"cowell" poems
In my office me and Gonzo waited speaking on deep issues
with no true meaning as usual.
Bastardo's heart had been broken for Drew had left him a beaten and
love bitten luchador slash attorney.
Senior Gonzo speaking endlessly to the hat rack had reminded me why
I never dropped acid anymore.
Poor gonzo had just been served with divorce papers to which
his only response was ****** amigo i never knew i was married.
As his attorney i belived a trip to mexico was outta the question for i had just got back do to some well a misunderstanding its legal
jargin you couldnt possibly understand.
His deadline was near and without my solid advise this man wouldnt be able to pull it off so being we had been in the bar for more than
eight hours we decided to make a exit through the mens room window.
Front doors are over rated.
In my legal office slash camper hey eveyone starts somewhere
okay.
I was reminded of my loved hellcat Drew
she had left many items here a satanic bible her boil cream.
how I did mis rubbing her webbed toes.
How was i to work Gonzo was a mess hidding under the table
so the ginger bread people couldnt find him
and return him to there bitter talentless leader
Kate Perry i swear if you stab me one more time senior gonzo
with that fork in my maracas im going to get medevile on your ***
Oh how i missed my tag team partner drew.
i should never have introduced her el man donkey who
resist such a uhh personallity.
But now here I sit with a madman under my table tripping his
***** off insisting I contact Simon Cowell to inform him
man tities are so yesterday.
If only I had gotten the Lindsy Lohan case I would finally have gotten my brake or maybe just a std.
Oh well theres always hope Mel Gibson will need me.
The road warrior was a true classico and he seemed so well
balanced compared to my reallity challenged cilent.
Remember kids if ever you have a chance to trip with senior Gonzo
its probaly best you hide all sharp objects.
adios Bastardo
Jul 15, 2010
Jul 15, 2010 at 8:10 AM UTC
WHO ....
Do you ... " Trust " ... ???
and ... Who are your mates ... ???
cos' people these days ...
MOSTLY ... are Two Faced ... !!!
They .....
Talk with you ...
Like Everything's ... " COOL " ...
But ...
Watch Them .... CLOSE .... !!!
You May Get ... FOOLED ... !?!
I've Fallen .. FOUL ...
of ... " Fiendish " ... Cows ...
Who've tried ... Their BEST to ......
Bring Me .... "down" .... !!!
But I'm ... STILL HERE ...
while they ... STILL CLOWN ...
TRYING ... to judge ...
Like ... Simon Cowell ... !!!!!
I'm ... NO JUDGE ...
and DON'T Wear ... Cuffs ... !!!
But ... Two Faced Liars ...
WILL GET ... Touched ...
by words I ... Write ...
That ... HUFF and PUFF ...
and EXPOSE ... Those ...
Made of ... FAKE STUFF ... !!!!!
So ...
DON'T ACT ... " Tough " ... !!!
If You DON"T WEAR ... " Glove " ... !!!
I'm the ...
" Lord of The Rings " ...
WITHOUT ...................................... Gandalf ....... !!!!!
Guys Tell ... LIES ...
DON'T Be ... Surprised ...
They Normally have ....
A ... " Two Faced Wife " ... !!!
"under" ... The covers ...
They LIE to ... Each Other ... ?!?
HOPING ... Their Fraud ...
Will NOT Be ... UNCOVERED ... !!!
But ..
Big Brother's ... WATCHING ...
Check Out Channel 4 ...
That's where we ... NOW SEE ...
These TWO FACED ... Female ****** ... !!!!!
Who will ... LIE Their *** Off ...
To STOP being ... " Poor " ... !!!!
THIS ....
Is An ..... " ACT " ....
Two Faced People ... PERFORM ... !!!
Now That's JUST ... " TV " ...
But This IS Now The ... NORM ... !?!
From Work ...
to the ... Pub ...
to ....
This Thing We Call .... " LOVE " ....
These Days We NEED ... " Guidance " ...
