Let me try again
Try to explain
Just how I feel for you
In sickness and in pain
In wellness and in health
With fat or with a belt
Being sound, an able mind
or just too crazy to unwind
But, this thing happens every time
I look at you and hear this chime
  
It's like a carnival with all the rides
And cotton candy stacked so high
The colored lights and happy faces
When your presence gives me graces
Cartwheels and somersaults
And big pink bunnies that you win
It's like a wheelie over wheelbarrows
That I never want to end
A tumble-set 'til summer sets
Then somersets again

Metaphors soothly
drip out of the cloth I clean
with saxophone tones

Hey Hollywood!
How are you ******?
All of you!
Talentless Phonies
All of you!
Fakes!
Acting?
A Talent?
So sick of your lies
Pretending to be
A Somebody
STOP kidding Yourselves
Not one could compare
Not one
The Somebody died
And you couldn't act if your lives depended on it
All of you are
Nobodies
Useless
Actors/******  (pick one)
Trollops
Taxi Dancers have more skill
Eight Children
With five wives
And all you do is cheapen him
He was referring to Wally
Not some phallus
IDIOTS
Somebody never pretended
to act
Somebody never was trained
to act
Somebody once dropped his pants
An Act?
No
Just bad behavior
Bud
Somebody knew how to behave
(take note ******)  (did you get it right?)
A Methodist?
Maybe NOT religious
But so much
Better than some cheap act
Somebody behaved the Best
(even if he did love ***)

About a year ago, before the candidates were in the running.  The headlines read "Hillary defeats Satan."  I , at the time, could not understand this.  "How could this be?"  I questioned myself.  After all, wasn't she the one that handed over the POTUS position to a muslim/socialist?  And wasn't she caught with a truckload of articles that belonged to the United States when she moved out of the White House?  Yet, some women groups still believe she is the right person to steal the office.  (Remember Dickandbush, no one voted for them either. Remember?  REMEMBER?)  The Presidency is not a position that is voted by the people anymore and hasn't been decided by the public in a long, long time.  As a matter of fact, the whole election process is merely a choreographed dance or ******* if you will.

  Now to the matter of topic.  How she does it.  First she gets a crazy old man who preaches socialism is the answer to be her opponent.  Is any one in their right mind going to believe that socialism belongs anywhere on THIS PLANET!  Listen friend, if it didn't work for the Russians and the USSR then how in the hell do you think it would work here.  Some one PLEASE purchase a one-way ticket to China for Bernie boy or maybe send him to Mars.  Maybe it could work there. Okay?  She has the Democratic ticket.  In like Flint.

  Now the other side,  the Republicans had so many choices and only one of them had the nads to challenge the SUPER-PACS.   (You remember those nice scumbags that pay politicians so much money to destroy the country that they (the politicians) just have to take it.  Let's see, there once at the time was about eighteen of them.  And not one of them could match the evil wits of Satan.  I really believed at one time that he DID have a chance to beat thunder-thighs.  Then he did this.  First he stated that he was good friends with Hillary and has known her for a very long time.  Then, he did the unthinkable.  He hired the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man to tag along with him.  You remember him.  Don't you?  The guy who not only single-handedly bankrupted an entire city.  But, also gave the State of New Jersey a $384 BILLION deficit.  Great choice Donald.  Why don't you just meet Hillary in a motel for three days and you can be the next leader in about eight years or so.

  The other Republican hopefuls were 1.  Pretty Boy (he could get the eighteen year old vote but, that's about all.)  2.  *****-Nilly (just not leadership material.)  3.  BUSH? 4.  Some guy whose name sounds like a ****** disease.  5.  The Penguin, or as he put it Dracula. And other fiends of Hillary.

Sorry Folks,

The fix was in from the get go.
It's in the bag.

Let's just hope that thunder-thighs doesn't squeeze us too hard.


Oh, just one last thing.  If we limit terms in the Senate, Congress, and most importantly Supreme Court.  Then, and only then will we have an uncorrupted government.  You can thank me later.

