A Poltical Poem

Poetry: "Hope on a Spindle"

            Our hopes on a spindle

            From our taxes they [politicians]  will swindle

           Do pols earn praise

           Voting for their own pay raise?

           Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Bush

           Perhaps its time we had a putsch

           All we need is a small push...

            

Still More Poetry in Honor of Banned Book Week

Still More Poetry in Honor of Banned Book Week:

     "Pray or Prey?"

       Pray or Prey, Tonight, Today

       For a God who isn't there

       Pray or Prey, Tonight, Today

       For a God who doesn't care

       Pray or Prey, Tonight, Today

       Though your life it isn't fair

        Prey, don't Pray

        If you double-dare

        Prey or Pray, Today, Tonight

        Other people you'll incite

         And perhaps you'll even cause a fight

         Or get violent visits in the middle of the night...

       Untitled

 

        Spam in my Inbox

        Jehovah's [Witnesses] at my door

        Redtide's at the shoreline

        Life's rotten to the core.

More Poetry in Honor of Banned Book Week

More Poetry in Honor of Banned Book Week

             

           Like a cyst from a bathroom tryst

           Like a strong drink with an arsenic twist

           You can't sin against God if he doesn't exist...

           A woman who's chaste is not often chased

           She dabs on some makeup with feminine haste...

           "The Dead Shall Rise..."

             The dead shall rise with God's demise

             All of our food is stinking with flies

             Are we to blame for the Father of Lies?...

It's Banned Books Week

Happy Banned Books Week:  It is rather ironic that Banned Books Week, starting Saturday September 27th is within one week of my 41st birthday. Such books as  "1984", "Catcher in the Rye" and even the "Harry Potter" series have been banned at libraries and other places by small-minded individuals, many of who have never even read the books they have sought to ban, burn or censor. In honor of banned books here is a rather risque' poem:

   Poetry:  "When the Clock Strikes 13"

             When the clock strikes thirteen girls go wild

              Is she a woman or is she a child?

              She's in between

              She just became another teen

              And her boyfriend's lean and mean... (tbc?)

A Short Poem: "Sisyphus"

Poetry: "Sisyphus" [Greek Myth]

              I push a boulder up a hill and then it rolls back down.

              The gods they've tried to punish me 'cuz I look like a clown

              Other folks go to cities, others go to town

               I'm stuck on this stinkin' hill

               I wish I would just drown...

Several Short Poems

Poetry:        "Every Mother's Nightmare..."

                Every mother's nightmare/Every father's fear

                Your daughter's are all knocked-up

                And your sons are drunk on beer... (tbc?)

                 "Sticks and Stones"

                 "Sticks and Stones" can you know what...

                  What a Goddamned Lie!

                  Verbal abuse can stress you out and make you want to die.

                   "Drink..."

                 Drink until your bladder's full

                 Then you'll talk a lot of bull

                 With your friends you'll have no pull

                 Like a sheep without its wool... (tbc?)                 

Poetry: "Life Is a Game..."

Poetry:       "Life Is A Game..."

               Life is a game that's certainly fixed

               One day your life is nixed

               By a beast with six, six, six

               From a place near the Fort Dix

               Worshipped by the local hicks

               From rural places like French Licks

               Then by someone your locks get picked

               And your time-bomb heart goes Tick-Tick-Tick

               And Dynomite has lit its wicks

               Misfortune has entered the mix

                And time goes by so Goddamned quick... (tbc?)

A Couple Short Poems

Poetry:      "Allergic to Bees..."

             He was allergic to bees and got stung

             Had anaphylaxis, he thought he was done

             He also smoked and coughed up a lung

             Ate moldy bread, but he didn't know

             Now he is dead, I've gotta go.

                    "Arrow to a Sparrow"

               I hit a sparrow with an arrow

               Pierced its bone right through the marrow

               Put its corpse in a wheelbarrow

               Felt like [being] sent right to the gallows

               On the dark eve of All Hallows... (tbc?)

Poetry:"Exotic Dancer"

Poetry:       "Exotic Dancer"

                 She slowly undid her robe to the music and strobe.

                 She'd gyrate her hips amid catcalls and tips

                 And if she had liquor she'd do several flips

                 Welcome to the place of strobe,where men disperse and women disrobe.

                  She'd soon be bare and acted like she didn't care.

