There once was a rabbit named bunny
From nose to his toes he was amazingly fluffy
He was raised with tales of adventure
Of places his grandfather used to venture
He spent days and nights listening to his tales
Of pirates, princesses and magnificent space whales!


One day bunny decided to leave his home
He was determined to go on an adventure alone!
Bunny was a strong rabbit he didn't need any help!
And off he went with all his things strapped to his belt
Games, candy and blankets for when it was night
Binoculars for things just out of his sight


And off to he went to the places his grandpa had seen
He traveled at day, crossing a ridge almost losing a shoe
At night he discovered all his games were meant for two!
Adventuring was not as fun as it seemed


Bunny hopped around not knowing what to do
So he hopped up a tree to see the full moon
Not realizing that his loneliness would be ending soon
That was when Bunny met a cat named Roo


Roo, Some would say, was a very strange cat
He never left home without his strung out hat
His fluffy furry belly was covered in spots
Roo's strung out gaze made him look permenantly lost


Roo was a bright cat, a bit of a loon
Bunny was skeptical of this Roo had no doubt
As he pointed to the sky and gave out a shout
Bunny my buddy we're going to the moon!

Roo and Bunny wasted no time!
They built the though that came into Roo's mind
Rope, engines and wood they needed it all
The Things they gathered made a pile mighty tall


Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into days
Bunny could never tell, Roo's calender told time in a very weird way
Both friends happy as can be, oh my how they shone
Looking at their spaceship, they were finally done!

Bunny and Roo we're ready at dawn
The ship went forward it began to shake
Bunny imagined the clouds they would soon overtake
Giddy
excited
there was a sky to be won!

They pierce the clouds as if they were open gates
Then it finally hit them
they were in space!


He could not believe he was seeing things from his grandfathers tales
Out in the distance he could make out a space whale!
There it was flying above the skies
A pool of wisdom hidden deep within his eyes


There they were admiring the stars
Roo took a wrong turn and they ended up in Mars!
there they met a very fine mouse
Who was married to a sweet and chubby spouse

They stayed at their home for days
While the mice showed them their martian ways

They traveled up and down mars together
and found that the whole planet was made of cheddar!
All their food came from a huge river of cheese
It gave them more food than the mice could possibly eat


Bunny and Roo enjoyed this martian weather
Although they knew, they could not stay there forever
So they gathered their stuff and packed up their bags
They said goodbye to the mice who were very good chaps

The duo was back in space!
Who knew the form their next adventure would take?


I'd like to tell you something, Roo
and this is true
I am so glad that I travel together with you

He smiled, Bunny learned something, Roo was glad
Wisdom was about to come from this very strange cat


Adventurers know this, they know it full well
To share an adventure with someone is absolutely swell!
Because even if the adventure might come to an end
What you gain is not only a story but also a friend


Even though they might eventually part
An end eventually comes to every start
A time will come where one or the other might go home
Both of them knew that from then on they'd never be alone

A late summer breeze is a wonderful thing
It penetrates deep
Pushes out the old
And refreshes the soul

After a long walk up the mountain
Sitting down on moist grass
A tired
Jumbled
body
takes it in

Oh Betsy
Did you let out a single solitary moo?
In the assembly line of death
that is your life

Did that moo echo out
into the barn yard?
where the grazing cattle raised their heads
as the moo penetrated deep into their soul

Offering them brief realizations
four fences constitute their lives
destined to fall to an unknown reaper

They lower their heads again
content with grazing
as moos begin to fall on deaf ears

Happiness has become standardized
I can open happiness
And find it at the bottom of a bottle
Not the same bottle
But...
The message still drowns me

Felt down
Consumed by unreal memories
Of times I wore a crown

Remembering the times I had it together
Cracked jokes and made friends feel better
Now I want to cut down their stem
For not knowing who I am

They don’t understand
Happiness isn't something you can demand
A clown you can order to dance

“Give happiness a chance”

Four beautiful words
So easily spoken
So meticulously chosen
An exercise in the absurd

Put that smile upside down!
Of course! That helped!
Until no one was around

Our lack of compatibility
Defined the word futility
Imposing happiness on someone else
Solidified the misery of the self

Other people’s description of joy
Was a horse of Troy
From person to person there is change
Their joy, to me, was strange

My mind was out of whack
Until I realized I could achieve it
By not looking back

I found in rhyme
Happiness that was truly mine
Putting to paper what my thoughts are storing
Through this, this poetic outpouring, my soul is soaring

Writing gives me the stupidest grin
Even though my rhymes don’t always ring

I'm tired of modern life
People are walking
Not really stopping
Unwilling to raise their sights

A wonderful world the neglect seeing
Can one be content with just being?

