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Aug 2013 · 870
Story Teller (r)
David Nelson Aug 2013
Story Teller

I've been a dancer I've been a singer
many years ago I was a church bell ringer
I'll tell you stories and I'll tell you lies
my favorite story is the one I see in your eyes

I was a cowboy I've been a prince
had my hair colored in many different tints
played on the stage sang in the halls
but sometimes I feel trapped inside these walls

I was a soldier I've been in war
never knew what the hell I was fighting for
they said it was freedom they say it's right
then why in the hell can't I sleep at night

the times are going they're going fast
not sure how much longer I can last
drinking the ***** taking the drugs
feel my body crawling with tiny little bugs

I hear the sounds of the trumpets call
is that you Louie on my stomach I crawl
trying to get to you to save your life
what's that you say I'm not your wife

my head is spinning my senses weak
guess I have gone a little past my peak
just one more story just one more tune
let me tell you about Camp Lejeune

let me sit for a while on this stool
get you ****** hands off of me you fool
where is my rifle where is my knife
there go those bells again the end of life

play this song for me will you Les and Chet
make your guitars sing on every fret
I think I can see the glowing light
so Mrs. Calabash guess it's goodnight

Gomer LePoet....
Aug 2013 · 1.4k
Taking Chances (r)
David Nelson Aug 2013
Taking Chances

when we were young, full of vim and vigor
we could not wait, until we were bigger
few things frightened us, we were made out of steel
seeking excitement, we wanted to feel

short on brainpower, but strong blood and guts
we didn't care, if we were knocked on our butts
we'd get right back up, and try it again
from climbing a tree, to committing a sin

now we are older, the chances more measured
simple things then, now are more treasured
being more careful, with much more to risk
keeping things hidden, on a backup hard disk

are we smarter now, or just a whole lot more boring
have we lost our zest, spending time hiding and snoring
afraid to take chances, throw our hearts in the ring
seeking out ways, to make our hearts sing

I don't want to die, having too many regrets
being so careful, simply hedging my bets
let them all snicker, and call me a fool
I want to live life, bending some of the rules

put on that parachute, take that big leap,
take some missed chances, before that last sleep
look that special friend, square in the eye
tell them I love you, let your heart fly  

Gomer LePoet...
Aug 2013 · 1.2k
Punk Sandwich (r)
David Nelson Aug 2013
Punk Sandwich

there he is walking down the street
slicked back hair and a thin mustache
high rise collar on his button down shirt
sparkle in his eye and always talkin trash

he loved his Italian beef on pumpernickel rye
he loved his mama and his brothers too
he wasn't your ordinary everyday punk
there was so much more and you knew he knew

fear for him does not exist or so he claims
quicker than a bolting flash of light
behind you with a jagged edge of blade
he is no one to challenge to a fight

he has connections to all the right ones
the ones you need to know for security
or to make some annoyance disappear
his word is golden shinning with a purity

a perfect friend intelligent courteous and brave
but these can all change to weapons of death
if you are so disposed to challenge his way
it just might be your very last breath

after dropping you in a pool of disguise
he will tip his fedora with playful grace
back on his brow and cigarillo between his lips
and that same old smirk upon his face
  
Gomer LePoet...
Aug 2013 · 1.2k
The Gift
David Nelson Aug 2013
The Gift

The most beautiful gift
ever bestowed upon man
is intelligence ....

the gift to inquire
the gift to reason
the gift to explore
the gift to wonder
the gift to love

The worst gift
ever bestowed upon man
is understanding ....

the gift that makes man wonder
why is he here
what is his destiny
what was the reason
is the reason
when
or
will
he ever
understand....

if man tasted the forbidden fruit
from the tree of knowledge
then the joke
was on him

Gomer LePoet ....
Any man who thinks he knows the truth is either a fool or a liar or maybe both....
David Nelson Aug 2013
Maid in China

she was my ayi in Shanghai
a diminutive young lady with a beautiful smile
tough as nails though small and shy
everyday she would walk a dusty mile

to cook and clean at my whim
and bathe my tense body of beaded sweat
after working out at the private gym
her mastery of sponge I would never forget

her soft hands and pale skin a visual treat
her dark hair and eyes that glitter like an Asian moon
large Persian towel there to dry my feet
offering me a taste without the use of spoon

she was my maid but more my lover
though her duties she refused to dash
she had pride like no one other
her naked body shown thru undone sash

I sweep her up and take her in my arms
carry her to my bed of silken sheets
for hours I avail myself of her charms
with rice wine and candied sweets

her kisses sweet and always select
the beauty of her warm wet ******
she knew the ways to keep me *****
she was my perfect maid in China

