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2.6k · Jul 2013
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
2.6k · Jul 2013
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]


[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
2.6k · Aug 2011
Sorry, I've been busy
David Nelson Aug 2011
Sorry, I've been busy

hey how have you been
haven't talked to you in a while
I've been rather lonely
and I sure do miss your smile

guess you've been laying low
not at your usual spots
oh you did visit the story teller
no words for me but for him lots

not saying you have a thing
just saying I don't appear to rate
I know it's family and things
that's what you say as of late

looked for you all day yesterday
and of course again today
I'd keep talking to myself
but I'm running out of things to say  

don't see a point in hanging around
head hurts from thinking making me dizzy
I would say this to your face but you say
sorry, I've been busy
Gomer LePoet ....
2.5k · Apr 2010
Jocks (Ode to Eileen)
David Nelson Apr 2010

While lovely Eileen entertained us all,
with her wonderful words of lace and satin,
it made me want to answer the call,
make guys proud, like General Patton

the guys wear jocks to cloister their tools,
the perfect size so hard to find,
need to protect those precious jewels,
from errant kicks and grabs from behind

most are just elastic and cotton,
some are furry you get from **** shops,
absorb the sweat they smell quite rotten,
pick up with 1 finger or handles of mops

the backs are weird like gives you ******,
when grabbed by the band and yanked real hard,
guys in gym like to snap like frozen veggie,
then try to get you on their dance card

cause now you can sing those real high notes,
your face quite large like you have the mumps,
squeal like girlie man being attacked by goats,
don't bend over you expose those rumps    

but it is important to protect your package,
keep is safe for your favorite gal,
not real good to have swollen sackage,
not even if choice is a guy named Hal

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson May 2013
While My Guitar Gently Sleeps

boogie woogie is on my mind
my toe tapping a thousand times
slapping snare and top hat crash
back to sleep dreamy night fade away

is it a festival of jazz marching by
raz-ma-taz New Orleans style
clarinet and trumpet and tuba blow
blind melon singing do-dah do-dah-day

Latin fever makes me thrash
trying to remember the tricky steps
the cha-cha of the island girls
watching how the shapely hips sway

Spanish marimba mambo twist
taps clacking as the flamenco flies
big box acoustic cat gut strings
fingers twitching wanting to play

square dance cowgirls and dudes strut
thumbs in their pockets stomping boots
fiddles and steel race through my heart
gonna do it all do it all someday

roll over and change the world another day
dreamy night fade away once again
screaming guitars in triple tones
while my guitar gently sleeps away

Gomer LePoet...
no rest for the weary frustrated musician :)
2.5k · May 2013
Goldilocks Paradigm
David Nelson May 2013
Goldilocks Paradigm

this soup is too hot this soup is too cold
this chair is too big this chair is too small
this bed is too soft this bed is too hard
this world is just right at least for most of us all

scientists say that we are lucky to be alive
that the forces of nature balanced just right
at least in this universe we manage to survive
a perfect balance of day and night

if the gravitational forces were stronger or more weak
if the temperatures were much hotter or cold
if the air was too thin or thick at its peak
all these essentials more valuable than gold

in the multi-universe theory this one is just right
blending all the cosmic ingredients just so to fit
for life as we know it with our imperfect sight
  these 3 fuzzy bears packed neatly in a kit

I try telling you stories of science that make sense
sometimes hard finding words meaningful that rhyme
words not about love or hate or feelings so tense
that fit nicely in the Goldilocks Paradigm    
Gomer LePoet ...
this universe seems to be just right
2.4k · Aug 2013
The Plains of Africa
David Nelson Aug 2013
The Plains of Africa

when you touch down here on the African plains
you can almost immediately feel the pains
of a life that grew from nothing at all
greatness achieved but still the blood stains

cultures of complexity started here
somehow they understood but still there was fear
they created technology science and a division of labor
and learned somehow to live with their neighbor

they created transportation writing and math
they started it all they created the path
without their skills in agricultural tricks
we could have never grown just chewing on sticks

and though it all started here so long ago
this area suffers did they forget what they know
this is where my future all began
here was the beginning the beginning of man

we owe it all to these beings so humble and caring
we need to find an end to all of their despairing
  it seems funny that they were the ones stretching the  brain
and now they need educating when there is no rain

infestation of some kind has continually been a thorn
either insects or bacteria for even the newborn
yes they were our beginning the life that we know
we owe our tears and support to help them regrow

  David Nelson ....
the birth of civilization  and now the death of a nation
2.4k · Sep 2011
Midnight in Paris
David Nelson Sep 2011
Midnight in Paris

oui, oui Missour, excusez-moi s'il vous plaît,
may I take your bags, welcome to the Ritz
I am most sure, you will enjoy your stay
Paris is most happy, to see you  Mr. Fitz

Paris in the spring is such a lovely sight
the flowers all in bloom, the skyline at night
bright sun shinning now, maybe an afternoon shower
plan your day well before you ride up in the tower

strolling past the cathedral of Notre Dame
thinking of the bell ringer the old hunchback
like the Philadelphia liberty, the bell has a crack
the storming of the Bastille, to relieve the shame

to the Louvre for the most exquisite art
Rembrandt and DaVinci at their best
so many things to see this is just the start
to see it all would be a fantastic quest

time for a ride down the Seine river
astonishing sights this old city can deliver
a bottle of nice Vouvray to enhance the ride
a lovely local woman right by your side

now you might ask her if she likes to dance
for the clubs in Paree are oh so fine
club Lido also a great place to dine
a wonderful time, Midnight in Paris, France