A Poet

rhinoceri blare
bulls snoozing chipmunks oink, clear
carnivore deafens

I used to work for the C.I.A.
I did hits for them.  It's what they
do
And I did them until they knockt me off
sue
Tell me what to do
The bank teller told me
"We looktup you acct. sir
It was closed because you are
deceast"
I said "Geesh!"
and "I wanna cry"

She said "I'm sorry sir,
there's nothing I can do"
and there is nothing
I can do
sue
tell me what to do
sue

I took the photos of you off
My mirror today
I came to terms with being fifty
You are not too young for anyone
And I may or may not be too something
It's not about a difference in age
It's about living a different life
One of happiness or
  
Escaping darkness
  
Not in this life
Not for me
No more trying

Stress
A cat is strong & proper
just look at its legs
long and strong
fast and enduring
even when at rest they are readied

yet the cat was not built to be perfect
most cats would like to eat
properly
(trust me on this
I've interviewed enough of them)
with a knife and fork
but they just can't seem to get a grip
on those utensils,
even with fine claws
it just won't happen
no matter how hard the try

so when they get
FRUSTRATED
and claw the crap out of the furniture
try to understand that
they are a stressed species
and need special understanding

and another can of tuna

You can get away with cheating and still become a champion.

Can a blind man
Become a poet
How can one write
about the things
they have never seen

Could a deaf man
Write poetry
How could he express
the sounds of things
He has never heard

Would a dolt even think
About writing poetry
and if he COULD put down
on paper what he feels
Who on Earth would ever listen

There's a professor at Harvard
Who teaches poetry
left, write, upside down, and sideways
but, she was never
Write for me

The State Of Colorado declared that
they made 12 million dollars by taxing
the sales of recreational marijuana.  As
it turned out, the figures were actually
a lot higher than that but the rest of
it mysteriously went up in smoke.

Half of reality is make believe.

Can't kiss my lover no more
Can't kiss my lover
Found her lying on the floor
Can't kiss my lover
On top of her was the fellow next door
And I can't kiss my lover
She broke my heart
Tore it apart, and I
Can't kiss my lover
I know she's got it
And I don't want it back

I'll turn to drinking
If I can't get a laugh

And I can't kiss my lover no more
No, I can't kiss my lover no more
Just once?  No, not ever more
Because I can't kiss my lover no more

Shuddering fountain
flies nervously, leprechaun
slumbering oyster

I've never been rear-ended
But boy does it sure feel like it
Wish I could say that straight-faced
But as a baby I was ss-*****
Now over fifty years
of living with this pain
And I can't shake it/make it go away
A life filled-up with rain
  

The ***** of ****** from Hawthorne
Made me look sorry for not marrying her
She may have been a Muenter
or maybe just related to it
You sorry girl, you're so pathetic
LOVE IS NOT POSSESSION
Now all those ***** hippie bands
Can be exposed as two-faced-too-fakes
  

It's a long goodbye
So please take the hint
The only thing I'm blowing
Is kisses in the wind
  

Politician's daughters lie
They steal inheritence
I've known this now for quite some time
And know that whales have ate it
When all the homes in California
fall into the ocean
I'll give that ***** a second chance
or just ignore that notion

Untill the crooked Big Jew Mob
return the Vatican
to the church it once belonged to
I won't believe in Him
Sometimes they are just as evil
as those killing in His name
I should have kept my mouth shut
They shot cancer in my coccyx

It's so long/goodbye
Would you take the hint
The only thing I'm blowing
Is kisses in the wind

To my dad in Colorado
Are you still making **** for kids
To my mother in the Poconos
Still ****** her grand kid's kids
If you ever find a mirror
Try to look into/inside it
It could scare the life right out of you
I hope, I wish, I pray for it

And those parasites in Florida
That make tapeworms look so innocent
I have my own kids/family now
Though I was brainwashed to forget them
My eldest daughter, Melanie
Has never been accepted
So why should I give gifts to yours
When they marry some old hothead

It's so long/goodbye
And please take the hint
The only thing I'm blowing
Is kisses in the wind

