A poem for all (I think that you have never got, A poem as lovely as this zot)

me | 09/24/2005 | Creeper, as told to Joyce Killmore-Trolles

[creeperdavis]

A poem

[Harmless Teddy Bear]

Thanks. I was wondering if he had been added recently but no one knows why he seems to feel free to ping our list.

[Harmless Teddy Bear]

Ale or larger?

[fanfan]

[Monkey Face]

Hiya, kiddies!
I'm not real rested, but I can function for a few hours.
No better place to hang out than here.
Want a beer, Bob?

[Monkey Face]

Mmmmm! That looks GOOD!

[fanfan]

Sorry to say ......I've been getting the feeling......

Well, um, let's say, a hair on the back of my neck awareness of things here lately.

Here, and everywhere.

Life has become somewhat surreal.

Probably just me. Go back to what you were doing. Nothing to see here. Move along.

;-)

[fanfan]

Welcome home!

That beer is for you too!

Or shall I get you some wine?

[Harmless Teddy Bear]

Who's watching
Tell me who's watching
Who's watching me

I'm just an average man with an average life
I work from 9 to 5, hey hell, I pay the price
All I want is to be left alone, in my average home
But why do I always feel
Like I'm in the Twilight Zone? and...

I always feel like somebody's watching me
And I have no privacy, whoa-oa-oa
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Tell me, is it just a dream

When I come home at night
I bang the door real tight
People call me on the phone I'm trying to avoid
Or can the people on TV see me, or am I just paranoid?
When I'm in the shower, I'm afraid to wash my hair
Cause I might open my eyes and find someone standing there!
People say I'm crazy, just a little touch
But maybe showers remind me of "Psycho" too much
That's why...

I always feel like somebody's watching me
And I have no privacy, whoa-oa-oa
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Who's playing tricks on me?

Who's watching me
I don't know anymore!
Are the neighbours watching me?
Who's watching
Well is the mailman watching me?
Tell me who's watching
And I don't feel safe anymore, oh what a mess
I wonder who's watching me now
Who?
The IRS?!

I always feel like somebody's watching me
And I have no privacy, whoa-oa-oa
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Tell me is it just a dream

I always feel like somebody's watching me
And I have no privacy, whoa-oa-oa
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Who's playing tricks on me?

Who's watching me?

I always feel like somebody's watching me
Oooh, whoa-oa-oa
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Tell me, can it be?

Who's watching me?

I always feel like somebody's watching me
Whoa-oa-oa
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Who's playing tricks on me?

Who's watching me?

I always feel like somebody's watching me
Can I have my privacy
I always feel like somebody's watching me
Who's playing tricks on me?

[Harmless Teddy Bear]

{{{{Face}}}}

You're back! How was your trip?

[fanfan]

Who's watching me

I just can't help you there. :-)

[NicknamedBob]

Thanks for the beer, Fanfan! Very refreshing! Hi 'Face!

Harmless, no one is watching you. Trust me...

You Are Here

You knew that we were watching, didn’t you?
That’s why you’ve always stayed alert.
You probably wonder how we keep you in our view,
We’ll keep it as our secret. That way you won’t get hurt.

Let’s say we have our methods, and let it go at that,
You’ve been the subject of a study, and we keep tabs on you.
We can always find you at the dropping of a hat,
And you’ll never need fresh batteries, it’s powered by your shoe!

Oh, I should not have said that, forget I even did.
I could get in trouble if I talked about our ways.
We go to lots of trouble to keep our operations hid.
I’d like to give it up except it really, really pays.

And then there’s all the fun of watching nervous folks like you,
Who entertain us royally, by looking round, wide-eyed,
Unaware that we can track the movements of your shoe,
Then giving us more signals every stride.

When you look about you, and a map says, “You Are Here!”
That’s courtesy of us who watch for fun.
And while you’re shopping you may often almost hear,
A little voice that tells you, “Not that one!”

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . March 10, 2005

You Are Here

You knew that we were watching, didn’t you?
That’s why you’ve always stayed alert.
You probably wonder how we keep you in our view,
We’ll keep it as our secret. That way you won’t get hurt.

Let’s say we have our methods, and let it go at that,
You’ve been the subject of a study, and we keep tabs on you.
We can always find you at the dropping of a hat,
And you’ll never need fresh batteries, it’s powered by your shoe!

Oh, I should not have said that, forget I even did.
I could get in trouble if I talked about our ways.
We go to lots of trouble to keep our operations hid.
I’d like to give it up except it really, really pays.

And then there’s all the fun of watching nervous folks like you,
Who entertain us royally, by looking round, wide-eyed,
Unaware that we can track the movements of your shoe,
Then giving us more signals every stride.

When you look about you, and a map says, “You Are Here!”
That’s courtesy of us who watch for fun.
And while you’re shopping you may often almost hear,
A little voice that tells you, “Not that one!”

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . March 10, 2005

[Monkey Face]

Actually, the beer is perfect! Icy cold! Thanks!
It's good to be back. I think. ;o]

[Harmless Teddy Bear]

Eeeeek!

:grabs laptop and drives under bed:

You'll tell me when it is safe to come out right?

[Monkey Face]

Going was the pits...from the time I left my apartment to the time I got to Las Vegas was 16 hours. However, the drive back was almost exactly eight hours, stops included.

My daughter and son-in-law took me to the MGM to the Rain Forest Cafe, and I had some awesome baby back ribs. I don't usually like ribs unless I do them myself because they either burn my mouth or taste like ketchup.

I really enjoyed the drive back, though I had to fight the wind every mile of the way. I think I picked the windiest day of the years...wonder what my mileage would have been if the wind had been calm...(she ponders)

[fanfan]

Was it hot?

Did you have AC?

[NicknamedBob]

Okay, it's safe to come out. They'll never find you now.

[Monkey Face]

I didn't turn the A/C on until I was half-way home, and then I had to put a jacket on...no happy "medium" for me!

But I really enjoyed the drive...too bad gas is so expensive...

[Monkey Face]

Funny stuff, Bob!

[Monkey Face]

We need to get Tulip's leopard skin slippers...at least then you'll have SOME protection...;o]

[Harmless Teddy Bear]

Ack!

:Digs hole under bed. Crawls in. Pulls the hole in after:

They are after my Honeycrisp apples aren't they? The fiends! I slaved all afternoon in the orchard for these apples.

They're mine! My own. My precious apples. My precious.