Gomer LePoet....
** Warning - seductive wording **
Jul 2013 · 496
Games
David Nelson Jul 2013
Games

that landed on the chalk mark
you could see all the way from here
but there is no actual field of play
the games are built on fear

it hit the very top of the net
and bounced and that isn't fair
but there is no hardened clay or grass
and there is no painted square

it landed west of the foul pole
just ask these people there
but there are few real spectators
and even fewer really care

it's when you pretend that you are real
and your thoughts are so sincere
then you vanish your heart safely tucked
so very far from here

games have been around for a very long time
they are as old as the human race
it's so hard to understand
when they're played right in your face

like you don't matter one little bit
hey so you'll never see me again
that makes it so easy to bend the rules
and I thought you were my friend

no peanuts popcorn or ******* jacks
not one single special prize
you feel quite fine lying to me
while you look right in my eyes

the first to score a touchdown
or the first to touch home plate
I sure hope you feel better now
you've closed the entry gate

so the games will continue on
a new town another face
you might tip your hat to the crowd
on your next trip to first base

Gomer Lepoet...
what a beautiful day for a game, the sun is shinning, and the crowd is settling in. Hey beer man!
David Nelson Jul 2013
Beatle Bomb  

I should have known better, but if I fell, can you tell me why?
I'm happy just to dance with you, anytime at all,
you can't do that, if you love me do,
I want to hold your hand, and your bird can sing too,
said you was a taxman, it was a hard days night,
you can drive my car, but you wont see me,
I'm looking through you, but you're nowhere man,
had  a ticket to ride, eight days a week,
it was only yesterday, when I met the day tripper,
we can work it out, with the paperback writer,
we called Eleanor Rigby and Penny Lane,
and now it's getting better, with a little help from my friends,
You say “Helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooo­oooooooooooo”
I say “Goodbye”,  
You say “Helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooo­oooooooooooo”
I say “Goodbye”,  

I was living in a glass onion with Dear Prudence,
I said help! Lady Maddona, won't you just let it be,
Martha my dear, took her Blackbird and Piggies
while Rocky Racoon and Bungalow Bill found something to ****
Julia and **** Sadie  had honey pie for their birthday
while there was a revolution back in the U.S.S.R
it was helter skelter but everybody's got something to hide
but I'm getting better, fixing a hole, using Maxwell's silver hammer
and mean Mr Mustard was chasing Polythene Pam  
so she came in through the bathroom window
guess it is time to just Let it be

You say “Helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooo­oooooooooooo”
I say “Goodbye”,  
You say “Helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooo­oooooooooooo”
I say “Goodbye”,  

Gomer LePoet...
Love Love me do
Jul 2013 · 326
Let's Start a Fire
David Nelson Jul 2013
Let's Start a Fire

You are over there
I am over here
I can see you
looking at me
to see if I
was looking at you
our eyes
going from
need
to desire
burning inside
flames ever higher
why don't we get together
let's start a fire

Gomer LePoet ...
Whew! Now I am really warm. course I just got back from the gym lol.
Jul 2013 · 367
Bridge of Sighs
David Nelson Jul 2013
Bridge of Sighs

one last turn to see
what had been there for me
sighing now I am a prisoner
unless a kiss is placed
upon thy weary face
as the bells ring
beneath the setting sun
under the Bridge of Sighs

Gomer LePoet ...
A final kiss to the city of Merchants
Jul 2013 · 409
di di mau
David Nelson Jul 2013
di di mau

scurrying along
behind the tree of life
changing focus
seeing with new eyes
the world that passed by
words unspoken
hide my face
in silence
hide my heart
in fear
di di mau


Gomer LePoet ....
Jul 2013 · 283
The Touch That Never Came
David Nelson Jul 2013
The Touch That Never Came

a beautiful soul
came and went
only allowing a passing glance
it is my doing
my belief
that we never took the chance

only in dreams
of daylight
the dreams of held slow dance
music that played
in our souls
but the touch never came

Gomer LePoet ....
Jul 2013 · 467
Get Louie
David Nelson Jul 2013
Get Louie

Louie is bad guy
he's the **** of the earth
he's been causing trouble
since the day of his birth
nobody likes him
not even his mom
shoot him stab him
blow him up with a bomb

get Louie

he's a rotten cheat
and a ***** liar
when he was a kid
he liked setting kittens on fire
he'd trip you on the steps
thought he was funny
and when you weren't looking
he'd steal your lunch money

get Louie

his day will come
someone will do him in
a left to the gut
and a right to the chin
shoot at his feet
and make him dance
roll him in mud
and pull down his pants

get Louie

well the day has come
he finally met his match
they found him in the dirt
down by the strawberry patch
he was hog-tied naked
and gagged with a rag
and stuffed up his ****
was an American flag

we got Louie

Gomer LePoet ....
Louie was a bad kid and he got his just reward, but now he's a congressman of the 4th ward.
David Nelson Jul 2013
Still Raining, Still Dreaming