Jack and Joe sit on their porch
Make fun of people different
Amazingly how they can judge
While sitting on their pulgars
The stars have all been realigned
Like old chalk on a sidewalk
I can not help them anymore
This one last thing I do wish

Frost said eyes meet eyes
And I say lips meet lips
I truly hope to one day find
From ear to ear a happy smile
That isn't full of sht

It's a long goodbye
But do take the hint
The only thing I'm blowing
Is kisses in the wind

So use your demi-gods
But don't blame me for your sins
The only thing I've ever blown
Is kisses in the wind

It's so long/goodbye
And please take the hint
The only thing I'm blowing
Is kisses in the wind
The only thing I'm blowing
Is kisses in the wind

What do you call a polar bear that goes both ways?


A Bi-polar bear.

escaping birch tree
reverberates, ferryboat
ponders redly, gray

At the laundromat today
I witnessed a little girl
maybe two or threee
years of age strapped
into her stroller and
playing a game on her
smart phone

I thought to myself
what a spoiled little
toddler she is because
when I was her age all
we got was an egg
filled with silly putty
to play with and we
couldn't wait until
Sunday so we could
roll the silly putty over
the comics and copy the
images on to the funny clay.
silly, wasn't it? Mother would
worry that the ink from the paper
would be harmful to us but,
we didn't care.

Today's toddlers are much more
smarter than we were, heck when
you think about it, their phones
are smarter than we used to be

much more dangerous too.
all they have to do is drop
that thing and lookout! Now
it's leaking radiation. Hey moms,
how do you like having a phone
so smart now?

It doesn't matter anymore
Not to me anyway
Why should I care what you think
Do you ever think of me
  
You're so full of greed
Because you consumed it in the eighties
And they bait you in the states
With their american awards
  
So sad, such a sham, what a shame
It doesn't matter anyway
Not to me anymore
You're no comedian but, celebrities are all the same
  
Shooting lifesavers
And wishing on falling stars
So you can smoke more on the corners
And drink scotch at the bars
  
Shooting lifesavers
Like the fake friends that they are
And discovering more to life
When it's too late to start a fire
  
It's almost over now
Don't be ashamed
For the things you did you had to do
In sunshine and the rain
  
So don't you worry your poor head
or even try to try explain
It doesn't even matter now
The rest can live in pain
  
Shooting lifesavers
And wishing it would end
So all the torment Devil gave
Would get you in again
  
Your friends are shooting lifesavers
Because they want to live
But are their lives worth more than nil
If they haven't any give
  
I would rather end it all
Then shoot lifesavers again
So i could save them up, then give
My lifesavers to my friends

Audrey
  Won't you shine your light
  Spread your loving on me
Audrey
  My delight
  Send your loving to me

I walked to heaven
and fought the hell to get there
The pictures are the proof
I took 'em
You find them
You'll never see anything like it again
Snow-capped Mountains of paradise
as cold as it was ridged
Sunlight bouncing off of white clouds
The artist broke the easel

Audrey
Audrey

I saw your latest victim.  Enjoying summer camp
When colored leaves are falling  Then will you return

You gotta have an own to hold
Something to hold on to
The truth is great and shall prevail
When one cares whether it prevail or not

You gotta have an own to hold
It's something that you'd rather have so
Something you'd rather have so than not
So get up something to say for yourself

Get up something to say for yourself
that's the important thing
Getting up things to say for yourself
If you want to hold your own

A man is outside himself and inside himself
Cell walls breaking down and making at the same time
Cell walls going down and cell walls coming up
And forming again, reforming

Poetry, the free field of metaphorical action
Play, where you disport yourself, almost alone that is thought
Eyes find eyes, eyes stay with eyes all our lives
Play, where you disport yourself, almost alone that is thought

You gotta have an own to hold on to
Something you'd rather have so than not
So get up something to say for yourself
When one cares whether it prevail or not

Love only in love
Don't love in hatred
or for sport
as if it were a game
to play

Love only in love
it is not a contest
love is not something you win
it is something to have
something to hold