From WAY UP ..... ABOVE ..... !!!!!
These LIARS ...
DEFY Us ...
By GAINING ... FALSE Trust ... !!!
But ...
CAN'T STAND ... The Heat ...
When Their Ways are ... Discussed ... ?!?
"What did she tell you ?"
"YEAH, what did he say ?"
"He said you're a ****** !"
"He said I was gay ?"
It takes one to know one !"
"Wait what did you say ?"
"You may have a girl,
that don't mean you're not gay !"
These are ... " Examples " ...
of those who ... DISPLAY ...
A Level of ... FAKENESS' ...
In ... MULTIPLE Ways ... !!!!
So WHO ... Amongst you ...
is Simply ... LIVING PROOF ...
That Humans tell ... LIES ...
MORE THAN They tell ... truth ... !!!
I'm Trying to ... Show You ...
to have some ... " Good Taste " ...
Before you ... "Embrace" ...
Someone who's ... TWO FACED ... !!!!!
cos' These Days ... These People ...
Are in ..... EVERYPLACE ...... !!!!!!
From Houses that ... GOVERN ...
to places where people ...
CLAIM ... " Poetic Grace " ... !!!
Some Poets are ... LIARS ...
Who NEED TO .... " Retire " ....
It's Simply ... MY VIEW ...
I May Not mean ... YOU ... ?!?
DON'T Get it ... " ConfuSEd " ... !!!
or ... Try to be ... SMART ...
In The End ...
Time will ... TELL ...
Who speaks TRUTH ...
Through Their ... ART ... !!!
cos' LIES Will Be ... OUTED ...
By ME ... The NEW ... " Shaft " ... !!!
A Brother who's ... COOL ...
and Building My ... CRAFT ... !!!
Don't Think that i'm scared ... !!!
I'm ALWAYS ... Prepared ...
to ... Back UP ... My Words ...
with ACTIONS ... BEWARE ... !!!!!
I'll take you to places ...
Where Eagles ... DON'T DARE ... !!!!!
I'm writing ... Like THIS ...
to Prove i've got ... GIFTS ...
and DISMISS These .............................................................. This FAKE People ...
who speak with a ..... Hissssssss........... !!!!!!
and SLITHER ...
Like ... SNAKES ...
The TRUTH They ........................................................... Forsake ... !!!
and These Are ...
The People ... You KNOW are ...
............. " Two Faced " ...........
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 7:48 PM UTC
Most breeze through the Boardwalk Big Dipper Bling
Ocean Street Sleeze, and a walk on Cowell Beach and say
I've seen it all, that's Santa Cruz, as they cruise off on highway 1
or crash into the barriers or 17 but that's not all, at all
I love Santa Cruz on a bright sunny day in May as I
gorge on the Indian vegetarian buffet, available all day, by the way
And check out the O'Niel sidewalk sale, and then past the sweaty crowds in front
of the Cineplex and the sign in the window display at Camouflage that reminds:
May is National ************ Month, are you doing your part?
and at Pergolesi a homemade sign says "friends don't let friends drink Starbucks"
and there are two art house cinemas within 200 yards of each other
and there are lesbians holding hands and homeless people breathing the fresh air
with their shelter pets and I feel free
like anything can happen here, even me
May 24, 2013
May 24, 2013 at 8:27 PM UTC
If you are reading this, they found me dead... im sorry. I did not take my own life, I had a terrible accident, in which iv lost my best friends, mom and dad, and the boy in which ill never meet... his name is steven jr. I died at a short lived life at 19. My mother and father will eventually forgive me for leaving. I didnt mean to leave my best friend, Robert, alone when he needs me the most. I hope he will understand. As I watch over him and his loving son, who cares very much about him. iv been dead for 22 years now. And not a day goes by I wish I could be there for my friends and family when they begged me to come back and help them. To see my son who will never know me like I know him....
To steve.
