Did I just see an ASSAPANICK
Is it time to panic
Or shoot him since he loves messing with my avocado's"
Wait up, that's my rat of a neighbor, I'll tab his fine
Down on paper.

Take a bite of my pie
Gramps will take a
Bite of your
Eye, take a bite of
My apple, my farmhand
Will rip kick tackle.
Take a bite of my
Bird, you will end
Up with my hound
Dogs turds

Take me to the province
Where the purple florets rest, take me to the purple
Where the province is the best. Take me to
Hurricane hill, the plateau there I'll get my fill,
Take me to the province
Where purple rains, purple quill's.

Take me to the satellite
That swirl's it's own thought's, thought's that swirl,
Satellite world's! Take me to the roundabout
I'll shout the purple top's!

Take me to the majesty, of friendliness
And the kind! Take me to the place to see,
A place not old and blind! Take me to
The purple field's where all is real I
Smell the peels, of Apple meals and
Caramel crumb's, baked good's-
Country love! Take me to the
Purple fields

Where old men's
Rest awaits!

Roses are red
Nuts are brown
Skirts go up
Pants go down
Body to body Skin to skin
When its stiff
Stick it in
The Longer its in
The Stronger it gets
It goes in dry And comes out wet
It comes out dripping And starts to sag
Its not what you think......
Its a Teabag



Unknown author, gives me the chucklers

What do you call two friends for life who just hang back low?
Testies for life-

The year
1966.
Manson was on his spree
Hippies chilled the breeze.
Chicks dancing with rubies on hips.
Then came 1967
Hendrix wowed the crowd
Janis Joplins soul came out
Music splashed
Hallucinogenic heaven.
1968, patterns of clothing
Seemed to be from faraway.
It wasn't American to the main stream
Still wouldn't be today.
1969, Woodstock, the time
Of all togetherness, and weightless
Rockers heads filled with dust and buds.
Cities broke to riots
Gangbanging quiets over colors lust!
1970, met grandmammy
Touched the farmers scene.
Found the happy
In the sixties baby in me.
Today, now a mountain boy
On a machine that cuts down anything
In its way.
The farming hand
Making a living off of dirt and hay.
Spit and clay.

Picking a fruit
Eating me a toot
Juicy
It pollutes
My Swisher in my boots
Koot koot
My hound dogs need a treat
***** dogs
Need their meat
And gramps is happy
To feed them a bone.
The pups always take care
Of gramps garden
And his home.

Dry routes in the cali valley, mountain's tumble to our country's rally, fighting and bickering is all that we need, to slowly die off
Killing another by genetic seed. I've come to learn

This generation hopelessly

Is a new breed!

Slim pickin's

I got to get some ear's of corn today

The bergschrund in the field

                           I have to dig back out from the drains
                           Gramp's has to be busy
                           Or wizzy dizzy he will get. I have to reap the good                        
crop.
Before the old fool forget's

As a measly minstrel
On the hillock of California
From the time of thirteen
Until now
I'm still ornery
As grandmammy still trys to keep me *******.

Back's aching
Bones are breaking
The gardens stinking
My eyes are limping
My toenails need clipping
Shotgun need's blasting
Floor needs waxing
All on
One
Lousy
Day

Didn't know the young man Mr ded poet I just like to say may you young man find peace in your needing time's.



Friend bill,

Contact can be a good thing
To me sometimes bitter
I'm an isolationist
In California
Me, the hounds,
And grampies old trigger.

Ever notice
How the tiniest spark
Can ignite a world of twinkles

I walked
California's rim
Laughed at the
People

Lying half twixed
Thinking
Reese's?
Or kit kit munchoe?