Gomer LePoet
2.4k · Mar 2014
The Milkman Cometh
David Nelson Mar 2014
The Milkman Cometh

It could be Margie or it could be Pearl
bringing us our refreshment we trust
though we are all old dead beat boozers
we still enjoy sweet cookies dunked in lust  

we waited for Hickey for as long as we could
to get this party off with a bang
but we've waited long enough I say
time for a grand toast gosh dang

Rocky gave us the okay to get started
but he asked us to leave Cora alone
she was busy baking a surprise cake
for the captain who was finally coming home

Hickey finally shows but wont raise his glass
says he sees better now that he's sober
but he couldn't take the kiss from her lips
and quickly began to disrobe her

got milk they all yelled as the night wore on
the police finally shut it all down
the chocolate had been spilled everywhere
the news was all over the town
Gomer LePoet....
2.4k · May 2013
Alabaster Affair
David Nelson May 2013
Alabaster Affair

her skin was like a pure driven snow
laid behind the deepest blue eyes  
and the brightest ruby red lips

you could not look at her and not
want to kiss those soft velvet lips
want to stare into those eyes
want to touch that skin

feel her run her long fingernail
up the spine of your back
to the back of your neck and chest
the nerve endings all over your body
exploding messages of pleasure

the chance meeting in the park
in an early spring warming sun
flowers beginning to burst with life
trees reaching up with their new leaves

you could not take your eyes off
sitting on the edge of the fountain
spewing a water spray from an angels mouth

two angels together in one slice of time
you waited as long as you could
it was time to return to work from lunch
and you had already run 10 minutes over

you walked past her dreading leaving
she looked up with those big blue eyes
and those ruby red lips began to move
you transfixed not realizing she was speaking

you stopped abruptly trying to clear your mind
but still no sound could be heard
only her big rimmed straw hat of white
the the bluest blue eyes
and reddest red lips
and her white alabaster skin

luckily she recognized the symptoms
and smiling put her hand on your arm
and waited patiently for the blood
to return to your brain

oddly she spoke with an island accent
how could this creature come from the islands
the sun and sand and alabaster
she was a princess mandated to sanctuary
on a holiday with her father
who was on business stop here in Atlanta

she knew no one here and the park
was just across the street from her sky suite
for some reason she felt okay speaking with me

now I was 30 minutes late as I took
a quick peek at my watch
you must go she asked?
Yes but can I show you the city later
Yes she smiled to me
I think I would like that

after getting her room number
I triple skipped, jumped and hopped
back to my office my head still abuzz
I stared into dreamland for the next 4 hours

you gonna stay over my boss yelled to me
I shook my head *** it was 5:05
he yelled you gotta date Rob
yes an affair to attend to I said
an alabaster affair
Gomer LePoet ....
the the bluest blue eyes
and reddest red lips
and her white alabaster skin
2.3k · Aug 2011
David Nelson Aug 2011

I sit up in bed and rub my blurry eyes
is that you I see coming towards me
no it's just a shadow on the wall
it was nothing more than a mirage

walking down Cypress Avenue I can't believe
there you are across the street looking my way
wait oh no it was someone else completely
it was just another wishful dream I see

buying my groceries for tonites dinner
wait is that you I seen turning the corner
I rush to the end of the aisle to find
it was your memory playing with my mind

I was sitting at the stoplight on Maple Drive
I glanced over at the car in the lane next to me
I can't believe it must be you sitting there
I waved and you frowned it was just a mirage

I see your face in every little thing I do
I just can't get you out of my mind
maybe I should check myself into the ward
I think I still have that doctor's card  
last nite you told me that you would go
to the prom so I bought you a nice corsage
but you weren't really there were you
it was just another dam mirage

Gomer LePoet ....
2.3k · Jun 2010
And The Winner Is
David Nelson Jun 2010
And The Winner Is

trying to get ahead
fighting for our lives
can we make a difference

what's the right way
is this all just a dream
think of a way to explain

will I find the answer
is my mind really this feeble
sometimes it is just a bit to much

is there really a winner
just what did you win
show me the prize you won

is there an ending
when will the end occur
will we know or go to waste

faith in made up stories
I believe in the maker
but just what is the purpose

boy is this a joke
some think they know
what fools just take a look around

for every living creature
this is what God is all about
this is what I feel is right  

we search for them
look into our own world
they are everywhere you see

what a beautiful world
look at everything you see
look into the mirror

you and I
I will raise my hand
and the winner is....

Gomer LePoet
2.3k · Oct 2013
David Nelson Oct 2013

smacking lips words of jive
phantom flying in circles giving comrades five
****** dreams silently Kant's alive
Gomer LePoet....
2.3k · Jun 2013
The Monkey's Uncle
David Nelson Jun 2013
The Monkey's Uncle

I'm french fried
freeze dried
pour tabasco on top
if you think I lied

if I look your way
I will go astray
pat the monkey's head
every night and day

you drive me mad
with your beautiful smile
for one of your kisses
I would walk a mile

sometimes sassy
with a sharp wit
work the fancy words
rub your hands with spit

a pound of clay
a box of sand
I can spank that monkey
with either hand

hair of gold
hot and cold
motorcycle mama
but it's been sold

likes to dance
when given a chance
has a frequent fire
inside her pants

keeps my head
in constant flux
spinning in circles
that sure *****

it's my own fault
I'm a carbuncle
stay where you belong
I'm the Monkey's uncle

Gomer LePoet ....
2.3k · Sep 2011
Poop Deck - rap
David Nelson Sep 2011
**** Deck

I got rubbery legs and a pain in the neck
sick to my stomach down on the **** deck

