We'll hear about this
With the power of the fist
Some of the HIC Troubadours
white, carry the concept
of right on
too far.
Make it to Wade
Through a bunch of crap
and try to act like a card
not a bard.
If some of the simps
impersonating
Vietnam vets
would stop acting out,
I wouldn't feel like
I was along with myself
another boxing bout.
Let there be light
LBJ practically said-
it turned out he was right
about the left
as in a cert
they were too restrained about
bombing Handi and
halphone harbors
don't be hesitant
about arbors.

Tristan,
probably Christian,
probably know the system,
and probably like
Lawrence Fishborne
not that he's ugly and that's iconic
that beautiful hair
would like whom I'm implying thought is ugly
Lawrence
since summary people
think like attracts like.
I don't know what i'm saying here
for you'd think
if a hippie looking chick like her
would like one if those rude dudes
with a lot of hair.
me have a cute nickname
like Pobje like to think
I'd probably about that make a stink
not that I'm what is know
in ministry circles as a stinker
I like to think I'm a thinker
though
but maybe I crave Tristian
I probably shouldn't
since I see myself an ugly home runt
so no one I probably should envision.

You cross seas
just to have a meeting over tea.
As for me
I'd rather get what I can Seize
and sneeze
at the latest Tastie Freeze

Dave - he said I'm going to make you **** a moose
Eric - he said to me yes A. Sturies you're another Walt Disney
Bucky - a real character who just talked baby talk
Leo - the black hebephrenic who'd wait with laughter at the most idle of chatter
Melvin G. - a hippie ex-Marine with PTSD who said the same thing happened to him that happened to me - being put in a straitjacket and flown out of stateside full territory getting roped into a serious "mental illness"
Melvin T. - a case of Tourette Syndrome, oh does he get insulting in my opinion
Tim - who's laugh and then cry, what an emotional rollercoaster I imagined him to be on
Bill - sort of a kind foreign bewildered stunned who waltzed around the work in circles for lock-up back in the day
Donald - who'd pretend to silence a doorknob on that same ward

When my soul was in the cloak room
You came along to claim it
Out in San Luis, I guess
That was you, Cheryl, wasn't it?
But I do want to start over,
Since I've alienated
certain people with my behavior
at least I think I have,
but, oh well, you can't cry
over spilt milk.
I asked one of the CNAs here at the VA
if she agreed
and she said that's life,
implying probably that that's the essence of life to me
at least as if life was all a series of
chronological mistakes
Makes sense to "wise old" me, at least, though, ** ** **.

The stress is too great for me
as Doc O'Connell says
to take on the leadership of my ward.
I've got a lot of retirement years
to enjoy, he said
so don't come unglued, at back
let the ward run itself
and just enjoy, enjoy.

McCartney got by with a little help from his friends
I got by with a little help from my little friends
like a broken toothpick
that's come in handy
like for example getting the McDonald's
hamburger meat out
from between my High German
spaced out teeth
or a bent one last cigarette
in a semi-wadded used up soft-pack
of Camel regulars
or that kind of retractor that fir
inside of 45 records
to play an inspirational
song like I Want
You Back by the
Jackson Five was
at the time when I
couldn't find a
friend myself.
McCartney was lucky
with friends.
I had friends too, sure
but I don't think they
know I was down and out
and living on a retiree pay
of $180 a month
and practically supporting 8 black guy
"buddies"
at the same time.
But there always was
a "friend indeed for a friend in need"
so I survived intact
and yes
am still intact

Read the great books
read the dictionary
become a jazz singer
perfect my bingo playing
learn how to play the regular drums
more
collect furniture sets of NBA collecting
cards
sleep a lot
wear lord & taylor clorfars now
rather than brooks brothers
travel some more
see my favorite group Tavares Clue
in concert
think I can do all that?
I think I can and them some
I'm probably fed up with watching reruns of the Beverley Hill Billies
like it seems so many of
my what seem to me to be as true
taste wise "friends" yes when I lable
them commands also do for watching them
watch I chances are they're (who even they are)
lane you since.