Love only in love
It is not something to -
purchase. Something to own
It is yours
Only when you give it away

Love only in love
Do not waste it
Don't throw it away
or toss it to demons
(Those that attempt to control)

Love only in love
And you will then know
Only love

I wear my heart on my sleeve but I have no shirt just thoughts of healing.
It is red and hurts so much in pain this heart I speak of on my sleeve.
Love hurts it always has and lately it can also **** you and me.
*** is a sentence a death sentence *** is a threat to your short life.
*** makes your toes curl with the right girl *** can be something that is nice.
Show my pain and people panic show kindness they spite my existence.
Love is pain and *** is pleasure *** is love when love is together.
It is a painful pleasure this love/*** thing a lot like everything.
Pleasurable pain that lasts forever whatever forever is.
This heart on my sleeve it burns like fire satisfy my desire.
Sometimes *** is love to die for forever always suicidal.
Burn this paper heart of mine in fire cry inferno desire.
And from its ashes it will learn to begin anew and love again.
Love again and begin anew these paper hearts of fire of mine.

Josh Samman
Dead at 28
American Sports
Ya just gotta love it!

The pronouns are always paid well while
the amatuer nouns make practically nothing.

Mary had neighbors
that would get quite upset whenever
that lamb of hers would make
business in their yard

You say "I'm sorry"
But you don't mean it
You laugh when you steal
Then think you'll get away with it
  
You said that I hurt you
But, you're the one that started it
Never once, did you you ever think
That I got hurt and over it
  
So, you live like Satan
Without forgiveness
And teach your children
How to harm with vengeance
  
They don't know forgiveness
They don't know Jesus
Have you heard the way to live
These four lines, reread this
  
You can play the victim
But are you really fooling
Anyone but yourself
Who are you really fooling
  
Forgive us for our trespass
Forgive us as we sin
Forgive all that have trespassed
Or be the devil's friend
  
I hope you've learnt a lesson
And where you've sent your kids
You welcome me into your home
To rob me, then you spit
  
It was you who hurt me
When I was only ten
Pretend it never happened
That's okay, I can forgive
  
We can go on hurting
And never meet again
Or blame it all on someone
And be the devil's friend
  
I don't want to upset you
I know your only friend
he can never have me
Because I can forgive
  
The southern sun, it burns you
Because that's where you live
You think you took my money
But all you have is sin
  
You took all of my money
I made it back again
Because I can forgive you
Even though your dim
  
You call Bill Brown your father
His labels brand his kids
You call your pills your helpers
Those ****, they have, they did
  
If you can try forgiveness
You won't need ***** to live
It's all about forgiveness
Can you just forgive
  
Love is just forgiveness
Peace is all forgiveness
Life comes from forgiveness
Angels know forgiveness
  
God is just forgiveness
Life is for forgiveness
Love is all forgiveness
Forgiveness is forgiveness

The bigger the bear
The better the rug

In just ten years
They built a new suburb
ONLY FIFTY MILES FROM HERE
It takes two hours
Except on friday nights
Then, it's three to get there
Where the bear and the deer
USED to walk in the woods
and the chipmunks would run scared
And the sweet smell of
Pine fur filled the air
And everything was nice there
Now the maple trees grow everywhere
It seems the deer don't eat here
And the bear crossed
The river called the Delaware
And the Poconos is the new burb
No more vacations
No more summers here
Just more suburban madness

I got hit with an AK-47
A bunch of other kids got all cut up too
I'd rather sit at home and die
of radiation from my computer
Then to have to go to school again
Just to become a ghoul

It's not funny.  Learning is so frightening
today.  All the cameras brother has and
Still, we are not safe.  I'd hate to be
A target/kid today

There is a cure, but they won't figure it out
"Give 'em more guns.  Give 'em more guns."
Is all they ever shout
Well, listen here friend let's just say
Let's fix this thing and do it today
Say take 'em all guns  Take 'em all away
Take 'em all guns  Just take them all away
Today

