nothing could go wrong we
stopped for 6 hit the gas got it real fast
Amy got a text dropped her phone she looked down
crashed and smashed the under taker gave me
a dirt bath now i am in Hell Satan wisdom
fooled me what the hell alarm clock went
off i was awakened it was only a dream
Please Don;t Scream
Categories:
tricked out, adventure, confusion, depression, fantasy,
Form: Verse
Oh my goodness,
what humans are willing to bare
to attract...
Beyond, the mock and mocking bareness
lies the convoluted angst of man,
pleasure seeking, in a self gratifying
wallow of excretions.
The need to roll…down the road…in the hay
to move like corpuscles down
the multitudinous arties of man.
Some draped in fuchsia, an orchid’s blush
with legs so long they make an ass of themselves.
Others tricked out in comfy cotton boostieas
breasts jiggling like jello, mounds of molded eye candy
firm, run-ready calves, taunt and on point
strut
ready to rut
on stiletto heels
still primed for and pandering to
the sought after alpha male.
The androgyny of the 21st century male-dom
making marking the target frustratingly
diff I cult
these drooping, wilted, round shouldered
bow-legged, net walkers seem unlikely sperm donors
for the next generation beyond the pale.
And as their lives settle in to settle down
in the whirlwinds of climate change
oil shortages, constant alpha stripping
further neuters the human potential
as the haves, feed the have nots
into the furnaces of endless war
the heard is culled………
Categories:
tricked out, introspection, life
Form: Free verse
And there he was all dressed in black
Stuffing the baby in his sack
His pants below his waist, do-rag on his head
And below his hat, Santa had a dread
He was a rough-tuff, buff man
Rings on his fingers and tattoos on his hand
His sleigh was tricked out
It was a black and gold mustang with an engine that shout
Inserting drugs might be crazy
But that's exactly what he did to the baby
He took a needle and stuck it in her arm
Didn’t really care if he caused any harm
He used the baby as his lab rat
Testing drugs, using needles that were long and fat
When he stuck it in, the baby cried
She ODed and almost died
Santa just couldn't take it anymore
He shut the door and gave her what she was crying for
Categories:
tricked out, funnybaby, baby, drug,
Form: I do not know?
Money….
What can you do with money?
Well let’s stop and think; Money can buy you all the stilettos or marble sinks
A new Bentley fully chromed and tricked out
With the rims sitting 26 inches and you’re wondering what the fuss is about
People are stealing your rims and all you seem to do is replace them
Money can buy you all your hearts desire
From expensive wigs, weaves, clothes,
To cell phones, booze, and whose
There is nothing good that comes from money
Gambling it all away loosing is never funny
They say money makes the world go round
But all I’ve found is the world to be upside down
I am discussed and dismayed with money today
Money always seem to find a way to send you to an early grave
Money will forever remain the root of all evil
For those who love, the money making believers
Categories:
tricked out, lifeworld, money,
Form: I do not know?