Chelsea, Chelsea, wealthy
I know you're healthy
I know you got a rival in Kathy,
that is, in sassy.
Tell her about Spyro Gyro.
I don't know an Elvira
but I feel like I do
with that song by the Oak Ridge Boys
as if they're toys
and have a rule
in what they think is cool.
Dante, Dante,
you're probably **** as in the formation
'round have a tone time
or was it Doctor Chante.
Earnest, Earnest,
you'll furnish
the furnace for me
of Hell's Kitchen
if it kills you
and someone calls you
I bet, *******,
and they compare you
various carfares
with mildew.

I like your what I call
Jewish good looks
it looks like if you were alive during "the revolution"
you didn't get took.
I don't think you're a Trump
fake all the NBA "studs"
also I know you're not a pup.
you look like you've lost weight
and are still attractive enough
that you're not in the take.
Your blandness (knockout 60s German
movie actress) you're not
but you're far from a snot,
let alone a mannequin
trying to make it with some
latest point captain.
I want you just a little
but as soon as I hear
you play the fiddle
I'll want you a lot.

Some people can get just the right LPs.

Some people can get just the right CDs.

Some people can pick out the right tea and the right amount and kind of jeans.

Me, I couldn't figure out what to buy if I had to, and I find myself the guy who wants to know what to buy.

Money grows on trees to me so actually that really isn't true, that's why I want to know what to buy.

I throw it away on things I don't need.
But believe in giving someone some money is sorta investing in them like they're ready for show business success or somethin'.

Or sometimes I give people some money just for the hell of it.

I'm incompetent maybe, or a soft-touch, period.

Or else what I think is both philosophical and philanthropic.

(I give to charities as much as I deem fit.)

So pass off money giving point blank as giving to charity point blank.

Some of my money gifts are good cause I bet.

I still don't know what the whole problem is as what some lack of it has to do with any competency or lack thereof, or my financial success or lack thereof.

I do pass off frivolous giving, though as due to fear of being mugged sometimes.

Things have gotten fuzzy to me ever since my breakdown, so I figure it's just wanting to yes, buy almost anything.

Figure that out - of course, you gotta have money to buy, but I think there's some sorta kickback, and that what comes around goes around means.

But I'm also easy come easy go.

Who knows?

I'm getting short.
I get winded easily due to my fat stomach
somehow I don't think I'm putting
best foot forward to get a girlfriend
I'd be right for
somehow I feel like I let my friends
down
somehow I don't think I've been as good
a Sturies as I could have been
so you see, I have my disappointments
favored do to speak and I've heard
if you don't have all your goals you set
out to achieve, you are regarded as
a failure by the expert.
If my finals involved the end results
of the above, then so be it I'm a
failure...
but I don't want to be that demanding
of myself - I like the song "That's Life"
by Frank Sinatra a lot!

He seems to see dreams as delusions
Not day dreamy allusions.
He has, I believe, always had a dream
Of being a major league baseball player.
He also, near as i can tell, has a dream
Of seeing a time to come, when all
People will be ethical, patriotic and
With little or no medical problems.
He's a good person, often trying to be,
A loyal Vietnam vet and friend, who
Wrestles with unpleasant PTSD
Problems so you can see why
He'd have the second dream.
His dreams and schemes
Make me think
I"m a stinky *****
Lacking to be a schlink,
Since I don't have a dream
Like him of seeing
Everyone with a DVD player for example,
Watching 'good' Movies, at least
Like he shows us here
In other words, it seems he has a dream like that
Because of his enjoyed
Hobby of watching DVDs He's
Selected with us.

if I let you know that I am well
influenced you to the enph degree what would
you do?
If I let you know how you can fall hopelessly
in life easily like me what would you do?
If I let you know I love your bluntness
with me about aspects of me what would you do?
If I let a slew of people know that
i'm impressed with their taste inspire
of them being name preppy and social
compare maybe what would they do?
If I let Donald Trump know i'm envious
of his stretching out his neck for the U.S.
what would he do?
When a medical professional might let
me know that "that's not good" about
connecting "wrong with me" and that all about
me do I still consider them as reassuring
me that they're concerned about my in basic health?
If I got "secret pills" now that I feel
there's awesome love retrieved us what
would they do?
so much for that

Oh come on,
get my bone on
to take off
the cake of mud
that the sewage crud
dissolved over
resolve
and let you button my unbuttoned button down
My top bottom
is like a Georgia crane
That last part made
no sense
I guess,
but your tires
leave a nice rake
and they're a wreck
left on Brokeback
Mountain
Governor