Mary had a date with the little boy who lived in a shoe.
"Deodorant.  Yes, that's what I'll bring him.  Deodorant."  she fumed

Look at the Canyon
Wonder how it got it's start

Grandioso Splendor
It is Deepness
and spread far apart

From just a trickle
off the ice that was so cold
it burnt the earth apart

Make a libretto like Mozart
or just laugh a lot

Ignorance spreads
like a wild fire
Others create art

Pretend you're my friend
but in the end I can see
Through your finely disguised plot

She came to me a kitten so cold
I had to hold
and warm her heart

Her beauty that of skin deep
as it turned out
she really didn't have a heart at all

Nothing there but
deceit, vengeance, & cruelty
Everything beneath
the acts of humanity

An Icy stare
so cold
It burns a hole right through your soul

A man-hating *****
kills and robs millionaires
Trains middle school kids
all the hatred that they deserve

Because of what her father did
She can't let go
And all the men she loves
Pay for all her sorrow

An Icy stare
So cold
It burns a hole right through your soul

I tread muddy waters now
watch now
hear what I know

Imperialist or Socialist
appointed - no choice
That is what we get

Supposedly a free place
Isn't a free place
even when we pretend

Cops **** are children monthly
and the army does the same
and we just watch the t.v.
we haven't any brain

to stop and change
the wrongness
that's been going so insane

take a look old faithful
we can time you
and we know when you blow your steam
with every time in wonder
of it's gleam

Well look who started Lucy
beating five old kiddie brains
and lookit charlie water bomb
We look up to them

We love the way they look
in technicolor
or so were we trained

Burn it down
burn their world
someone has to make a change

I turn the mirror on your faces
say "look at what you have done"
You cry "No Fair. we can't look.
Don't make us, please"

What comes around still goes around
Miss Meunter are you done?

A trickle off the ice
so cold it burns a hole
on planet earth

The waters now so low
they flow then dry up
like the old

An icy stare
can cause a glare
that burns a hole
because it is so cold
  
so cold

Mary had a little lamb.
Pork just wasn't her thing.

Hey!  don't blame me, I didn't start it
Our fore-fathering leaders came up with it
The United States Constitution
Clearly it defines us
No it don't, but it should
And that's why we're so *******-up
  
I clearly have a right to state my mind when bent
There is no need to exercise
our rights or we'll lose them
No need to ever question them
They're signed in permanent
  
The problem is that they pretend
That they don't even exist
Authority will put you down
and spit on your poor head
Don't ask for help from Liberty
She headed back to France
Why do people seem to kick
The gift-horse in the ribs or in the mouth
It just never makes know sense
  
It tells me here I have a right to own my own weapon
**** any brother/mother off if they trespass again
Protect MYSELF and PROPERTY
It's written here in ink
So why are all these jokers here
Just making me plain sick
By taking everything I own
They're leading me to sin
  
If I ever would work-out my rights again
I'd be in jail or someplace worse
and I don't mean prison
Somebody thought the banks could pay
for a debt that never ends
You have no right to tell us this, you're not american
I do believe I have the right to go to hell again
  
I walked into the library to gain more information
Larry Tribe said it's invisible
The U.S. Constitution
Louis Fisher writes recurring threats have come
To U.S. Freedom on to Woods and Gutzman
Both of them want to know
Who killed the U.S. Constitution
  
Go ahead and blame it on me  
Everybody else did
I guess we make what we believe
When we're up against it
This push and shove and pettiness really has to end
If you need to know the question again
Please tell me who killed the U.S. Constitution
  
Because it never went away
But, we ignore it everyday
Someone question me
Please ask me
Who killed the constitution
was it God?  or was it men?
Was it the one's who caused the fallout?
Could we really ever bailout?
  