A rainy day
that I can dream on

jimi hendrix


Gomer LePoet ....
Still grooving on this song after all this time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgWLgKuZAKA
Jul 2013 · 1.3k
Gypsy Eyes
David Nelson Jul 2013
Gypsy Eyes

such a rainy day dream away
will this be a stone free day

or will the rolling purple haze
enter up a whole new phaze

just like a vodoo child
running around in the wild

circling around the watchtower
seeking out the majic power

this foxy lady is such a classic
caught in the crosstown traffic

the sky is turning hell fire red
trying so hard to free my head

while someone's house is slowly burning
everyones head is slowly turning

I only have this one desire
let me stand next to your fire

the wind crying out for Mary
how long can this weight I carry

sitting beneath blossoms so shady
soaring on a little wing you foxy lady

so high in the sky above
where all the gods make maddening love

it is still raining, I am still dreaming
the wild thing below is hot and steaming

the Phoenix again will gently rise
when I look again into those gypsy eyes

Gomer Lepoet...
inspired by the thoughts and sounds of primoguitarist James Marshall "Jimi" Hendrix
Jul 2013 · 1.2k
Do Doodle Do
David Nelson Jul 2013
Do Doodle Do

Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do .... hmmm

Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do ... hmmm

Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do .... hmmm


hey mister, cute song but
why do you keep pausing?


I keep forgetting the words kid

Gomer LePoet ....
Jul 2013 · 736
Alphabetical Order (r)
David Nelson Jul 2013
Alphabetical Order  

amazing are the stars, that fill the eyes of a woman in love,
broken is the heart of a man, who has been turned away,
crowded are the stairways of the souls, searching the ****** glove,
dichotomous minds each separating, between month and day,

emulating the desires, that never seem to be quite filled,
forever left behind in the wake, of the steamy encounters,
gratification comes so close to the edge, of tears that spilled,
humbling the spirit of drive, as she casually saunters

in and out of her trances, thus requiring a special technique,
just as your about to capture, the flag of your quest,
keeping your head above the line, you get just one peek,
lovers separated, never owned, still merely a guest      

might as well step into the path, of an oncoming fist,
never was any remote chance, that this would be resolved,
over and over the words are repeated, like reading a list,
permanently bringing injury to the dreamers involved

quietly, you grab your bags of lost promises and regrets,
resolving to the facts, that are right in front of your face,  
securing the one of you dreams, don't be placing your bets,
trying too hard, seeking too much, another time, another place

underlining the failures, that are displayed on the page,
verification of these unwanted responses, we certainly don't need,
when oh when, can this heartache release built up rage,
xylem pumping the fluid, will it finally bleed

you're standing there now, with nothing to show for the time,
zanyism is quite commonly blamed for the entire episode.

Gomer Lepoet...
- From Rhymes or Reasons Vol I
Jul 2013 · 3.1k
The Road To Utopia
David Nelson Jul 2013
The Road To Utopia

I made a left at the stop light
when I should have made a right
now I'm left holding the bag
and I'll be strung out here all night

the road is paved with many turns
and you must stay alert
the horrid smell of rubber burns
as you swerve off onto the dirt

not every answer will be correct
sometimes your gut is wrong
someone will steer you off the path
for the cost of a simple song

Utopia is a state of mind
not a place found on a map
to always keep your razor sharp
you need use a barber's strap

to offer yourself for the good
feel pride in the art of giving
Utopia is not a place of dreams
it is where you are living

Gomer LePoet ....
inspired by the duet of Nietzsche and "The Runt"
Jul 2013 · 736
The Pen of Friedrich - I
David Nelson Jul 2013
The Pen of Friedrich - I

To live is to suffer,
to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering


A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum
shows that faith does not prove anything


You have your way.
I have my way.
As for the right way,
the correct way,
and the only way,
it does not exist


Ah, women.
They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent


And we should consider every day lost
on which we have not danced at least once.
And we should call every truth false
which was not accompanied by at least one laugh


The true man wants two things:
danger and play.
For that reason he wants woman,
as the most dangerous plaything.


a few of my favorite quotes from
The Pen of Friedrich Nietzsche


Gomer LePoet ....
Jul 2013 · 1.4k
Flawed Hypothesis
David Nelson Jul 2013
Flawed Hypothesis

I know she was the one
she had the most to gain
reaching down to touch the fallen soul
bleeding from the mouth
at the bottom of the stairs

she would inherit the winery
she would now be rich
have it all to herself
she had revenge in her heart
he had stolen it from her family

but the wine master seems strange
very nervous for an innocent
and his mustache looks crooked
I don't think it's real Neal
You're right Sherlock  

and what about that boyfriend
he could marry her if she inherited
that slicked back black hair
something is not right there
the way his lip curls

what about that store magnate
wanting to purchase his land
and that scar on his right hand
smooth talker if ever there was
his suit must have cost 2 grand

maybe they all had a hand
but I still think its Muriel
those tears just don't seem real to me
not the way that she should be
so I am thinking it is her for me