Steve iv herd so much about you all my life, my middle name is named after you. My father, rob, misses you greatly. Hes sick... and alone. Not well in his head and im afraid that my help isnt enough anymore. He asked for you today. Your help, although I have never met you I feel I know you, from how highly dad talked about you and smiles at your memory. I hope writing this down somehow helps me help him. If hes lost, im lost. Hes suffering, he tells me he died 22 years ago inside when his hopes and dreams died. He now is empty and walks aimlessly day to day till the rest of him dies... I know he stays here because Iv Asked him to, he cant leave. Not yet, he needs to be there for my children, my wedding, he needs to be part of it, or ill have died inside too. And ill walk in fathers foot steps traveling day to day as a zombie. Help me,
Steve cowell.
Steve cowell died at age 19 in a car crash. Died on site. Moments after leaving my father Robert who was his best friend. Dad takes it on himself thinking if he had stayed longer steve would still be here.
We will never know.
It's been 22 years since he was forgotten by the world, but to the people he touched. He is still misses. "A brother he was" - robert said. Dad was an only child, and god blessed him with a friend closer then blood. He left his left as quickly as he came in, "life is a river, you will meet up qith him again when your travels get you to end" - kyle. Roberts son.
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 5:38 AM UTC
there was a singing mouse on the x factor show
he met simon cowell who really got know
he passed his auditions and went to simons house
and made it the live shows this little singing mouse
the mouse he won the show his contract he had won
then sailed on simons yacht underneath the sun
simon he his happy the mouse had made a lot
to put his money in the bank simon he did trot
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 5:07 PM UTC
She is my best friend because . . .
I immediately call her when I see something really funny happen in my daily life.
She is my best friend because . . .
Even though neither of us is particularly a fashion maven, I trust her implicitly when it comes to giving good style.
She is my best friend because . . .
I can’t even really remember how the two of us became friends, it just kind of started happening and *********** down a giant hill of love and care for her.
She is my best friend because . . .
We have a completely made up terms for mine and her people and very specific things.
She is my best friend because . . .
I basically expect her to be a more harsh version of Simon Cowell and put any of my dates through the judgy tests which prove her worthiness for the crown.
She is my best friend because . . .
Pretty much everything ever recommended to me by her in terms of entertainment has been a spot-on choice.
She is my best friend because . . .
The two of us have been to a concert together, it was amazing and we gossiped about the people in the crowd around her.
She is my best friend because . . .
I can always go back through my chat histories, text messages, and email exchanges to get a quick laugh or some reassurance that I am loved and understood by her.
She is my best friend because . . .
Sometimes I rediscover old inside jokes that I used to have with her and remember how hilarious and ridiculous they were all over again.
She is my best friend because . . .
Ultimate trust in her knows things that I have told literally no one else in the world.
She is my best friend because . . .
She is very understanding and little problems in day-to-day friendship do not affect the amount of trust and loyalty I have for her other overall.
She is my best friend because . . .
Every time I talk about her to someone who doesn’t know her yet, I gush a little bit.
She is my best friend because . . .
We help each other practice for job interviews and meeting, and are almost as nervous/excited about her getting hired as I do about your own job opportunities.
She is my best friend because . . .
The two of us pig out together and never worry about the other one judging my and her eating choices.
She is my best friend because . . .
My friendship makes me feel, in a lot of ways, much less scared about the future and the problems which might lie ahead of me . . . her . . . us . . . them.
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
Don't be scared, little thought!
I saw you, keeking out from behind some triviality
Reluctant to disturb me
(you could see I was tired), but please,
don't go, don't go!
I think we've met before? Some years ago
When I was less careless with my time
And slower to retreat along well trodden paths.
I'm afraid I'm not the host I was,
but wait - at least remind me of your name?
Are you a vanished love,
Neither finished nor fulfilled?
Are you the speechless schoolboy view
From the summit of Ben Alder, won
By twenty miles of peat bog and scree?
(No wonder you feel a stranger here
In front of my T.V!)