Not me my friend, I'm staying here
Right Here!  Until the very end
What does that mean?  I'll tell ya Jim
I'll fight for rights that I believe in
Even if they lead to sin
The U.S. Constitution
  
And If anyone wants to know
I'll ask the question once again
Somebody here please tell me
Who killed the constitution
Yeah, one more time
I love it's ring
And forever which it stands
Somebody again please tell me
Who killed the constitution
Who killed the constitution

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Army trains them
when they're kids
to do good and to ****  

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"Killing babies pleases us" (this said)
Just one of their ills  

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Puppets trained without a brain
          to **** **** ****
Then they blame you for your pain
          oh, **** **** ****  

**** ****, **** **** ****, ****, ****-ill
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Puppets trained, a hand, no brain
**** on my command
Another war
Another land
Oh, **** **** ****
  
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Kung-fu Randy, Kung-fu Panda, Kung-fu Raggedy Andy
Army men on soft pink bunnies ****-ill  

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I killed the Santa Claus that died last Tuesday
He was a *** on 6th and 33rd
Ran over him in my bosses beat up limo
Headed for garbage; headed for out of town
  
Picking up airports on Christmas eve
Twenty-four hours, it isn't a breeze
Falling in potholes and falling asleep
Hunting down deadwood and making a dime
  
I killed the Santa Claus that died last Tuesday
He was a *** on 6th and 33rd
Ran over himin my bosses crummy limo
Drop off the garbage; Headed out of here
  
Now I got an ounce, that's 27 g's
Of the finest coke/blow on the street
Look out for me I'm a loaded gun
I've been on the street, not a ton of fun
  
I killed the Santa Claus that died last Tuesday
He was a *** on 6th and 33rd
Ran over him in my bosses beat up limo
Headed for tunnel; then headed out of here
  
Now Santa Claus ain't no peace cop
And sometimes I don't give a dare
But, you can imagine reaction
To killing a Santa Claus around here, and
  
I killed the Santa Claus they found last Tuesday
He was around like light on a tail
Ran over him in my bosses beat up limo
Headed for trouble; Headed out of here

Mary took her lamb to vacation in the Sierra Nevadas.
Until the Donners showed up one day unexpectedly.

Mary just wasn't the same after that.

Here's that song I wrote about you
Instead of lying around, whimpering
I put my pen to the paper again
And I don't even have to pretend
Yes, here's that song I wrote about you
I hope you like how it ends
Because every-time I think of you
I write a song again

Like a manic my-space ******
Reading everything I write
Deleting words you thought were yours
And changing some to fight
It's not your mother dear nic-o-lee
So stop choosing her to blame
You will be cornered by the feds
Someday when they put you both away

I never knew love in this kind of way
Fly to get there.  Then, have to explain
What possessed me to see you in person
can never be explained
I'd like to talk about two girls
And they're both from Michigan
You Georgia peaches got nothing on them
And the way they love to sin
  
And many come to see me in person
At the typewriter where I sit
And sometimes they can make me feel easy
And at times they make me **** [panic]
When they say
"Why'd you write that song about me"
And I say
"Listen, it was only words"
Do you want to fight with me?
And then they lay on their back again
  
I told you every-word is about you
But the names, look, they changed again
All that hurt, and you still sleep around
Can't you trust?  Then please tell me why you can't
I'd like to write a song about FEB
And how beautiful a ten
or how those ****** in Hollywood
Stole my song last year, again
But, thanks to my friend Walleye I knew they
wouldn't get away with it
Now there I go again
Got off the track in Hackensack
Oh well, here we go again

So, here's that song I wrote about you
To my wife/*****/lost girlfriend
I put my pen to the paper again
And I don't even have to pretend
Somebody write this date down
Sunday, One Ten Twenty-Ten
What once was so very far away
Has already been spent

Hear a song I wrote for you
If the big men go and steal it
I'll have to write another one
I just hope that you can feel it
Here's that song I wrote about you
Can you have that on your conscience?
Here's a song I wrote about you
Life is short!  There!
This song has balance

So, here's that song I wrote about you
Instead of lying around, whimpering
I put my pen to the paper again
And I don't even have to pretend
Yes, here's that song I wrote about you
And I hope you like it's ending
Because, every-time I think of you
I write a song again