Gomer LePoet ...
she looks guilty to me boss!
Jul 2013 · 1.6k
Flied Lice
David Nelson Jul 2013
Flied Lice

she walk on hallowed glound
feet not touching down
whispeling sacled chants
to no one in palticulal
clashing down the sounds of violence
the echos of the voices linging
leaching over the liver to the folest
the encampment of wild eyes
watching the sky fol a signal
a signal of victoly
the dinnel has been plepaled
bling you chop sticks
hoolay for flied lice

Gomer LePoet ...
as reported to me by Hu Flung Dung
David Nelson Jul 2013
The Better to see you with my Dear

yes I know my eyes are bigger
and I have telescopic lenses
trying to see beyond the camouflage
that you hide behind

but it is the sense of urgency
not so much the false pretenses
your hidden tricks with decoupage
that really blows my mind

you climb the ivory fences
looking down on Wrigley Field
under Funk and Wagnalls porch
inside an empty jelly jar

so hard to keep track of
your words of daily yield
by the light of your burning torch
bounced like an old bumper car

the magic words to break the spell
abracadbra alakazam
make the serpent stand abrupt
or make him disappear

so we exchange pleasant thoughts
and a bite of roasted ham
I'll keep my eyes wide shut
the better to see you with my dear

Gomer LePoet ...
more make believe Alice
Jul 2013 · 807
The World of Make Believe
David Nelson Jul 2013
The World of Make Believe

he was not a real doctor
but he played one on TV
in the world of make believe
you can be anything you see
you can be a poet
or a cowboy or a king
and with electronic tricks
you can pretend that you can sing
you can be stronger than an ox
and fly up in the sky
stand up on a old soap box
yell and scream and cry
you can be the judge of man
the protector of the world
a guy can be a pretty girl
with his hair so nicely curled
you can be the Queen of France
a mailman or a lawyer
you can pretend you know how to dance
or be Huck Finn or old Tom Sawyer
the mind is the only limit
because it is fantasy not real
in the world of make believe
anyone can make a deal

Gomer LePoet ...
you can be anyone you want to be :)
David Nelson Jul 2013
Please Don't Look At Me That Way

you know I never meant to hurt you
and I know you feel the same
we were victims of circumstance
it got too complicated what a shame

you feel burnt and I am spent
out of breath and empty inside
who was that crazy man anyway
but that was one hell of a ride

I found you in a chain letter
you were right beside yourself
psychedelic color splashs flashing
and your reflection is on the shelf  

so what do you want from me
please tell me what to say
where do you want me to drop you off
and please don't look at me that way

Gomer LePoet ...
give me a kiss will ya huh?
Jul 2013 · 351
Before This Night is Over
David Nelson Jul 2013
Before This Night is Over

before this night is over
I will have returned to my post
turning back the clock
retrieving spoken words
that have fallen on deaf ears

before this night is over
I will have wiped away a tear
thoughts of what might have been
but wasn't meant to be
or the night would not have remained still

before this night is over
I will have given up on wishes
feelings that were never felt
dreams only on one side
the meeting that never happened

yes before this night is over
things will be like they were
no more than a friendly handshake
good to meet you kind soul
before this night is over ...


Gomer LePoet ...
was that a whisper that I heard? hmmm, guess not!
Jul 2013 · 894
Houdini
David Nelson Jul 2013
Houdini

Rising above gonna start the war
Whacha want whacha need whacha come here for
Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight
Takin me down is a prisoners right

Got shackles on my wings are tied
Beggin' makin' compromise
[Fasten up that time to hide] [(Fast enough?)]
Sometimes I want to disappear

When I feel can I [bend] under [warm] distress
Pass it up on a better day
Well you got whacha want you never knew
Perfect gift from me to you

Yeah yeah yeah

Got shackles on my wings are tied
Begging making compromise
[Fasten up that time to hide] [(Fast enough?)]
Sometimes I want to disappear

(Raise up to your ability)
You never knew what I could find
What could come when we realize
[Don't noone did the compromise]

(Raise up to your ability)
Yeah I'm scared but I disappear
Running around before I promise you
[Like hes some mother? ?]

(Raise up to your ability)
I know that you wanna
[Cause its simple to see of my ability?]

(Raise up to your ability)
Yeah you know I've decided
[Yeah its a ?]

Focus on your ability
Focus on your ability
Now focus on your ability
Focus on your ability

Gain again what they want to steal
Gain again what they want to steal
Gonna gain again what they want to steal
Gain again what they want to steal

Foster The People
Lyrics - Foster The People - Mark Foster

http://www.zapkolik.com/video/foster-the-people-houdini-live-on-snl-371144
Jul 2013 · 2.6k
Pumped Up Kicks
David Nelson Jul 2013
Pumped Up Kicks

Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah, he found a six shooter gun in his dad's closet hidden with a box of fun things.
And I don't even know what but he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you.

