Posted on 06/27/2015 7:25:14 AM PDT by Ray76
Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken In, sprinkled with ashes, Pop switches channels, takes another Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks What to do with me, a green young man Who fails to consider the Flim and flam of the world, since Things have been easy for me; I stare hard at his face, a stare That deflects off his brow; I’m sure he’s unaware of his Dark, watery eyes, that Glance in different directions, And his slow, unwelcome twitches, Fail to pass. I listen, nod, Listen, open, till I cling to his pale, Beige T-shirt, yelling, Yelling in his ears, that hang With heavy lobes, but he’s still telling His joke, so I ask why He’s so unhappy, to which he replies... But I don’t care anymore, cause He took too damn long, and from Under my seat, I pull out the Mirror I’ve been saving; I’m laughing, Laughing loud, the blood rushing from his face To mine, as he grows small, A spot in my brain, something That may be squeezed out, like a Watermelon seed between Two fingers. Pop takes another shot, neat, Points out the same amber Stain on his shorts that I’ve got on mine, and Makes me smell his smell, coming From me; he switches channels, recites an old poem He wrote before his mother died, Stands, shouts, and asks For a hug, as I shink, my Arms barely reaching around His thick, oily neck, and his broad back; ‘cause I see my face, framed within Pop’s black-framed glasses And know he’s laughing too.
Okaaaaay...
Some people claim drugs enhance their creativity. Epic fail, 0...
How do you take a shot of whiskey in a manner other than neat?
Huh??
Cannot write, cannot sing, cannot tell the truth....
Dont forget another of his drug haze induced epics.
“Underground”
“Under water grottos, caverns filled with apes that eat figs.
Stepping on the figs that the apes eat, they crunch.
The apes howl, bare their fangs, dance, tumble in the rushing water, musty, wet pelts glistening in the blue.
Dont forget another of his drug haze induced epics.
“Underground”
“Under water grottos, caverns filled with apes that eat figs.
Stepping on the figs that the apes eat, they crunch.
The apes howl, bare their fangs, dance, tumble in the rushing water, musty, wet pelts glistening in the blue.
Such trash!
That wasnt even worth accidentally repeating.
Hahahahaha - he was seeing Michelle!
LOL!
*snort*
This one is far better:
LIFE
I wonder what it’s all about, and why
We suffer so, when little things go wrong?
We make our life a struggle,
When life should be a song.
Our troubles break and drench us,
Like spray on the cleaving prow
Of some trim Gloucester schooner
As it dips in a graceful bow.
Our troubles break and drench us
But like that cleaving prow,
The wind will fan and dry us
And we’ll watch some other bow.
But why does sorrow drench us
When our fellow passes on?
He’s just exchanged life’s dreary dirge
For an eternal life of song
What is the inborn human trait
That frowns on a life of song?
That makes us weep at the journey’s end,
When the journey was oft-times wrong?
Weep when we reach the door
That opens to let us in,
And brings to us eternal peace
As it closes again on sin.
Millions have gone before us,
And millions will come behind
So why do we curse and fight
At a fate wise and kind
We hang onto a jaded life
A life of sorrow and pain
A life that warps and breaks us,
And we try to run through it again.
—Ronald Reagan, 1928
Pop must be the pedophile poet Frank Marshall Davis. Yawn.
Well, did ya’ll think Joan Rivers was kidding or what? “Obama is gay and Michael (Michelle) is a tranny.” -Joan Rivers (on camera shortly before her untimely death)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cgk732vfGQ Obama referring to Michelle as Michael.
God sends them a powerful delusion so that they will believe the lie and so that all will be condemned who have not believed the truth but have delighted in wickedness” (2 Thessalonians 2:10-12).
Nothing sick or twisted about that one.
OK - that’s just sick and twisted. Obama really wrote this homoerotic treastie?
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