Are you a question to which comfort was not the answer?
Oh please wait, I nearly have it!
You're a song, begun but forgotten?
You're something I meant to say to someone, once
You're a friend, a parent - a reason
For loving this great wide world
Don't go - don't leave me here
with Simon Cowell, cheap wine
And no momentum!
Nov 24, 2010
Nov 24, 2010 at 1:48 AM UTC
The crowd howls as Simon Cowell
is shaved by old Philip Schofield.
But at the end of the act it’s thumbs down,
and so of course it’s off with their sad heads.
Hunt for another missing child.
The family is underwhelmed by turnout.
Everyone sits comfortably on couches,
and sheds the occasional wee tear.
Man shaves in the morning
and has coffee then back to bed.
Everyone sits on the edge of their seats.
The reviews speak of the miracle.
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
Sort of in a way
Where I'm not quite sure
And your hunger drives me insane
When I could starve myself the same.
I forget that you please me
In split seconds of frustration
And I wonder who you are
Like I don't already know.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
Let me introduce to you, HP,
AB!
My MUse
The one who've seen my unspoken truth
She was my shot to the blue moon that hit
The pig that grew wings and flew
My albino crow
That one moon who heard the wolf's howl
She's my warmth even when hell froze over
The dragons of Cressida Cowell
The celebration day of Saint Never's
The rising sun in the West
My rainbow unicorn
Even the salt lightens and glows
The rain of leaves from the oak
The donkey on top of a blossoming flagpole
Hers is the bite marks of hen
On my hairy palm
The wind caught on my net
The calves dancing on ice
You can hear the cow cough
And see the snake smoke
The crawfish' whistle from up the mountain echoes
While the long-haired frog croaked
She's my improbable
My impossible
My fantasy
Now a reality
So let me introduce to you
The reason why my fingers are poet-blocked no more
The proof that broken hearts can still start anew
Beat again, and open a new door
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:39 PM UTC
Burnt out...
I've lost count...
So burnt out...
Yeah...
For so long I've put that pen to page
I never did this to get paid
I mean after all I'm still on minimum wage
"From my window", "scribbles" and shakes
I try to keep myself right, to my kids I pray
That they're future won't be the same... as mine, morally strong but mentally afraid
Fake faces produce hate in my soul
Have we been here before, I feel so old
Out stayed my welcome, rich from the songs I never sold
Take back what I saw with that attitude just wished I'd done more
Maybe I could've been the son you wished for
Want to cry, need to vent, I just want to recall what I said
I will always love you mum but I know what's done is done
I know things could've have been better, should've started before I'd begun
Laying the bricks on this road I run... paused for a second to look how far I've come... turns out this road has turned to crumbs, my body goes numb just slump into **** in the corner of this slum and see how I've succumb to what I've become...
And just so you know! Without you I still feel alone...
Throw a stone in the ocean into an unknown zone with no complicated commotion
Disturb the family devotion, hit the curb, tried to pretend like didn't feel the hurt...
And now I'm all burnt out...
When the tears try drying, endless nights of crying
Lying alone without ******* pillow to bury my grief
Been afraid for so long try to believe it was hard for me
So keep my arm around your neck cos I could go far, if you'll only see...
"Uh I just don't know anymore"...
Support a family who were left in the dark
Shadows swallow us, these youngers follow us
When feels like you've had enough, knowing you can't give up...
Because no way in hell am I backing down
Sitting down to brain storm and write it out
I know without a doubt I'm the Simon Cowell of writing fowl
"Play it loud" standing proud just to shout it out
Hatred floods the mind but right now there's been a drought
But how's many times have it said that now
All the ******** I spout, I've lost track now and can hardly keep count
I guess I'm almost done, I guess I'm almost out...
of touch my myself, I'm always in doubt
As the streets lights fade its got me feeling like a burnout
My vocabularies limited, I'm crashing and it's imminent, wanna carry on but just don't know right now...
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 7:39 AM UTC