I'm rockin and rollin but there isn't a beat
trying so hard to just stay on my feat  

the waves or crashing high on the bow
my belly is groaning I sound like a cow

I bounce off the walls first left and then right
been doing the same thing all frigin night

***** bags are stuck to the walls
in the circles and in the halls

some folks are funny they're faces all green
beware of projectiles potatoes and bean

but I'll do it again I'll do it once more
if only I could open this GD door

put my head in the toilet give it a flush
boy that tastes bad where is my tooth brush

yes the seas were high but I was out flat
couldn't sign on couldn't even chat

what's that on the floor aw man what the heck
now I know why they call it the **** deck

Gomer LePoet...
2.3k · Oct 2013
Booger Off (r)
David Nelson Oct 2013
****** Off

I'm feeling rather foul today,
so I ask you to ****** off,

it's not pretty when I get this way,
you just need to ****** off,

please don't get in my face I pray,
you need to just ****** off,

my head gets hard and my heart turns to clay,
it's best if you ****** off,

I'm asking you to please stay away,
why can't you just ****** off,

not sure if I'm sad, but certainly not gay,
won't you please just ****** off,

maybe I need a good roll in the hay,
naw, just won't you please ****** off,

just got crap on my shirt, from a flying Blue Jay,
gotta go inside and get that ****** off,

that's the way it's been going for me this whole GD day,
why won't the world just leave, ****** off,

no blue skies here, just cloudy and gray,
is it a sign for me, to just ****** off,

no, tomorrow will change, at least that's what I say,
then you flip me the bird, and yell ****** off,

now I'm back where I was, I'll hide until May,
no one to tell me, hey ****** off,

like my love who has spurned me, turned me away,
she said it was too much, I must ****** off,

maybe worms for lunch, with a glass of OJ,
then I can do my own ****** off

Gomer LePoet...
well sometimes life is just a good kick in the head huh?
2.3k · Sep 2011
David Nelson Sep 2011

let me see if I can explain
this heavenly creature running thru my brain
she spins my head in  constant circles
from pie faced smiles to tears of rain

a heart touched by a golden finger
thoughts of her constantly linger
late at night while I probe these keys
thoughts of a church's mass bell ringer

from out of nowhere she did appear
whispering words into my ear
hairs on my neck rise and stand
creating thoughts so very clear

sometimes I think of Raggety Ann
with maybe a touch of Peter Pan
she takes me into this fantasy world
but she is real and makes me feel like a man

closing my eyes I can see her smile
I long to hold her for a such a long while
feel her warmth wrapped in my arms
her voice on my heart's lone speed dial

yes I am one incredibly lucky guy
my head soaring so way up high
there is nothing quite like my babydoll
these words I've written tell you why
2.2k · May 2013
Pretzel Logic
David Nelson May 2013
Pretzel Logic

always counter intuitive
with a twisted sense of fate
explicitly constructed
how much longer will you wait

the axiom of choice
the scenario of doubt
with random intervention
how can you bring about

a clear and precise result
with no deviance in action
probability of predictions
spinning wheels with no traction

the answers so concise
in udder chaos results you find
without collaboration
such an eery creepy mind

a scavenger of darkness
deep down thoughts somewhat toxic
no wavering in directions
manipulative pretzel logic

Gomer Lepoet...
such a twisted sense of fate how much longer will you wait
David Nelson Mar 2010
Tu me manques terriblement (I miss you terribly)

Missing you, wishing I was there right now, Kissing you,
hold your hand in mine, and dance round and round,
then I'll hold you in my arms forever more,

Feelin blue, wishin I was standing right there next to you,
look into your eyes, I'm mesmerized,                  
never ever wanna let you go  
How things got this way I will never know,                
But when I close my eyes I can feel our love grow
Tell me dear, If I was to take you away from here,
make you every dream, so very clear,                        
I'll do anything anything, you ask me too
Every word, every word you've spoken I have heard,
I'll climb any mountain, you've got my word,              
I just wanna be your lover man
How things got this way I will never know,                
But when I close my eyes I can feel our love grow.

Gomer LePoet ...
2.2k · Apr 2013
Going in Circles
David Nelson Apr 2013
Going in Circles

seems like I've been here before
is it deja vu or really something more
when I feel I have left my comfort zone
here I am again in the looking glass

is it me or just a figment of mind
searching everywhere trying to find
the road that leads me from the garden path
nothing changes only time will pass

the lady that has stolen my heart
she has a smile that sets her apart
but she only comes to me in my dreams
such an unsettling confusing morass

now here I am I have come back to begin
going in circles in a heart wrenching spin
one more time around the trap in my head  
have I reached my life's impasse

round and round and nobody knows
I wonder if my pain truly shows
going in circles will this ever end
one last swallow to empty my wineglass

Gomer LePoet....
what goes around does just that, it goes around.
2.2k · Mar 2010
Rap Trap
David Nelson Mar 2010
Rap Trap

          My life's a mess, let me try to explain,
          I'm a 5 minute walk to going insane,
          see there's way to much going on in my brain,
          headed for a crash on a high speed train

          my bones are acrakin', my knees wont bend,
          ain't got no money, but I spend, spend, spend,
          don't know why I feel, I have to pretend,
          took some big blue pills, hoping to mend
          things changed so fast, I wasn't even aware,            
          when it hit me in the face, why I do declare,
          time to man-up, need to grow me a pair,
          or I can turn my back and pretend I don't care

          caught in a trap, betwixt and between,
          should I tell everyone, should I come clean,
          I'm so confused, do you know what I mean? ,
          when I look in the mirror, I see Orson Bean

          it's just jive, some people say it's rap,
          if you want my opinion, I think it's crap,
          but I find it hard to get outa this trap,            
          can't stop my lips from goin flap, flap, flap

