Flashers

Everyone knows how to spot one of these
with their raincoats on down to their knees
walking thru the park with their roamin eyes

or is it the cute blonde sitting at the bar
cruisin the roads with her convertible car
pull next to her and she'll show ya her thighs

he'll walk up to you with a big old smile
open it up and stand there a while
and say "hey there" just what do you think

she'll give you a smile make you think you're the one
might get a chance to put your weinner in her bun
she's so hot and believes her **** don't stink

well they're both disappointments not really much there
his dongs probably short as if you would really care
she's just playing with your hungry heart

yeah he pretends that he's so well endowed
likes to show himself off to a crowd
they're both phony phuckers from the start

Gomer LePoet...

Flight of the Eagle

the eagle soars above so totally free
doesn't have the need to be attached
heart is open to every thought and idea
man does not seem to know this freedom
inwardly or outwardly
at least not on this earth
the mind understands this concept
and tries to build an outside world
invent a future liberation of the soul
can the mind be actually and totally free
free from dependance, fear, anxiety
conscious and unconscious
I have felt the eagle trying to escape
the boundaries I have placed
my pleasures my pain my fears
the eagle is fleeing and taking flight

Morpheus aka Gomer  LePoet...

Four Skin and Seven Years Ago

When I was older
so much older than today
I needed everybody's help
in oh so every way

old shriveled shrunken parts
quite near the tombstone row
glassy eyed lawn dart throwers
never ever sitting on go

ghosts of Lincoln's Hillsborough
shrieking for their master
constant fear of letting go
their hearts beating ever faster
 
please bring me a piece of peace
throw fate to the wind
a sprinkling of my Fur Elise
only has she never sinned

Gomer LePoet...

Fractured Fairies

the stalk was tall but Jack climbed high
they said he was looking for a golden goose
but the giant wasn't keen on him getting by
he caught the little brat and kicked his caboose

old mother Hubbard lived in a shoe
she had lots of sole and a rather large tongue
her old man was proficient in kung foo
when she bent over he kung foo'd her ****

Alice lived in wonderland she was constantly high
her and that crazy rabbit eating mushrooms wild
they looked into the looking glass and my oh my
they both had golden locks so neatly styled

once upon a time there were three bears
they couldn't eat the pourage on their first attempt
they shaved their bodys except for their ***** hairs
found out they were Jewish and now verklempt

little Miss Muffet sat on tuffet eating her curds and whey
along came a spider and sat down beside her
and she stomped him good put a crimp in his day

Mary had a little lamb what a big surprise
the doctor's scratched their heads in disbelief
they just couldn't even believe their eyes
but when old McDonald had a farm good grief

Gomer LePoet...

FriginFrazzled

I hear the sounds of a loud cymbal crash,
now my teeth, or starting to gnash,
I'm friginfrazzled, that's what I am,
my nerves are on edge, my mind is like spam,
oh I am such a tortured soul,
just wanna go, climb in a hole,
tell everyone to pissupatree,
just quit screwin with me,
I offer my heart, and get kicked in the nutz,
maybe I'm, just a stupid old putz,
I guess I just expect too much,
poor little me, add another crutch,
I see the world, but no one sees me,
maybe it's time, for me to go free,
I seriously doubt, anyone would care,
finding me lifeless, in my long underwear,
or I can return, the way I arrived,
completely naked, all alone inside

Gomer LePoet...

Gambale

he comes from the land down under
a golden axe is in his hand
creating his centrifugal funk
all across his note drenched land

he completed his Italian job
sending everyone high fives
while schmoozing in the white room
high powered electric jives

Nunzia was by his side
he was his right hand man
except of course when making love
inside Lydia's love van

one of the great explorers
of this final wild frontier
like a crouching jaguar
keeping his mind so clear

the magical slinging weapon
faster than an arrow
the vibrations pierced through the skin
down inside the marrow

the thunder current crashing
this pathfinder with attitude
it was dawn over the Nullarbor
at crusing altitude

conducting naughty business
for all those who seek to hear
Kuranda is the place you'll find
his vision so perfectly clear

for his right of passages
a little charmer flying by
a present for the future
noteworker on a natural high

Gomer LePoet...

Get out of Dodge

well pardner I guess it's time
think I heard that school bell ring
they're playing tunes to a nursery rhyme
and I wasn't even asked to sing

the writing is clearly marked on the wall
<---- this way out you silly fool
you're the one left standing at the ball
no dance partner and that ain't cool

did you really think that this would work
you need to see the limits in your dreams
now everyone thinks that you're a ****
tired of hearing your yells and screams

so get out of town while the gettin's good
before someone decides to shoot you down
the horse you're riding is made out of wood
you can try your luck in some other town

the Marshall is coming he's bringing a rope
the posse all gathered in a huge hodge podge
they know that you are the one who's a dope
it's time for you to get out of Dodge

Gomer LePoet...

Go Ahead, Ask Me

I was walking down the street just the other day,
when this gentleman stopped me right dead in my tracks.
he said he was wondering if he could inquire  
how the world got this way?
I told him this was quite a complicated question.
There were so many factors involved, it was impossible.
Let me grab my straw hat and dancing cane.  

Darfishy! Some music please. Maybe some razz matazz piano.
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If you wanna know what times it is,
go ahead and ask me.
If you needed to know what day it was,
I would most surely reply.
Are you curious about stocks and bonds,
you may certainly inquire.
but the condition of this world,
please don't ask me why.