                  She'd be nude and showed an attitude

                  On her first time she froze, but soon on stage she'd be exposed like a prized garden rose.

                 She knew her role on the metallic pole

                 Pay her enough, she might show you her mole

                  T & A, all night and day, the more you see the more you'll stay

                  Welcome to the lights of strobe, where men swill beer and women disrobe... (tbc?)

                 

               

Poetry

Poetry: "Girls Might Do"

               Girls might do it for love

               Guys only care that she's willing

               Some guys will pay for sex

               A smart gal can make a killing, whether several grand or a lousy shilling

               Some girls want a ring

               To her, romance is quite thrilling

               Modern girls just want dinner and a show

                As long as the dessert is filling.

               She can only say no

               If the guy does too much milling

               If a guy meets her parents

               He expects to get a grilling... (tbc?)

Poetry: "Plastic Surgery Gone Wrong"

Poetry: "Plastic Surgery Gone Wrong"

        Her Silicon implants burst

        She just had to see a plastic surgeon

        I'm sure you know she's not the first

        Now her problems have burgeoned

         While she drank some booze

          At a celebration

          Her chest began to ooze

           To ruin her libation

         She always looked quite good

          You know she was a dancer

          She wanted to look better

           Now she has bad cancer

           Her friend was somewhat plump

           She had some liposuction

           Her fat is in a dump

            She missed her kid's production

             Kim payed through the nose for her rhinoplasty

              Now red as a rose, her snout looks pretty nasty

              Jim was obese, he had his stomach stapled

               Now his gut's the size of an egg

               No more pancakes with maple

            Jen almost did a flip when she was at the clinic

            But they deformed her lip when the collagen  

             Began to slip, no wonder I'm a cynic

             Other girls have terrible scars

             From getting nipped and tucked

              Instead of becoming stars or driving fancy cars

              They made it so their lives did suck

               And for many they were out of luck

Poetry: "Electing George W. Bush..."

Poetry:  Mediocre Anti-Bush Poem: "Electing George W. Bush..."

            Electing George W. Bush had an exorbitant price.

             What he's doing to the people isn't so nice.

              He's done great damage to our nation.

              When he's gone we'll feel much elation.

               He's also devastated the world

               Thanks to him more terrorist bombs at us are hurled

              Electing George W. Bush had a terrible cost.

               Now our standing in the world is totally lost.

               V-P Cheney is even worse.

                If we're lucky his heart may burst.

                 We'll have reason to party on 1/20/09

                  Though Bush will be gone, the U.S.A won't be too fine.

                  Thanks to Bush's appointed judges his policies will live on

                  Let's retain our grudges... (tbc?)

                

Poetry

Poetry:    Untitled

            I think of all the time I've squandered

            And all the years I must have wandered

            All the time I've sat and pondered

             What gangsters do with money laundered

              No doubt some things I'm really fond of... (tbc?)

            

        

Poetry:

Poetry:   "In Debt"

              One payment too few

               You meant to send

                With interest accrued

               On your memory you cannot depend

                You're feeling blue

                 A lawyer's hired to defend

                 This day you rue

                 Because now you're screwed

              To get out of debt

               You meant to pay rent

               Please don't gamble or bet

                But the money's been spent

                Now you're in debt 

                 And you must live in a tent

                 Now you must fret

                  Wondering where it all went

            You get collection calls

             Imagine how it must feel

             As cold rain falls

             Where will you get you're next meal?

              You've lost it all

               Maybe you can make a deal

                Now all you can do is bawl

                 With the devil and start to steal

                 Some would say at life I've failed

                 At least I know what's real

                 I've never spent a day in jail... (tbc?)

                

            

Poetry: "Dead End Job"

Poetry:  "Dead End Job"

           Working a mind-deadening dead-end position

            Don't have health-care; Can't see a physician

             Just have a job, not a career

             Soon my bills will be in arrears

             Prostituting myself for minimum wage

             Almost as bad as a life in a cage

             No wonder I feel a sense of rage

              Trapped in a dead-end job

              My livelihood feels like it's been robbed

               By a cabal or executive mob

                My lack of a trade

                Makes me afraid

                 That success in life has been cut like a blade. (tbc?)

Poetry

         Poetry: Untitled Work in Progress

       They say things are getting better. They're only getting worse.

       In no time you can predict the bubble's gonna burst.

       Oil prices are sky high.