          Gomer LePoet...
2.2k · Oct 2013
Prisoner of Love
David Nelson Oct 2013
Prisoner of Love

I don't need shackles on my wrists
to remind me of the way I feel
the evidence is right in front of me

get on my knees and clench my fists
find a way to seal the deal
I can't let this get away from me

I'm an owner of a battered heart
who keeps coming back for more
no I'll never give up the fight

I'll read my lines play my part
I'll keep knocking on the door
eventually I know I'll get it right

I'm a prisoner of love
and that is just what I want
I wouldn't have it any other way
just a prisoner of love
lock me up and hide the key
I won't hide my feelings away

I have no need for an orange jump suit
it wouldn't look good on me
and I'll still know where I am

you know that your point is moot
you get exactly what you see
I won't hide my head like a clam
I'm a prisoner of love
and that is just what I want
I wouldn't have it any other way
just a prisoner of love
lock me up and hide the key
I won't hide my feelings away

Gomer LePoet ....
2.2k · Aug 2011
Your Words
David Nelson Aug 2011
Your words

from Yoville to nowhereland
now that you have left this is all that I have
and I will treasure these until the end
my tears will never stop
I miss you so my friend

two hearts
an affair of the heart
can you hear my cries
if this is goodbye
I wish
Just a country girl
remember when
I've lost you, but I haven't  
sweet dreams
I'll be there
Let's ride
Out of control
rearview mirror
You matter
keep on keeping on
a whisper to your heart
suffering in my silence
can't live with you & can't live without you
parched heart
puppet on your strings
feel me

Gomer LePoet ....
2.2k · Mar 2010
Mystic Starfall
David Nelson Mar 2010
Mystic Starfall

I'm all aflame, with this burning love call,

this unearthly queen, Mystic Starfall,

she turns my head, she lifts up my soul,

afraid that her kisses, will take a huge toll,

when you expect most, she fades in the night,

she hides in the darkness, appears in the light,

I need something, something I can hold,

I reach out to touch her, her curtains unfold,

all this time hidden, what a waste, what a crime,

this beautiful maiden, lost beauty in time,

unmasked from behind, her eyes how they shine,

and now they look down, straight into mine,

this incredible beauty, once afraid to appear,

now is most anxious, to show its so clear,

she has been released, the shadows no more,

my Mystic Starfall, a tigress now, a kitten before

Gomer LePoet...
2.1k · Jun 2010
Slashers Defined
David Nelson Jun 2010
Slashers Defined

In response to my piece, Slashers, it was requested that maybe I could
reveal at least which band or other info these great guitar players performed for to gain their claim to fame. I don't want to spend too much
time on this defintion, but will give what info I think is pertinent. If you do not know some of the names I have presented to you, and you are a blues,
rock, jazz, fusion guitar fan, I suggest you take the time to listen to some of their work. I have included some of my favorite incredible fusion players that do not have a super star following, but are renowned in their group of fans, probably mostly musicians to some degree.
If you are a frustrated guitar player like I am, do not listen to the likes of  Holdsworth, Johnson, Gambale, or Morse unless you love being tortured.
Anyway on with the show.
Eric Clapton – Yardbirds, Cream, Blind Faith, Derek and the Dominos.

Jimmy Page – Yardbirds, Led Zeppe, The Honeydrippers, The Firm

Jimi Hendrix – not only what is, but,  what could have been

Alan Holdsworth – Solo jazz fusion player – hot

Steve Howe –  Yes, Asia - Progressive rock, jazz –

Bill Nelson – BeBop Deluxe, Solo

Terry Kath – Chicago (25 or 6 to 4) – another sad early departure

Ted Nugent – Amboy Dukes, **** Yankees – The madman

Jim Krueger – Dave Mason Band – solo progressive rock

Eddy Van Halen – Van Halen

Ritchie Blackmore – Deep Purple, Rainbow

Jerry Doucette – Doucette (Mama let him play)

Eric Johnson – Solo – New Age, jazz

Frank Gambale – Australian- Jazz, fusion, rock

Goerge Benson – Jazz

Larry Carlton – Jazz, new age rock

Marc Farner -  Grand Funk Railroad

Peter Frampton – Humble Pie, solo

Joe Satriani - New age – solo

Johnny A. - jazz, new age – solo

Danny Gatton – jazz, rockabilly – solo

Chet Atkins – jazz, country

John Mayer – Pop, blues – solo

Neal Schon – Journey

Steve Lukather – Toto

Masyoshi Takanaka – New age, jazz – Japanese solo

Lee Ritnour – Jazz, new age – solo

Leslie West -  Mountain, West  Bruce & Laing

Monty Montgomery – jazz, blues (accoustic you have never heard)

Wes Montgomery – jazz 40's – 50's

Phil Keaggy – New age Christian

Robin Trower – Procul Harem

Brian May – Queen

Rick Derringer – Montrose, Edgar Winter Group, Steely Dan

Robin Ford – John Mayall, Chick Corea, solo jazz, fusion, blues

Carlos Santana – Santana

Ronnie Montrose – Montrose

Steve Morse – Dixie Dregs, Kansas, solo jazz, fusion

Trevor Rabin – Yes, solo new age

Gomer LePoet...
2.1k · Mar 2010
Crazy Circus (just a wrap)
David Nelson Mar 2010
Crazy Circus (just a wrap)

We're runnin' like chickens with our heads cut off,                      
Squealing like piggies round the old food trough,
Stuck on a treadmill and we can't get off,
It's a crazy circus