Apples, peaches, pumpkin pie by Jay
And the Techniques. It doesn't give
Me cold chills (they go over so far)
But it reminds me when i hear it on
Oldies stations of the Vietnam generations
Which I created to love, the things I like to
Think they're generally for, and the soul
That lead singer Jay greenford to in
Person I bet, plusa whole lurk of a
Tracy great generation for the most part-the
Early name generation before that and the soldiers
Who fought then. The World War II generation
I can remember hearing apples, peaches....
Binding from the loud speakers of the square
U.S. recorded among of the them record stores
At or any times square as I took myself
Wilkornnces
Through when
I'd go to New York
In the midstates.

The local news
keeps me
feeling imbued
not subdued,
having no feeling of being lewd
or too new
or in lost cool
or for lack of mind fuel,
or for excuses about
being physical gruel
or in being Dartmouth bound as in being one of the chosen few
or famous like Pete Newell
or someone like Bruce Newell
or Paul Buhle

Savoring the cotton candy, my heart leaps at the thought of a ride on the Ferris wheel.
But I want to feel free.
It's good, the thrill
even if I have gotten suicidal sometimes, I don't feel like leaping from it now
and I feel secure sitting there
with a pair.
The roller coaster
jolts me into an
euphoric sense of oblivion
where my mind
flashes back and forth
to the grains of sand
that I think we are
and how it looks
like we're little people as we ride.
Yeah a carnie
and all that goes with it though
like the other rides, for
example.

I like my silliness sometimes

and my utter seriousness
with tongue in cheek sometimes
just to add a little - like I say
my father called it - sense of humor.

An emphasis on how *******
should be prevented in civilizations
if at all possible - once again.

I'm trying to be funny -
cause we don't want a
decline and fall of the
American Empire
but the police - man's other
best friend besides a dog -
will prevent that
which brings me to this - what
my sister dear calls
perverts or this ****** harrassment business
is being made too big of a deal out of
not that it's a doable offense but
some of us don't like a crime wave
of old men after all.

Send me your breaths
and I'll show you your bent
relieve yourself
whenever you can, of course
but point out the real names
if your enemies
and your new interests
and I'll show you
and unopened can
of beans to eat
when your desperately poor,
hungry, and in the street.
Show me your words,
your temperament,
and I'll show you, maybe
a derelict or
two that's or that are
as good as you.

The all-around beauty of Brie Larson
The sassy rascally *** appeal of Shaun Robinson
Yes, Charlize Theron's dignity
Yes, Courtney ***'s nice smile
And oh those legs of Olivia Newton John's
The raw beauty of Melissa Claire Egan,
The joy of life that Jane Fonda exudes,
etc.

That they grind their teeth
That they have a thing about
That they worry about being seen watching MAS*H
That they're considered crass
That they need to empty the trash more
That they're temperamental unnecessarily
That they're fruitte'
That their hands smell like lard
That their women have dishpan hands
That they can't get the dirt out from underneath their fingernails
That they get **** on their hands when they wipe their ***
and that sometimes their hands smell like **** therefore, or rusty tap water anyway.
Let's get real.
He said judge ye not.

Lost an arm
but not enough charm
to get out
without being a lout
an expatriot
he probably understands
the significance
of James Taylor
a lot more than I.
He doesn't seem shy.
An American Muslim
he probably doesn't hoard
his grandeur
or let his beliefs
show on his face
or get in the way of his gut
signified
signified
he is pious
and doesn't think he's the highest.

All I want is serenity, no solitude
solitary man
'cause it's all compromise

Pick mix-on,
Let's call him The Fonze
He wanted act-ion,
He even probably brought in
Some navitivs
Equipment to the white house,
Act-ion
Mix-on

Madigan,
Mad again,
Sad again,
Glad again.
It's bad again.
He wants a fad again.
He thinks it's a gas again.
He feels had again,
like a lad again.
Is he a bad guy?
a mad guy,
a had guy,
the man from rad again?
tie-dyed shy guy?
** hoo he's just
not a bad guy, again.
He never was -
just like the fuzz!