If you wanna know who sang that song,
go ahead and ask me.
If you want directions to the moon,
I'll point it out for you.
If you need to know the atomic weight,
of a cosmic ray bombarding .
But the conditions of this world,
nary one single clue have I.
So please don't ask me why.

Things just seemed to be more simple in the past,
but we had to make a change, we knew it wouldn't last.

If you wanna know the confetior',
go ahead and ask me.
I'll most glady sing it for you,
you just pick the key.
Where to find a grocery store,
on South highway 98.
just how the world got this way,
I'm totally cluless.
But go ahead and ask me why    
yes go ahead, ask me.

Gomer LePoet...

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....

Goodbye Mr LePoet

I remember the days, when I made people happy,
coming up with lines, lines sometimes snappy

I remember the days, when I made people laugh,
hurting my back, trying to do a two-and-a-half

words were my friend, they talked to me,
I just wrote them down, so that everyone could see

sometimes funny, sometimes deep in thought,
making people dream, is what I always sought

somehow the words, have deserted my mind,
somewhere my heart, lost its way and cannot find

the will to carry on, when I know I'm causing pain,
these tears falling now, like a hard summer rain

My special Perly friend, who I made feel so so sad,
I broke the heart of the one I loved, the one I loved so bad

the garden will never ever be the same again,
and neither will Mr. LePoet

Gomer LePoet...

Good Morning, Good Nite, Goodbye

Well hello, good morning, I was hoping you would be here
how was your night, did everything work out like you planned
or did things turn out bad, did you realize your greatest fear
did you put your foot down, did you make that final stand

I know things have been a mess, I know I haven't been much help
no this was never my intention, to fall in love with you
but I didn't  see it coming, you made my heart just melt
before I could make sense to react, the bill was way past due

I know we've been down this road before, looking for a cure
to find the perfect salve or bandage for our aching hearts
but there just doesn't seem to be that answer so sure
the chemicals of love have infected all our thinking parts

well again we are left hanging, but it's time for me to go
so I will say good nite my love, hope your evening goes well
trying hard to avoid saying the thing that we both know
maybe tomorrow something magic will ring the crystal bell

we can only hope that we can dance just one more time
stay clear of those dreaded words that will make us cry
hold each other close never uttering the words that rhyme  
those terrible dreaded final words, I hate saying goodbye  

Gomer LePoet...

Gosh

this is one of her favorite words
and everytime I hear her say this
the sweet sounds of soft song birds
comes into my scattered mind

just a simple girl  hard working
never asks for much, maybe a kiss
behind a curtain I stand lurking
her scent mesmerizing I find

sweet cherry blossoms, in full bloom
that is the taste of her lips too
petals strewn about the room
her face is in my mind, in everything I do

the more I know about her mind
the more I want to learn, it's true
tried stepping off to the side, away
and sadness colors my world blue

I cannot stand to be out of touch
absense makes my heart grow fonder
I need her presense, sometimes too much
daydream of her, my thoughts, they wander

since this angel landed in my world
time has come to a sudden stop
but if you would meet this beautiful girl
I guarantee your jaw would drop

so gosh be ****, and gosh be ******
I love this girl more than a little
she makes me laugh, she makes me smile
for a kiss from her, gosh I'd walk a mile

Gomer LePoet...

Guitars and Women

Slender neck, nice rounded bottom, and adjustable knobs,
musical sounds carress your ear, you can make this baby hum

take good care of her, lots of polish, not like unwanted hobs,
protect her from the elements, unless you are realy dumb

got to keep her happy, or the tune will be oh so sour,
the blues will roll right out of her, so sad it will make you weep

if she gets sweaty, from playing hard,  rest for half an hour,
if she's screaming way too loud, you'll never be able to sleep

every night before you rest, of her praises you should sing,
this instruction is so important, a very important part

don't strum so very very hard, or you might break a string,
don't ever take her for granted, or you will break her heart

yes, guitars are like women, most beautiful in every way,
they'll be your friend for ever, if you treat them oh so kind

let every word you think, be touched by her hand each day,
and she will reward you, body, soul and mind

Gomer LePoet...

Have I told you

Its like I've had VanWinkle's disease ,
suddenly you' have  awakend my mind
I suddenly notice, this beatutiful woman
where have I been, took me too long to find

you've been standing, right here beside me
must have been keeping, my head in the sand
now all the momories are returning
if I reach out, will you take my hand

I can't understand, why I make it so hard
I can't seem to say, the words that I feel
the thought's been there, seems I hide my card
you've been waiting for me to shut up and deal

have I told you lately, how much I love you
have I said to you, your still in my dream
I'm a such a fool to have gambled you'd be here
I have forgotten that we are a team

Gomer LePoet...

152 beats without the drum
tight chest not tight pecs
that's way too much - way too much
take a ride in the wagon - needles inserted
with lights and siren - life inverted
4 days later
inserted defib to keep it slower
not working as of midnite
new peak at 205 bpm
pain relief - not yet
no sleep tonite
but still alive
maybe not the way this nite is going

Gomer LePoet...

Heartburn

seems like only yesterday,
     we were drinking in each others love

we just could not get enough,
     we would playfully argue, was it now my turn

our sweaty bodies rolling around
     in contorting every shape and form

now babe when I look at you  
     I just get heartburn

we can't stand to be even be
     in the same room together,

what happened to that craziness
     when we each dressed up in leather

cracking whips and wearing masks,
      pretending to teach and learn

now you know my stomach hurts
       you just give me heartburn

the love has gone and left us cold
       you know how milk can turn

what once was has left us now
       need something for this heartburn
      
        
Gomer LePoet...