        Will they come back down before the day I die? (tbc?)

       "Don't Eat Veal"

       If you're thinking of a meal

       Please think twice about eating veal.

       Poor calves, they get a raw deal.

        If you were treated that way how would you feel?

Too much time on my hands?

When I had too much time on my hands I came up with the following variations of  "See you later Alligator, in a while Crocodile".

     See you later Gladiator... In a while, River Nile

     See you later Masturbator... In a while, Pedophile

     See you later Fornicator... In a while, Liver Bile

     See you later Serial Dater... In a while Cell Phone Dial

     See you later Minefield Crater... In a while, Dossier File

     See you later Balloon Inflater... In a while, Criminal Guile

     See you later People Hater... In a while, Salute Seig Heil

     See you later Diesel Freighter... In a while, Swimmer Kyle

     See you later Julia Roberts... In a while, Lovett, Lyle (they were once married)

     See you later Change of Fater... In a while, a Country Mile

     See you later Cabin Grater... In a while, Gomer Pyle

     See you later Actress Mater... In a while, Porn will Rile

     See you later Swiss Cheese Grater... In a while, Make Me Smile

     See you later Oakland Raider... In a while, House of Style

     See you later Jewish Seder... In a while, Mosaic Tile

     See you later Hot Sun Shader... In a while, Murder Trial

     See you later Leather Sueder... In a while, Chemical Vial

     See you later Boiled Tater... In a while, Female Wiles

     See you later Rays of Theda...

     See you later Lord Darth Vader...

     See you later River Wader...   

     See you later Fabricator... In a while, Impeachment Trial. (tbc?) 

Still More "Life is Fair"

Poetry: Still More "Life is Fair"

Life is Fair... when you have no land and bankruptcy, it costs a grand!

Life is Fair... when you have no gun(s), but the criminals do, so you better run.

Life is Fair... when you have no water, and cholera or dysentery could kill your daughter.

Life is Fair... when your money's spent and your landlord asks you, "Where's my rent?"

Life is Fair... when the CEOs get all the money, and Job Security is as real as the Easter Bunny.

Life is Fair... when you're in a jail, and you have no skills so you're bound to fail. And even worse you can't pay bail.

Life is Fair... when you're forced to live in squalor, and you can't procure a job that's worth a half a dollar. 

More "Life is Fair"

Poetry: More "Life is Fair"

Life is Fair... when you're hooked on drugs and your room's unclean and full of bugs.

Life is Fair... when you have no cash and you look for food within the trash.

Life is Fair... when you have no car, when you walk miles to work and it's very far.

Life is Fair... when you have no home and you often sleep beside the loam.

Life is Fair... when you have no future and the doctor's knife slipped while doing sutures.

Life is Fair... when you have no pension, stolen by crooks like Enron's henchmen.

Life is Fair... when you lack good looks, so instead of hot dates you read good books.

Life is Fair... when you have no voice and Congress took away your freedom of choice.

Life is Fair... when you have no funds and you work so much that you have no fun. (to be cont'd)

Poetry: "The Best Girls"

Poetry: "The Best Girls

                 The best girls have paws.

                  Sharp teeth and claws

                  On rawhide they gnaw

                  And strip meat like saws.

A Short Poem

Poetry:   "Not All Pretty Girls..."

              Not all pretty girls are nice.

              But every girl she has her price.

               Now it's time to roll the dice.

               Perhaps she'll feed you beans and rice.

               Loving her would be so nice.

                But how she acts is cold as ice.

              

Dirge for Substance Abusers

Poetry: "Dirge for Inveterate Smokers, Drinkers, and Drug Abusers"

       She wheezed from her cigarette; Her lungs they paid a heavy debt.

       He smoked and smoked and smoked some more, 'til they closed the coffin door.

        S(he) chugged hard liquor in a glass. Ere too long s(he) was on her ass.

        We toked a joint ten times a day; Before too long we lost our way.

         He freebased cocaine only once; He soon thereafter lost his lunch.

         Francoise liked to drink his wine; They found him dead along the Rhine. 

         Apres' drinking Chablis she tried to ski; she hit a tree and broke her leg above the knee.

          

          Zac Alack got hooked on crack. He hid his 'rocks' within a sack; When gendarmes came, alas; they found his stash, his cash, his hash. His world had crashed his life was trashed, he killed himself by huffing gas.   (tbc?)