Lost and confused, walkin in a trance,
Common sense needs a second chance,
But time is runnin out gotta change our stance,            
Such a crazy circus

Just lookin' for respect we think we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow

Under the bigtop we're up on the stage
Spillin' and killin' lost in a rage
Why can't we just turn the page
Of this crazy circus

Strutin' our stuff actin' real cool
Posin' in the mirror ready for a duel
Now who do you think is the real fool
What a crazy circus

The old ringmaster we're the main attraction
Always lookin' for some kind of action
Spinnin' our wheels losin' our traction
In this crazy circus

Just lookin' for respect we act like we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow

Gomer LePoet...
2.0k · Mar 2010
Nice Hawaiian Punch
David Nelson Mar 2010
Nice Hawaiian Punch

I was standin there you see,
I wusn't expectin nutten,
when she double sucker-punched me in the gut
my belly revolted badly,
fowl words were on the button,
civil conversations like a pairing knife cut

It's been in the works you see,
we've been beggin for a fight,
the pressure is too much for you to take
so when I wasn't lookin',
first you threw a left and then a right,
and that is why now my belly ache

now the truth is setting in,
my waves have settled down,
a big mistake has reared it's ugly head,
my world will be in sorrow,
my presence banished from this town,
a nice Hawaiian punch the pain I dread

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Jul 2010
Rosanna Danna Danna – Peas on Earth

Hi, I'm Rosanna Danna Danna
and I've got a complaint to make
I'm all for a good balanced meal
and all the vitamins you take

now I like my veggies
like them an awful lot
but think you should try different ones
not just the ones you got

like I'm always hearing someone say
why can't we just have Peas on Earth
I don't think that's fair at all
need other ones too to help control your girth

I mean what's wrong with yellow corn
and what about string beans too
they're chunk full of nutrients
and they taste real good in stew

you can put asparagus on a plate
cover it up with butter
even okra would be alright
do you think I stutter

I mean I just don't understand it
why is all about Peas
everywhere I go I hear
let's get down on our knees

and bow our heads in silent prayer
and make these special pleas
but I want something else
it's not just about these dam Peas

it just goes to show you
it's always something you see
people need to understand
it's not just only me

excuse me Rosanna,
I think you have it wrong
it's Peace, Peace on Earth
they've been talkin about all along

well then that's different
just you never mind
Peace is a real good thing
I hope it's something we find

Gomer LePoet...
tribute to Gilda Radner
David Nelson Sep 2011
Minuit à Paris

oui, oui Missour, excusez-moi s'il vous plaît,
peux je prendre vos sacs, être bienvenu au Ritz
Je suis plus sûr, vous apprécierez votre séjour
Paris est le plus heureux, vous voir M. Fitz

Paris au printemps est une si jolie vue
les fleurs tous dans l'éclat, l'horizon la nuit
le soleil brillant shinning maintenant, peut-être une ****** d'après-midi
planifiez votre jour bien avant vous le trajet en haut dans la tour

le fait de promener devant le cathederal de Dame Notre
le fait de penser au carillonneur le vieux bossu
comme la liberté de Philadelphie, la cloche a un craquement
le fait de prendre d'assaut du Bastille, pour soulager la honte

au Louvre pour la plupart d'art exqusite
Rembrandt et DaVinci à leur meilleur
tant de choses à voir c'est juste le début
voir tout cela serait une quête fantastique

le temps pour un trajet en bas le fleuve de Seine
les vues étonnantes cette vieille ville peuvent livrer
une bouteille de Vouvray agréable pour améliorer le trajet
une jolie femme locale directement par votre côté

maintenant vous pourriez lui demander si elle aime danser
car les clubs dans Paree sont oh si parfaits
le club la Plage aussi un grand endroit pour dîner
un temps magnifique, le Minuit à Paris, France

Gomer LePoet
2.0k · Sep 2011
Punk Sandwich
David Nelson Sep 2011
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 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 purety

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

after dropping you in a pool of disguise
he will tip his fadora with playful grace
back on his brow and cigarella between his lips
and that same old smirk upon his face
Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Apr 2010
First Kiss (Act II - Miami Vice) A Rock Opera

Rachel's plane set down at 2:45 at the Miami Dade Airport.
She was anxious to get off of the plane after a 6 hour flight,
and of course the concourse was jammed full of smiling faces,
weeping faces, noisy children, old people, fat people, tall people,
Cubans, Europeans, Asians, hustling and bustling about.
Rachel and Daniel had of course exchanged photos so they both
knew exactly who they were looking for. Rachel of course was a
bit overdressed having left the UK in 40 degree rainy weather,
only to arrive in balmy Miami where is was 82. After finally
being able to stand and gather up her carry on bags, she
anxiously started down the aisle to exit the aircraft, up the
exit ramp and out into the gate receiving area. After a few
panicky moments, she finally spotted Daniel, and when their
eyes finally met, she felt a new bounce in her step and an
excitement building in her body, as both their faces were covered
with huge smiles. They finally reached each other and embraced,
a long, long embrace. They finally stepped apart from each other
and just stared at each other in disbelief. “is this really happening”,
Daniel asked Rachel. “yes, finally” Rachel said half laughing, and then
they kissed. For the first time their lips met and they both meleted
into each others arms, forgetting for the moment that they were in
a public arena, though most of the people were busy with their own
lives and paid little attention to them except for a few smiling glances.
That first kiss was all and more of what each had expected. The fire
of love was burning inside each of them at that moment, just waiting
for an excuse to burst into flames.
They scurried down the wide concourse aisle and headed toward
the escalator down to the baggage pick up area. Walking hand in hand,
looking at each other with still those big grins on their faces. They
finally were able to secure Rachel's luggage and headed out the door
to the parking garage where Daniel's car was parked on the 3rd level.