Kyra
doesn't give anyone beera beera
Rosaline
doesn't have a friend in Joseline
Reena
doesn't mind Tina
Eva
could be a typical diva
Janine
doesn't seem to be sanguine
Laurel's
favorite color is probably coral
Sheila
doesn't remind me of a monster as in gila
Abe
probably doesn't need to be saved
Casey
probably likes pizza as in Shakey's
Soledad
probably has been in the caverns names Carlsbad
Fredricka
wishes she had a dog as in a golden retriever
Irene
maybe models herself after Darlene
Jane
she's sane
Joan
doesn't moan
over losing a loan
on and on

Slo Pokes.
Dreamcicles.
When I was kinda oppressed I thought your average Dixie Cup was a treat.
Dell Magazine Cowboy Star book.
Used comic books.
Marbles.
Banana bubble gum.
Bowman's baseball cards.
All-time great pro football player cards.
College great football player cards.
Autographed pictures of heroes.
Autographs, period.
A favorite clip-on bowtie.
A bunion shirt here and there.
Faded classic Levis.
In my college years grape gum and red licorice
and a treasured Ivy League clothing item
like my Brooks Brothers garters, for example.
In junior high and high school 16 magazine
American Bandstand from Philadelphia
Commemorative issues
A Dairy Queen extra large vanilla cone - and a medium one when I was little.
Favorite pairs of Bermuda shorts.
Charming picture of me as a kid.
Pictures of my parents when they were first married.
Some favorite books like Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson
and a book on Ovid's Metamorphoses by an established classics professor at the University of Indiana - I can't quite remember the name.
And when I had a couple of prized 45 records like Patricia by Ricky Predo and Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White by Prez.
On that note,
fin

Sometimes tunes come to me.
It fills me with glee
I don't know how to write
the noter
I just teach myself to sing them by rote
song titles
lines from songs
swim around in my head
leading me to go to the music urut
of mine
to see if I'll come kup
with an original idea
not something I just bet
would ring a bell
if my quote and title
was be thut.

Grind'em out,
Bill Wan Ben Gass,
Famous old time basestealer par
Excellence
And the notorous Wee Willie Keeler,
One of the first stars of baseball
And some of the dudes incriminated
In the Black Sox scandal of 1919
Who satisfied the investigators
Maybe
Ans that ****** Eddie Gaudot that
Played for the old St. Louis Browns
As a gimmick by, I believe owner
Showman. Bill Veeck.
Yeah there's a room in our national
Pastime for for all sorts of characters
Including Eddie Stanky, Jimmy Piersall,
Casey stengal and, of course, Leo
Durocher.
All not that big - maybe they were all
Napoleon? just to add a little psychology
To the mix.

I get the heebie jeebies
Everytime you pass by
I want to be accepted by you
So much,
I have such a crush
On you,
You're so cool.
I'm a fool
For wondering if
You're being cruel

Yeah I know I'm still the drip
the main wet blanket
and another Benedict Arnold
these long-haired weirdos
who are always implying that
aren't perfect either
I don't care if they wash
their hair 20 times
a day
and put on fresh underwear
2 or 3 times a day
they must be just as scared
with senanigans like that
I'm Nikita an American traitor
but they could have backed
up some of us who wanted to
go at first
Oh Well I guess I'm just bitter
'cause I'm not very popular

Neither one seems highfalutin
not worried whether their salads have croutons
and the myths surrounding both of them,
and that tear 'em apart, they'd both seem on the mend.
Discussions seem pertinent
not about the latest street merchants.
Topics include climate change.
I wish everybody would drop the subject
and be satisfied with the climate as it is.
It gets to be a haze
with the problem suggested to be the public
as if we just aren't with it
if we don't care to talk about it.
The election meddling?
I don't know what was said
but there was probably someone outside heckling
and in the meantime wanting a med.
They discussed aspect of war
maybe
but not so much, I bet who they're for
and they didn't make casual remarks like save me.
This topic was suggested
just like the Spiderman poem.
I did my best with both of them!

I'm not funning
About you being stunning
And I have no cunning
About you
And having heard of Jim Bunning
I'm just running
Off the mouth
About gunning for you
When you're much too young
Much too unsung
And maybe never been flung
Off
Toffer
See!