Blame me
with
your cold hard stare
  
You point
your
finger at me
  
And I
am
back in your lair

My rooster's hard, bent blue again
Might break out of her pen
I'd hate to be the headline news
or view on news at ten
Four more people died today
Struck by hotwire pole
There must be something I can do
Something I can poke

I'd like to tunnel through then, glue
your underground encavement
So, no one else could trespass
on your petals nor their softness
I see you.  How do you do?
Let songs of love begin
Carried on through morning light
May sunshine never end
And lay your head on morning wood,
together we will mend

I'm a gypsy mother and I got no home tonight
A red nekked gunner and I'm lookin' for fun tonight
Things have got to be better than this
Come on little lady/young miss
We'll get on the stars and ride them until dawn

Well I told you last night
I ran into Dorothy Le May
Whose real name [meunter] Baby, I can't say
There's big money/trouble in this
But, I gotta have my say before I split
and
Hope that someday they don't crawl up to my door again

Well they all had a plan take the money man's money and leave him
And some got caught and others are gonna be leaving
Because the wolves of the wild ride tonight
and they're gonna stick around till daylight
They'll claw and fight through the night
Until everything is even
Then you will be believing

I'm proud of my father
Who fought in World War II
He helped save the world
And the red, white, and blue
He brought me up with sternness
Kindness and understanding
And now I see the rules he had
Were there for my good standing
He is an American, true and blue
Looking back when I was a teen
In the nineteen seventies
I rebelled against war
And fought for the causes
Which I believed would change the world
For the better, not the better off  
So, when my father put me down
I had to turn and look at him
And say the only reason that
I do these things is because
I am an American

Pop cracked and killed in a snap!

She thinks I'm crazy
but, she thanks me just the same

sez, she's got dance class
and I say "I've got t.v."

She's gone about an hour
Now the bubbles blow my brain

I try to get her out of my head
but it's not easy

Not the friendliest face to look at
but, hey you know what they say

Beggars can't be choosy choo-choo
Climb aboard and ride that train

That crazy train train to nowhere
Oh! that was yesterday

and it's everywhere

MMA/UFC was not allowed
in the State of New York
Until someone had died from it

Sometimes ya just gotta wonder
'bout the timing of such things

Only in New York people
Only in New York

She dresses up like a cool-treat
in the summertime

Like an orange-cream with whipped cream
she is so divine
don't forget the wedge of lime, no cherry

bitterly delicious
with each and every taste
she can take you way-out
leave a smile on your face, for almost life

or leave you tearing in the rain
waving goodbye

Clown Communications

I woke up this morning
Arose from my bed
My head was in pain
And there was hurt in my leg
  
Washed up and ate
and packed my brief
The works overload
caused little of sleep
  
Thought of times used
on the early ride-in
Fear subsides to agony
Then, stress subdues to sin
  
The mind does not drift
During works busy trends
And when the day's over
My mind, it just bends
  
So I go to the market
To pick up a something
Who's that?  Whap! Bam! Boom!
What's wrong?  Absolutely nothing!

emasculated
charred thundershower lush romps
mountaintops chomp first

Rain that melts the snow away in early May will never go away.


Seems like that for several days here in March we've lost our ozone layer.


"Big Deal" says the taxi-man in the big city with the fat wallet.


Fat oil says, fat oil says, fat oil says, fat oil says goodnight.


Eat green, eat fresh, eat lithium, just don't try to drink the tritium.


High tide in the hackensack as the moon smiles down on the mosquitoes.


Big daddy stepping on the little man again d.t.v. no good.


Big daddy stepping on the little man there's no healthcare.  Just say die.


This year we can make believe there is health care.  Temperature, pulse, blood pressure.



That is all they do for you for those on medicare and medicaid I swear.


Come back in ninety days we'll do it all over again.  Foot bleeding


It's probably fine, soak it in hot water or you could see a doctor.


But you have to go to the e.r., then you wait for a specialist.


This way they can charge for the higher rate the insurance can't cover.


And that is what caused all those states to be bankrupt.  American Ulcers.


But the people who give half their pay to get insurance get to live.