As they started to cross the busy 4 lane road to get to the garage,
Daniel suddenly looked up and saw a vehicle traveling at a much too
high rate of speed for this congested area. He grabbed Rachel's arm
and pulled her back as the car went speeding by. A couple of shots rang
out from the passing vehicle and barely missed them bouncing off the wall
behind them. They both looked at each other totally startled.

The night was ringing, with violent sounds,
the echoes of turbulent dreams were flying,
being chased by villians, like foxes and hounds,
through the streets, hear the voices crying

seems he had been, a witness of crime,
he was offering his service to the city,
the cartel found out, he was taking the time,
his interventions would allow for no pity

duck your heads, run for the cover,
these beasts of violence, will sure take your life
hide with the Feds, save your lover,
be wary of traitors, they cut like a knife
the wailing of sirens, tear through the night,
warnings of immanent danger for you,
seek out the dark, stay out of the light,
you and your lover with your love so true

duck your heads, run for the cover,
these beasts of violence, will sure take your life
hide with the Feds, save your lover,
be wary of traitors, they cut like a knife

Still thinking of that First Kiss ….

Gomer LePoet
David Nelson Sep 2011
Charges – Negative or Positive

The choices are plain and simple
like the site of a red swollen pimple
you can choose to take a negative charge
and just sit and watch that baby enlarge

on the other hand you surely can choose
to take a positive charge and find the sun
it's not necessary to continuously lose
bring your best smile and offer it to someone

you are sitting here inside of my mind
I'm searching for the right words to say
things just seem to get harder everyday
I don't want to seem uncaring or unkind

so hook your heart up to a particle beam
I'm hoping you will chose a positron
the eyes that glow really turn me on
they curl my collar and make me steam

your voice in my ear I get like a drunken sailor
I can feel the charge believe me it is positive
you quicken my pulse even more Swift then Taylor
these are the things that make me want to live

so the circle goes round makes me so merry
sweet are your lips like a chocolate strawberry
the world is so perfect though we don't seem to know
any charge at all can make a positive glow

Gomer LePoet...
2.0k · Nov 2011
Cuckoo for Coco
David Nelson Nov 2011
Cuckoo for Coco

the chap from Santa Monica
with his weapon slung over his shoulder
working it over upside down
it was the way he learned how to hold her

blue bullets shot out to the crowd
he smoothly garnered their attention
they understood by the piercing sounds
and his bad boy gravel voiced intention

he had his good days and his bad days
but he has never let me down
left-handed back-handed super cool tones
he pulls out the tears but never lets me drown

Gomer LePoet ....
Listen to some Coco Montoya - good days bad days
David Nelson Apr 2013
Crazy Circus (just a wrap)

We’re runnin’ like chickens with our heads cut off,
Squealing like piggies round the old food trough,
Stuck on a treadmill and we can’t get off,
It’s a crazy circus

Lost and confused, walkin in a trance,
Common sense needs a second chance,
But time is runnin out gotta change our stance,
Such a crazy circus

Just lookin’ for respect we think we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow

Under the bigtop we’re up on the stage
Spillin’ and killin’ lost in a rage
Why can’t we just turn the page
Of this crazy circus

Strutin’ our stuff actin’ real cool
Posin’ in the mirror ready for a duel
Now who do you think is the real fool
What a crazy circus

The old ringmaster we’re the main attraction
Always lookin’ for some kind of action
Spinnin’ our wheels losin’ our traction
In this crazy circus

Just lookin’ for respect we act like we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow

Gomer LePoet...
just a wrap - at least my attempt
1.9k · Nov 2013
Have I lost my passion
David Nelson Nov 2013
Have I lost my passion

I'm not sure I have an answer
but it just doesn't feel the same
I needed more control of my world
sometimes my actions were just a shame

but it seems my heart is attached
to feel love and to feel pain
now seems just going thru the motions
very little sun and not even any rain

I'm not sure what I now feel
seems I'm somewhere in between
I try reaching a little now and then
but encouragement isn't seen

this feels so different so weird
this was the thought then she touched me
the words so filled me and I knew
the passion was just waiting to be free

I was left with a jump in my step
my heart pounding a quickened beat
I felt her in my arms once again
felt her parting kiss so dam sweet

I seem to have regained regrouped
I can feel the blood flowing with a cause
she is my passion that had drifted some
now I am no longer feeling pause
Gomer LePoet....
1.9k · Jul 2010
157 Riverside Avenue
David Nelson Jul 2010
157 Riverside Avenue

I can hear the razz-ma-tazz piano, ah the sound so sweet
lead up to an old thyme rock tune, making me tap my feet
the clubs have come and gone, changing names over and over
but the music has never left, on this south side of Dover

rock and roll star wanna be's, long hair and fancy pants
kickin out the tunes for us, hoping that we'll dance
here's a tune by rocker Lynyrd, or one by Stevie Ray  
even some old R & B, like Sittin on the dock of the Bay

we sat around and drank our beer, raising hell till 2 a.m.
had to go to work next day, and survive that crap mayhem
it did not really matter though, we'd do it again tonite
cause we were young and feisty, and the music made it all seem right

loud guitars and crashing drums, a fiddle and a flute
as long as it was in the right key, we didn't give a hoot
every Thursday thru Saturday night, drink shots and smoke **** too
it just didn't get any better then, 157 Riverside Avenue  

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Nov 2013
"Master Of The House"

My band of soaks, my den of dissolute's
My ***** jokes, my always ****** as newts
My sons of ****** spend their lives in my inn,
Homing pigeons homing in
They fly through my doors,
And they crawl out on all fours

Welcome, Monsieur, sit yourself down
And meet the best innkeeper in town
As for the rest, all of 'em crooks:
Rooking their guests and crooking the books
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who's content to be

Master of the house, doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
Tells a saucy tale, makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!

Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em of a sou or two
Watering the wine, making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks when they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's ***** friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!

Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!

Food beyond compare. Food beyond belief
Mix it in a mincer and pretend it's beef
Kidney of a horse, liver of a cat
Filling up the sausages with this and that
Residents are more than welcome
Bridal suite is occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!
(Oh Santa!)

Charge 'em for the lice, extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little slice, there a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks I knows
How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!

(Oh, sorry love
Let's get something done about that)
I used to dream that I would meet a prince
But God Almighty, have you seen what's happened since?

Master of the house? Isn't worth my spit!
Comforter, philosopher' and lifelong ****!
Cunning little brain, regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover but there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature landed me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted living with this ******* in the house!

Master of the house!
Master and a half!
Comforter, philosopher
Don't make me laugh!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!

Everybody raise a glass
Raise it up the master's ****
Everybody raise a glass to the Master of the House!

Writer(s): Jean Marc Natel, Herbert Kretzmer, Claude Michel Schonberg, Alain Albert Boublil
Copyright: Productions Bagad, Alain Boublil Music Ltd., Boublil Alain Editions

Gomer LePoet ....
I had  the wonderful experience of seeing Les Miserables performed by the local community playhouse actors this past weekend. what a performance :)
1.9k · Dec 2013
The Magicians Assistant
David Nelson Dec 2013
The Magicians Assistant

hidden behind cape and robe
the magic hat contains secret treasures
the seductive mistress with smiling face
brings slight of hand in different measures

now you see it now you don't
the trick is more than meets the eye
some will understand while others wont
they hide inside a box and cry

he waves his wand over the table
making things appear so real
but the assistant is doing as has been told
he gets all the applause it was the deal

Gomer LePoet....
1.9k · Oct 2013
Newton's Law
David Nelson Oct 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....
1.9k · Mar 2010
Wee Wee Missure
David Nelson Mar 2010
Wee Wee Missure

excusez-moi pendant que je prends un pipi
gardez votre imagination les chaussures haut refaites un talon de la voie
les cris si désolés j'ai un pauvre but
projetait de le fixer plus **** aujourd'hui

si triste que je ne garde pas de contrôle
le monsieur partez s'il vous plaît
envoyez-moi la facture faisante le ménage
Je mendie humblement votre clémence

Translater translation2.paralink

excuse me while I take a ***
keep your fancy high heeled shoes out of the way
whoops so sorry I have a poor aim
was planning to fix that later today

so sad that I do not keep control
mister please will you move away
send the cleaning bill over to me
I humbly beg your mercy

Gomer LePoet...
1.8k · Oct 2011
up the down staircase
David Nelson Oct 2011
up the down staircase

running in circles chasing my tail
rerunning another episode of groundhog day
trying to skim on the water without a sail
constantly getting in my own way

reaching for the stars without any arms
singing the blues to a house of the dead
searching for the clock in a room full of alarms
should be slamming the door closed instead

out of breath climbing the staircase with no end
when the only way that it goes is down
keeping my eyes closed trying to pretend
wearing the mask and the tears of a clown

the odds of completion like Custer's last stand
trying to understand the reason of risk and reward
counting the good things with only one hand
playing solitaire with a deck missing one card

Gomer LePoet ....
1.8k · Oct 2013
Gold Digger
David Nelson Oct 2013
Gold Digger

now I'm not saying she's a gold digger
but her hands are in my pants pants pants
and I'm thinking as far as I can figure
she's not asking me to dance dance dance

cause the only tune I can hear playing
is the one that's in my head head head
and she's not skinny but she keeps saying
honey I need some bread bread bread

only last week she was begging me
she's needing cash for her sister sister sister
in my pocket once again you see
surprised her hand isn't one blister blister blister

I tell her go away you fool
you're not coning me this time time time
then she cries saying I'm not cool
the way you treat me is a crime crime crime

that's a lie and you know it honey
I give you everything you need need need
but all you seem to want is my money
I'm not a turnip and I bleed bleed bleed

so I'm not saying she's a gold digger
but her hands are always in my pants pants pants
and I'm thinking as far as I can figure
she's still not asking me to dance dance dance

Gomer LePoet....
1.8k · Sep 2013
Every Picture Tells a Story
David Nelson Sep 2013
Every Picture Tells a Story

concerned mother scolding her child
the roaring of the crowd gone wild
the melting sun setting into the sea
an old drunk in the bushes taking a ***

a weeping soldier sitting on his helmet
standing in line waiting for a permit
pitching a tent in a national park
searching for your dog in the dark

migrant workers tending a garden
prisoner of the state pleading for a pardon
solar flares lighting up the sky
licking your lips for that apple pie

city workers digging up the street
marathon runner with blisters on her feet
working the formula in an algebra class
sipping wine from a long stemmed glass

walking the streets looking for a job
toothless old man eating corn on the cob
loosing your home to a banker of greed
growing your future from a single seed

climbing a mountain  all the way to the top
keeping the faith until you're about to drop
going out in a blaze of glory
you can find a picture in every story