Giant crackerjacks roll
Down the highway,
A huge christmas ornament crashed down on it
And I'm about to flip
I think
So I won't make a big stink
About what I see
Even i it's on TV.
Yeah the fuzz
Will do something about time.
I hope not
I just want to be let be
To willow in my sorrow

Old Mother McCreery
Played on her washboard.
Time for nursery rhymes
That aren't worth a dime
But seriously
Yeah steel band music
On the corners of the streets
In Miami
In the old days,
Improvised bands with
All sorts of
Improvised instruments
And little boys
Playing on their miniature set of bongo,
Ukuleles, and harmonicas
All
Music in different ways.

I was very unhappy there for 3 or 4 years in a row during the baseball season,
when the Yankees made the playoffs just once in 4 years.
I live and die with the Yankees during the baseball season.
The combination of Aaron Judge and Gary Sanchez in they're as good as they seem just might lead to a World Championship this year.
I know that's unrealistic
but I can dream.
Their starting pitcher probably
won't hold up;
Ellsbury and Gardner might putter out and Hadley might falter as well.
Holiday and Curtis might not do so well and Greg Bird might not pan out.
But you never know - they're learning how to win
the Yankee way.

It's not Tues
as in Weld
or the actors guild
or blowing a fuse
that leads to back
to the sack
only to breed
as in a sneeze

I think I'm a ****
and that I have to lurch
that I'm what is known
as a high **** or herk.
But I know how to flirt.
That I should compensate
chortle chortle
All for the sake of movement
of mental health.
I realize I'm kind of
a wet blanket,
objecting to things
that might make for parishioners
and I don't think I'm a
voice in the wilderness
or of course the vox populi,
but I like the think
I'll sink or swim
on a whim
of a hint
of that very same sink or swim
when it comes to good
mental health I call it
or new trends in things
It's because of my bitterness
for not changing with the times
or just lack of self-esteem
who knows why
as if I'm complex
and trying to be my own psych tech.
I'm sorry for reiterating
this subject several times before.
I know there's only one way to describe
a mental state but that's just not true

She's a little thin,
but a real nice figure,
fantastically dressed
and oh so saucily, sassily
****
I bet not a techy
something traditional I bet
with good bloodlines
and touch of fellow Scot in her.
I pretend to say to her Look in my eyes honey.
I'd love to see you disrobe
discreetly in front of me
and we go from there,
but I don't know you
I just admire you.

Will here
And bitchard here too,
Here ye, here ye,
Nothing would be here.

Danville's minor league baseball
team I got a request to write about
just like that one about Dan.
It's fun to go to their stadium
at dusk.
The sun still beats down.
The concessions are prompt and tasty.
Of course the players' homes
are scattered all around.
They've got ability, of course -
you can't even make little league
without being somewhat good,
and some of the players
rose to play in the majors, although
I can't remember names.
The stadium was the original place
that they made a movie at
about Babe Ruth called The Babe
with John Goodman playing Babe.
The last coach seems competent.
They have I guess a raffle
but being a bad luck artist
I don't pay attention to stuff
like that.
They have a good public
address system and the help seems
competent,
and there's a good cross-section
of people in the stands
some of whom are fascinating to
look at.
They usually win when I go
and even have an elevator
for the disabled or
handicapped.
Yeah the Dans -
Lets give em' a hand -
a night at the ballpark
with them is a pleasure
although for certain people
a night there might
haunt them with memories
of what might have been
for them in a yesteryear
what with some of their
players gone in a couple
of years, the ghosts of
future and past big
leaguers, the wooden benches, and the
gratitude on some of
the fans' faces just
to watch a single game

Kristy McNickle beaming at me in
a picture when she was still nice.
Eva Mendes with a curled upper lip
like she knows who I am and she
wants me.
Adriana Diaz gazing at me displaying
her body wares discreetly
under a nice dress on the morning
CBS news.
Having Margaret Brennan on the
CBS evening news muttering
that she wants me back I guess
she thinks as a follower
of hers
oh heck I could go on and on
about some of my fantasies.

Some kind guys reach out
to females - enough
The Block Renaissance around
the time of Lady Sings the Blues
and the magazine Entertainment Cup
did exist
George H. Bush and George W. Bush
were actually pretty good presidents
and a breath of fresh air.
The news is not fixed and there
are actually terribly tragic things
happened day by day.
Michael Jackson's really bad hit
might have been Human Nature rather
than Billie Jean or l'm Bad.
War is as bad as it seems
The Cong were the sick ones,
etc.
Just to exorcise some myths -
These are just opinions, though.