Looking for company, didn't go far
I popped down to the local bar
Sat down with my drink
Hoping to forge our link

I had a chat, he had several
Eyes unable to keep leveled

Are you here alone?
Nah man, I'm connected with my phone
Wondering who had made his homemade sweater
There we sat
Alone together

I have this very old pink Marlboro shirt
I don’t even remember who gave it to me
There’s nothing inherently special about it
Yet, I can’t find myself throwing it away

The years have faded its color
It isn't as vibrant as it used to be
Doesn't do what it’s supposed to
All the holes make sure of that

It can’t cover my skin
It can’t keep me warm
Things every shirt should do

It never was a very distinct shirt
No fancy patterns or letters
It just was

By all accounts I should have thrown it out
It’s a useless shirt that serves no purpose
I tell myself I should, but I never do

How can I throw something so useless away?
If I can find myself loving something useless
I can imagine other people loving useless things

I can imagine people loving me

This is a poem about a very good friend
How a bond came to a sad bitter end
People get scars grow and go their way
But you didn't, you stayed and wanted to make the world pay

It isn't that I can’t sympathize
Through our conversations I saw the world through your eyes
Tales of all the times your soul had been wrung
By the countless songs cruel children had sung

Through this trust, a bond was formed
It was true, tested and through the years; timeworn
How many times have you said you were jealous of my life, one, two?
For a person like me a thought like that just wouldn't do
I tried to teach you: you should love you for you!
***** what other people say or do!

I tried and tried but you couldn't see
It felt like teaching a hamster basic geometry
Then came the fateful day, you felt under the weather
And you decided to attack me, your imagined better

You didn't come at me with a knife or a fist
You just knew me well enough to hurt me without a hit
Oh I see… Clive doesn't like dependents and dependency?
I’ll call him god, yes! that’ll make him see!
A friend I thought broken
Due to the actions and words I've spoken

My god; what monster have I become?
Is this the price of my happiness; for minds to succumb?
To whatever venomous bile my mouth spills
The thought of doing this again gave me chills
But you were never broken; you just wanted some sick thrill

I was in the process of killing my own spirit
Months passed, I realized it was deliberate
The damage was done
My social skills were all but gone

Once you go awkward
It’s very hard to go backward
So I didn't, I ventured on
To look for places, for victories to be won
And I did, through poetry, comedy and song
This didn't happen over-night the journey was long
Don’t you realize that this is what you could have done?
Instead of being this caricature that you embrace full on

Put down the ****
Don’t limit yourself to a second rate Cheek and Chong

To get rid of pain,  don't inflict it on others
Just love yourself, your sisters and brothers
You don’t need to be a punch line
I hope you pull out of this decline
This is not a joke at your expense
I still appreciate the good times spent

This poem is dedicated to you
Hoping you realize that there are other paths too

I'm just trying to make you see
There are several ways of setting yourself free

It is not to my surprise
That people find comfort in lies
When a soldier steps on a mine
Bang
His brother comforts, you'll be just fine

We all take part in some deception
Another perfect picture for my public collection
Do not worry about the lies you tell someone else
You better be careful with the lies you tell yourself

Covering your eyes does not inspire change
Pushing away your problems insures you stay the same
In truth, we are all walking on designated land mines
Waiting.... for the right person at the wrong time

I'll start my diet tomorrow!
Bang
Heart attack, a wife gripped by sorrow
I'm as happy as can be!
Bang
A life lived in comfortable misery

I'll tell her I love her later!
On his final bed, knows of no regret greater
You fool, you should have known better!
Did you really think moments last forever?
Here you lay, wishing you could have those moments back
Struggling and fighting against the suffocating bl-
Bang

It is to my surprise
That people find comfort in lies
We all become the right person at the wrong time
What am I saying? Never mind, You'll be just fine
*Bang