Morpheus aka Gomer LePoet...
1.8k · Nov 2013
Plunk your Magic Twanger
David Nelson Nov 2013
Plunk your Magic Twanger

years ago when I was a tike
back when I could barely even ride my bike
there was this silly show I loved and had to see

on Saturday mornings just for kids
they showed short films and had funny skits
so weird it seemed they were just talking to me

films about this kid they called the Jungle Boy
he rode on an elephant and brought me great joy
always tracking down men doing evil things

then there was always this special guest
a doctor, a scientist, someone who impressed
who would try to demo and explain

their special skills but is was to no avail
along came the gremlin with water spritzer and pail
and on the poor speaker he would make it rain

he was called Froggy the Gremlin a puppet at best
he'd dance like a clown and stick out his chest
and he was always introduced with this silly chant

plunk your magic twanger froggy, oh my dear
and boing in a puff of smoke he would appear
and bedlam would ensue he'd go off in a rant

Hiya kids, Hiya, he'd always say as he danced
on the edge of my seat, I was so entranced
what kind of stunt would he now try to pull

squirt the guest with his seltzer bottle he was so bad
the guest would run away, run away so wet and mad
the gremlin always kept his bottle full

zany comedy, mindless laughter every week
couldn't wait to see who would be the next weeks geek
so innocent then so full of vigor and vim

there is another part to this story someday I will tell
later on in high school before the first morning's bell
Froggy is still alive, no cant forget him

Gomer LePoet...
based on a kids TV show from the days of my youth that were more simple
1.8k · Jun 2010
Down in the Dumps
David Nelson Jun 2010
Down in the Dumps

down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
feeling like, my neck is lumpy,
maybe, I got the mumps

down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
feeling low, yeah feeling kinda grumpy,
baby, head is covered with bumps

why you wanna go and treat me this way,
you pretend that there's absolutely nothing wrong,
you haven't said a single word all day,
my hard drive is frozen that's why I sing this song

I'm down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
once again, I'm so confused,
honey, do I have a fever

down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
I guess you don't give it any matter,
if my bits and bytes or scattered

you make me go and feel like a fool,
pretending that there's absolutely nothing wrong,
you won't even look my way,
my display says System 32,  that's why I sing this song

got a wrong length record,
got a block incomplete,
transmission aborted,
yes I'm down in the dumps

Gomer LePoet...
1.8k · Aug 2011
Samuel and Daisy
David Nelson Aug 2011
Samuel and Daisy

Samuel and Daisy two lovers of life
and now things are better than ever before
Daisy agreed to become Samuel's wife
their names together on the sign above the door

Samuel was a writer of mystery tales
Daisy soon to become a corner shop owner
his stories led the market in sales
had trouble keeping his printer in toner

the words would roll off his finger tips
especially after a moment with his girl
tasting the kisses from her sweet lips
some so hot it would make his hair curl

Daisy bought a flower shop she loved flowers
and once in a while she would strum her guitar
Samuel could watch her for endless hours
she was so beautiful both near and far

their lives forever tangled around each other
their perfect love right out of a fairy tale
each night they would say a prayer for her brother
in the desert protecting others he would not fail

yes Samuel and Daisy were a perfect match
loving each other more than themselves
like the sunflowers in her flower patch
the story of their love on life's book shelves
Gomer LePoet ....
1.8k · Mar 2010
Can't get you out of my mind
David Nelson Mar 2010
Can't get you out of my mind

There is way, way to much confusion,
I can't get my head straight,
is this just another illusion,
I think it's getting late,
you know we talked about this before,
talked about curbing our emotions,
or did you forget,
I must admit
I can't get you out of my mind, no darlin,
I can't get you out of my mind, no no no
isn't this, isn't this September
I can hardly wait,
I hope, hope that you remember,
it's been a year since our first date,
we walked along underneath the moonlight,
holding hands, wishing on a star,
I won't say won't,
I'm hoping you don't
I can't get you out of my mind, no darlin,
I can't get you out of my mind, no no no

Gomer LePoet...
1.8k · Nov 2011
If you break my heart
David Nelson Nov 2011
If you break my heart

if you break my heart
I know I will never forget you
because I loved you once that will never change

if you tell me goodbye
I know that I will miss you forever
the memory of you will never feel strange

if you let go of my hand
I will know it was not easy for you
for if it was then that certainly is my fault

if the words make you tremble
the special words you once said to me  
locked away forever inside my heart's vault

Gomer LePoet ....
1.8k · Oct 2011
Robin Hood's Ball
David Nelson Oct 2011
Robin Hood's Ball

there is a stretch of land
built by ancient calloused hand
4000 years before the year of the Lord
just north of Stonehenge in that accord

and nearly one thousand years before
on Salisbury Plain and right next door
a part of Wiltshire England town
and shares a name of the renown

folklored bandit who helped the poor
though no real connection of that they're sure
it's purpose of use not really very clear
a neolithic causewayed enclosure here

a circuit of ditches encasing each on the sides
meeting in the center for a gathering of tribes
built in the transitional period before the pyramids
from hunter gatherers to permanent settle with kids
Gomer LePoet ....
1.8k · May 2013
Babylon Sisters
David Nelson May 2013
Babylon Sisters

one of them is blonde
the other one a redhead
but both are very fond
of fine liquor and giving head

their painted lips and coiffured hair
finely dressed to the nines
you can take them anywhere
snorting coke and sipping wines

they will spend your dough
and let you touch them everywhere
but upfront they will let you know
it will cost to remove their underware

they are ladies of the evening
finest of the maidens fine
not interested in a wedding ring
just lustful *** time after time

they remind one of times gone past
ancient world of love and fun
so beautiful and fast
**** sisters of Babylon

Gomer Lepoet...
the maidens of Babylon were rather frisky and **** too
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