[Chorus 2x:]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bullet.

Dad – he works a long day.
He'll be coming home late, he's coming home late.
And he's bringing me a dark surprise.
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice.
I've waited for a long time.
Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger.
I reason with my cigarette
And say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah."

[Chorus 2x:]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bullet.

Ru-ru-run, run, run, run [4x]

[Whistling]

[Chorus 4x:]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bullet.

Mark Foster
Lyrics - "I like to write about real-life topics, and I like to write about different walks of life. For me, that song was really an observation about something that's happening in the youth culture these days. I guess I wanted to reveal that internal dialogue of a kid who doesn't have anywhere to turn, and I think the song has kind of done its job. I think people are talking about it, and it's become a point of conversation, which I think is a really healthy thing."

Mark Foster

http://www.iviewtube.com/v/190880/foster-the-people-pumped-up-kicks-%28live-snl-performance%29
Jul 2013 · 281
I've Forgotten
David Nelson Jul 2013
I've Forgotten

I can't remember now
what was the reason again?
the mind tumbling head over tail
searching for something

aha, the reason
but, the reason for what I ask?
it seems it is not the answers
that are so difficult
but rather the questions

so now that I have the answer
just what is the question?

Questions 67 and 68
does anybody really care?
does anybody care that nobody cares?

It should matter shouldn't it?
Pushed to the edge
pulled to the corner

seek and ye shall find
find what?
How would you know?
I may have known at some point

but right now,
this instance
I've Forgotten

Gomer LePoet ...
What was the question again?
Jul 2013 · 2.5k
Mandrake the Magician
David Nelson Jul 2013
Mandrake the Magician

now you see him
and now you don't
you will marvel at this magic
while the villains won't

**** he is gone
or changed in an illusion
he can read your mind
and cause constant confusion

the bad guys will lose
crushed by his friend Lothar the King
the strongest man alive
wearing his fez and a golden ring

Mandrake waves his magic wand
to hypnotize the evildoers
while his lady the Princess Narda
applies the skewers

Theron, Hojo and Bradley the chief
keep him protected from harm
with Magnon, Lenore and Karma
at his home Xanadu keeping warm

the villains are many and rotten to the core
Cobra, Brass Monkey and evil Deleter
even the Enchantress Aleena must scurry
Ekardnam his twin in the mirror retreater

so you may try as you might
to remain evil and mean
but Mandrake and his crew
will make you come clean

Gomer LePoet ...
another reflection in time of the old Sunday newspaper comic strip characters - Mandrake
Jul 2013 · 1.3k
Crybaby
David Nelson Jul 2013
Crybaby

so you've had your heart broken
the pain is too much to take
the words you wanted to hear
never spoken ...

so you're dreams never came true
your Utopian world crashing down
all your plans and now fear
what can you do ...

you can hide your face in shame
you can cover up your heart
count the tears like raindrops
never again the same ...

then you can think just maybe
dust yourself off and stand
wipe your eyes and nose
you're nobody's Crybaby
nobody's Crybaby ...

David Nelson ....
Another "Runt" inspiration
Jul 2013 · 415
Love of the Common Man
David Nelson Jul 2013
Love of the Common Man

Todd wrote so eloquently about this thought
the world is not run by princes or kings
it's not about the fancy things you bought
or the owners of gold and diamond rings

the elite who spend their time building their crown
soon pass on only to be replaced by another
the world is more than a pretty face in a gown
our world is the common man and his brother

the hard work and dedication to man the wheel
to seek a brighter future for our fellow man
nothing comes for free there is no special deal
love for each other we must give as much as we can

no one knows the future there is no crystal ball
no one truly knows the past and where it all began
this world with all it's mysteries we wish we knew it all
but this world continues on the love of the common man  

David Nelson ....
Inspired by "The Runt"
Jul 2013 · 463
The Love You Make (r)
David Nelson Jul 2013
The Love You Make

are you going to be in my dreams tonite
or is this the end of my Abbey Road
don't know why but these 4 lads have come to light
maybe they have come to ease my load

going back to my future looking for my past
did I really think this dream would linger
anything that was so beautiful surely would not last
the hornet has stung and left his burning stinger

the flowers have bloomed now the season is over
the fragrance slowly drifting away from my sense
the times we frolicked in the hay and clover
now looking over my shoulder as I climb the fence

wish I could be in more of a positve mind
but the baggage is getting to be a bit to much
no tricks left inside my magic hat can I find
I so terribly miss that special touch

I know what they said was true and right
about the love you give the love you make
but I am waiting for the sun to end this night
I selfishly wish I had more love that I could take