My Lissy
She is sweet
Pluff fizzy

The upright has been uprooted
From the once shore of the....                  Free!
The vile and barbarous
Now run the oil's......                                  Squeeze!
Pocketing, they make their run's
Breathing polluted air from man-made.     Greed!
I can spit into the indignant sun
While my head burns from its.....             ***!
The law abiding has been rousted
Though we say no more! Get out the doors, of the white house you are....        Hosting!
We don't need no hosts
You Mason jokes
We need no smoke
Blown from your holes,
It's so **** tiring
Getting........                                                 old!
Regain your soul's
If you have one of course,
Yes the people are irked
Yes the people are worked!
Many a dime from hard working
Being taxed up their............                            ***'s!
We're not taking anymore
You vacationing                        schmucks#
How's this for globalism
You globalist                            f#####!

My age is in a cage
Released I am in dismay
Tired I am of sleeping haze
Tip top over the limit
Maby wake tommorrow
Maby join a senate
Might be president
Who knows
Who will vote
For Grampy.

When the mountains
Of nothern Cali ring
Gramps lays back
Cool tuned cat,
Listening
To the
Waves sing the breeze.

California


The place of the strange
And where the weird gets weirder.

They grab our goods
They steal our land
They show off their
Tanks, with guns in hand.
They wear their Gear
Camouflage green and brown,
They practice open on the scene
Stealing young men's dreams,
They reap your harvest
And steal your ground.
They turn us against another
Claiming their right,
While taking farmlands
**** on cia demands.
Making secret laws
Behind your backs they will stand.
Here take this, here have that
You can slow yourself down
By getting dumb and fat.
Have some wine, here take a pill
Here's some McDonald's
Go have your fill.
Take our gmo's, it's alright it's okay,
We'll make you pay for you funeral the next day.
We don't care how you live or your ways.
What's yours is ours. And what's ours is ours.
Don't worry about working, we got jobs for you.
Work for uncle Sam, uncle Sam loves you.
Hey your sick, don't worry we got your care
We got doctors who take bribes, and give vaccines to **** your stare. We even got growth formula's to grow your no hair.
Theirs your smile, now your getting there.
Don't get mad, why are you crying, okay well give you a
Psychologist, just make sure your not lying.
Wait just a second, no reason to be mad.
We're your government, your big brother.
Dad.

Western pie
On the mind
No not pie
That you buy.
My wife's
Giggle
Giggle.

Southern Cali
Maby farther north,
My neighbors run my back Alley's
I think their norse.
Plow more today
I will pick the ripe field
Should I market today
Or fast food meal.
Hey'
Where did my wife just go!
What's the deal.

Vote for me- I'll set you free

My beard makes the kids laugh
And the young one's giggle,
It gives my red Scottish nose
A fun swig and wiggle.

I shoplifted by age three
Arrested by ten
Prison by nineteen
Got out
Cruised the streets
Like a wolf in many forms

Bathtub overflowed
There's an old yellow duck
Oh no!
The water is spilling over,
The grand babies
Again.
I will be happy to clean the mess
At least pretend.

I'm thirsty, but my well has run dry
I'm *****, yet still worthy
From the farmer stains on my jeans
And thighs.
I'm hungry, I'd pick a plant
If my plants were healthy enough to eat.
To bad their stealing some of my land
More cahoots from the fda
And regulation thieves.
Can't grow the way I want to
Lands been uprooted
The other farmboys are catching on
Look at Colorado
Yellow water sickens one
Making land polluted.
Out and booted
Though still standing the low ***** ground.
I'll stick head high here and by
My plow and ol farmers truck to the ground.
And a shotgun if any come around.

Did you hear about the butcher who backed into the meat grinder? He got behind in his work.

How do you embarrass an archaeologist? Give him a used ****** and ask him which period it came from.

What did the cannibal do after he dumped his girlfriend? Wiped his ****!

What did the toaster say to the slice of bread?  I want you inside me!

Craps and giggles
Gives me a smile
Jokes on a bad day
Give me a stimulation
I feel old but young in age

Just heard bout young man who passed on from the word on the line being passed down well all I can say is I didint know young man to well but may your good heart rest young man as I saw everyone loved you.may his family get peace and may all remember him as he was the good dude he really was didint know him really but I can tell if I was dying I'd definitely have a man like that on my side. Rest easy young spirit poet