Gomer LePoet....
Jul 2013 · 1.4k
Out Behind the Barn
David Nelson Jul 2013
Out Behind the Barn

me and Jimmy Dickens
were in the barnyard feeding chickens
we were both 11 about that time

when up the road came Susie Kasper
with her cousins Ted and Jasper
a couple of teens headed for a life of crime

they signaled out to us
I could hear Teddy cuss
they walked up and whipped out a couple of butts

they said here take a puff
if you like this I got better stuff
so I did just like a dumb old klutz

I coughed and I wheezed
I farted and then I sneezed
my eyes were leaking like a sieve

Jimmy was smarter I guess
but he too finally said yes
took a hit and felt the burn of a shiv

we both puked as they laughed
it was there very special craft
they always managed to make you look like a fool

but they patted us on the backs
said boys now just relax
you won't learn a lesson like this in no school

then Susie gave me a big wet kiss
wow sure wasn't expecting this
I was in a trance until I heard this horn

it was my mom back from the store
she yelled someone help me with this door
but I was busy gettin educated out behind the barn  

Gomer LePoet....
concept based on old country song by Little Jimmy Dickens
Jul 2013 · 589
I'm Movin' On
David Nelson Jul 2013
I'm Movin' On

That big eight wheeler a rollin' down the track
Means your true lovin' daddy ain't comin' back
'Cause I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone
You were flyin' too high for my little old sky
So I'm movin' on

That big loud whistle as it blew and blew
Said hello to the Southland, we're comin' to you
And we're movin' on, oh hear my song
You had the laugh on me, so I've set you free
And I'm movin' on

Mister Fireman, won't you please listen to me?
'Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee
Keep movin' me on, keep rollin' on
So shovel the coal, let this rattle a roll
And keep movin' me on

Mister Engineer take that throttle in hand
This rattler's the fastest in the southern land
To keep movin' me on, keep rollin' on
You're gonna ease my mind, put me there on time
And keep rollin' on

I warned you baby from time to time
But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind
Now I'm movin' on, I'm rollin' on
You have broken your vow and it's all over now
So I'm movin' on

You switched your engine now I ain't got time
For a triflin' woman on my main line
'Cause I'm movin' on, you done your daddy wrong
I've warned you twice, now you can settle the price
'Cause I'm movin' on

But someday baby when you've had your play
You're gonna want your daddy but your daddy will say
Keep movin' on, you stayed away too long
I'm through with you, too bad you're blue
Keep movin' on

Hank Snow said it

Gomer LePoet...
The Singing Ranger from Nova Scotia
Jul 2013 · 358
True Believer (r)
David Nelson Jul 2013
True Believer

Living in a vacuum, marking my time,
searching for some answers, a reason or rhyme,
I'm not a true believer,
but I'm sorry for my sins,
confused by my emotions,
free because of him

I know you're out there somewhere,
just a matter of time,
when we'll be together,
I'll be yours and you'll be mine,
I'll be a true believer,
when you're lying in my arms,
confused by my emotions,
and all her many charms,

I don't wanna be the one, who says that they're sorry,
Please don't let me be the one, crying every night,
I don't wanna be the one, who says that they're lonely,
Please don't let me be the one, crying every night,

go where you wanna go,
do what you wanna do,
be what you wanna be,
say what you wanna say,
because it's right
A tune I wrote a while back
Jul 2013 · 328
I give up
David Nelson Jul 2013
I give up

I give up
you got me
I don't understand the rules

I show up
you shun me
then you whisper in my ear

I'll shut up
not bother you
you can safely display your jewels

my hands up
no longer question you
you have made nothing at all clear

Gomer LePoet...
for the merry soul who hides inside
David Nelson Jul 2013
Have I done Something Wrong?

It is just a question maybe a song
but have I done something wrong?
You seem so distant now am I to blame
if so I hang my head in shame

can you please tell me what has changed
why have I become a memory past
it may seem simple to you in passing
I'm now a sailing ship without a mast

so the question remains in my mind
and it has been here for much too long
please shine your star so I can find
have I done something wrong?

Gomer LePoet...
Have I done Something Wrong?
Jul 2013 · 1.3k
3 Enchanting Ladies
David Nelson Jul 2013
3 Enchanting Ladies

bang on the drum
deep bass delivered
****** the ivorys
the angels voices raised above
Motown meeting hard rock  
the minstrel had to return
to his native land
and opened up
a chance
for me

Gomer LePoet...
explanation is complicated but an audition may be in order soon
Jul 2013 · 3.2k
Disappointed
David Nelson Jul 2013
Disappointed

anticipated dreams of something new
never came to completion
it just sort of died
right there
in front of me
was it fear
I do not
and
cannot
know for certain
when no explanation
is forthcoming

Gomer LePoet...
confused? so am I !
David Nelson Jul 2013
The approximate weight of Czechoslovakia

is the world we see a reality
or is the world of our dreams the real reality
from the infinitesimal of atoms and quarks
to the enormity of our universe
it is the perspective of our view
but is what we view – real
was there a beginning
and is there an end
if the big bang is real
was the last time
the first time
or
has this happened
100, 1000, 1000000 times
unless you are GOD
I doubt you really have a clue
it to me is like guessing
The approximate weight of Czechoslovakia

Gomer LePoet...
just something to think about :)
Jul 2013 · 765
The Other Shore
David Nelson Jul 2013
The Other Shore

I heard a temple bell ringing
and it had a very strange effect
I suddenly felt an extraordinary sensation
of unity and beauty such as I had never felt before
It happened so suddenly that I was rather dazed
it was real, not a fancy or an illusion
I thought maybe I had found my way
my way to the other shore
a guide came along and asked me
if he could show me the temples
and on that instant I was back again
in the world of noise and vulgarity
I want to find my way to the other shore

There is no way to the other shore
There is no action, no behaviour, no prescription
that will open the door to the other
It is not an evolutionary process;
it is not the end of a discipline;
if the mind has forgotten itself
and no longer says - the other bank or this bank
if the mind has stopped groping and searching,
if there is total emptiness and space in the mind itself
then and only then is it there.

A modified excerpt from conversations with J. Krishnamurti

Gomer LePoet...
A modified excerpt from conversations with J. Krishnamurti
Jul 2013 · 301
Second Thoughts
David Nelson Jul 2013
Second Thoughts

I wanted to say something profound
but now I have second thoughts
I've been watching from afar
I don't want to step out of bounds
there seems to be some hesitation
not just from me
fear of the unknown?
fear of the unwanted
slow down
take a breath
the right time will come
or will it
I'm having second thoughts
and I think they are too

Gomer LePoet...
Jul 2013 · 2.6k
I've Been Waiting
David Nelson Jul 2013
I've Been Waiting

So long, I've been looking too hard, I've waiting too long
Sometimes I don't know what I will find
I only know it's a matter of time
When you love someone... When you love someone...
It feels so right, so warm and true, I need to know if you feel it too
(Aaah-aaah) maybe I'm wrong
(Aaah-aaah) won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong?
(Aaah-aaah) this heart of mine has been hurt before
(Aaah-aaah) this time I wanna be sure
I've been waiting, for a girl like you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) to come into my life (life)
I've been waiting, for a girl like you
(Waiting for a girl) and a love that will survive

I've been waiting (I've been waiting) for someone new
(New) To make me feel alive, ah-ah
Yeah, waiting for a girl like you (waiting for a girl) to come into my life
(Aaah-aaah... Aaah-aaah...)

You're so good, when we make love it's understood
It's more than a touch or a word we say
Only in dreams could it be this way
When you love someone... Yeah, really love someone...
(Aaah-aaah) now I know it's right
(Aaah-aaah) from the moment I wake up till deep in the night
(Aaah-aaah) there's no where on earth that I'd rather be
(Aaah-aaah) than holding you, tenderly

I've been waiting, for a girl like you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) To come into my life (life)
I've been waiting, for a girl like you
(Waiting for a girl) and a love that will survive
I've been waiting (I've been waiting) for someone new
(New) To make me feel alive, ah-ah
Yeah, waiting (waiting) for a girl like you
(Waiting for a girl) to come into my life

Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh, I've been waiting
Aaah-aaah, (waiting for you) oooh-oooh, oooh
(Aaah-aaah) oooh-oooh, I've been waiting
(Waiting) I've been waiting, yeah
I've been waiting for a girl like you, I've been waiting
Won't you come into my life? (Life?) My life?
(It's been so long) I've been waiting for a girl like you
I've been waiting, (I've been waiting) oh-oh

Foreigner
cool song from the 80's with Lou Graham and Foreigner

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMwl6pbCg38
David Nelson Jul 2013
Eratic Plastic Dysphemistic Euphemisms

the rain in Spain
falls mainly on the plain
while the dome in Rome
is a place to call home
and the gazoot in Beirut
is in cahoot
with the Neo in Reo
and his brother Theo
and Levi in Shanghai
munches blueberry pie
the roast on the coast
has been burnt like the toast
and my frog on the log
barks like a dog
its a pity how gritty
it is in ** Chi Minh City
never challange Mr Wong to play ping pong
in Hong Kong
or smoke a bowl with a mole
in old town Seoul
or the gendarme will storm
the crowd in Pittsburgh

Gomer LePoet...
I"M BORED lol
Jul 2013 · 551
Baited Breath
David Nelson Jul 2013
Baited Breath

in mad desperation of responsive thought
illogical logic spins through my mind
in anticipation of a finger poked in the eye
wringing my hands thinking why oh why
pacing the floor faster than death
brushing my teeth to cleanse baited breath

Gomer LePoet...
huh?
Jul 2013 · 522
There's a cat in my hat
David Nelson Jul 2013
"There's a cat in my hat"

I needed to go to the store the other day,
I was in a big hurry, no time to play,
I grabbed my wallet, my keys, and my hat,
and reached down to pet my friendly old cat
The traffic was bad, cars going fast,
took me forever, but I got there at last,
picked up some milk, some butter, some cheese,
grabbed for my hanky as I started to sneeze
I got into line it was terribly long,
I daydreamed a while, recalling a song,
the man at the checkout was starring at me,
I wondered what, what it could be
He said "something is wrong" there's a tail from your hat,
I patted my head "I said it's just my old cat",
he looked at me funny so I said to him,
his name is Fluffy, but I call him Jim
He likes to go with me wherever I go,
and I like him with me he puts on a show,
he pats my nose and licks on my head,
he's more than a cat he's my best friend I said
some may think I'm silly for sure,
but I have a hard time walking out of that door,
without my wallet, my keys to my flat,
but most of all my cat in my hat

Gomer LePoet...
an old piece, pretending to be Dr. Seuss, I guess :)
David Nelson Jul 2013
Feeling Like a Man, Thinking like a Child

heart is searching for the answers
when it should be the brain doing the work
feelings of a grown wanting man
but a child's mind reaching thru the murk

rainbow's colors blinding the naked eye
living in a dreamscape of the future
throat goes desert dry as I begin to cry
in this grown up game of tug-of-war

like curious George wanting to know
swinging on this vine of aching love
questions should I stay should I go
looking up but nothing fom above

never wanting to cause a bit of pain
looking for a sunbeam through the rain
I must be crazy have I gone insane
rose sunglasses and a pearl white cane

this piece of work cannot explain
the consequences that come to mind
if I do this wrong can I do this right
feeling like a man thinking like a child    

Gomer LePoet...
Jul 2013 · 929
Newton's Law
David Nelson Jul 2013
Newton's Law

I put it in motion moving in space
the classic mechanics with egg on it's face
it is your basic movement of virtual action
every single cause has a reaction

if you push you get pull in the inverse
back and forth forward then reverse
too many challenges can burn itself out
momentum building creating the doubt

a message was sent could not be retracted
bodies in motion over reacted
gravitational pull increases acceleration
now sitting alone no participation

will the owner of the souls ever return
or am I left out here alone to burn
should have thought sooner before releasing the arrow
she has been injured clipped the wing of the sparrow

now searching for remedies everywhere rootin'
trying to reach Sir Isaac Newton
return the bodies to orbit each other
just like before like sister and brother
  
Gomer LePoet....
can't recall if this was a rule of Isaac or Fig :)
Jul 2013 · 543
Free Agent
David Nelson Jul 2013
Free Agent

well the final cuts have been made
I'm no longer part of the team
my talents no longer needed
but it was an incredible dream

I was likely out of my league
unable to stay the pace to keep up
my shortcomings finally showed clearly
still drinking from the old sippy cup

it was one hell of a ride
I still struggle to catch my breath
I had hoped this would last forever
last until my parting death

but you get exactly your deserving
now it's time to charge straight ahead
there are other teams still looking
for a capable body and head

I have lots of things to offer
so I will take my time to review
I am more than just a pretty face
what you get depends on you

Gomer LePoet....
Life can be a carousel of show tunes strung together
Jul 2013 · 649
Don't call me Shirley
David Nelson Jul 2013
Don't call me Shirley
(tribute to Leslie Nielson 11/28/2010)

sometimes you made me laugh so hard I cried
and a tear did fall when I learned that you died
a doctor with a growing nose in that crazy Airplane
we have to get this person to a hospital in words so plain
what is it a passenger inquires so sincere
a building with patients you made it clear

and when Priscilla climbed that ladder in the study
without even sneaking an up skirt glance
nice ****** was your comment nearly killed me buddy
one could only imagine she wasn't wearing pants
thanks I just had it stuffed was her retort
had to hit the pause and then restart

and the blinded detective with the Naked Gun
back when OJ was still a media prince
you and George kept those bad guys on the run
hasn't been a comic duo that good since
you left us all behind way way too early
just one more time "Dont call me Shirley"  

Gomer LePoet...
(tribute to Leslie Nielson who passed 11/28/2010)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiO3jn1lGQs
Jul 2013 · 352
A Yellow Rose
David Nelson Jul 2013
A Yellow Rose

the way she glides across the floor
even when we're not dancing

she leaves me here wanting more
I hope she is not just passing

she likes to dance and play guitar
I love to watch her soft eyes

she doesn't sing at least not so far
but I bet her voice would bring out cries

I wish badly to hold her close
but she doesn't really know me that well

maybe I should buy her a yellow rose
maybe she would kiss but not tell

Gomer LePoet...
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