The Super Happy Giddy Poem

Happy , happy , joy , joy
Happy , happy , joy , joy
I'm a happy , happy , giddy person,
Very happy , happy , happy,
uh-oh....Jolt cola wearing off....
I'm depressed.
 
 

Spiffy

Dwelling in my stupidity,
questioning all authority,
on a trip without going anywhere,
hmmm.....this is really spiffy!

Whoo-hoo i'm sitting on a coyote!
Whoo-hoo bye-bye Mr. Anxiety!
Whoo-hoo sipping on a cup of turtle tea,
Whoo-hoo Spiffy!!

HAHA look! It's a sperm monkey!
i'm as happy as i can be...it's spiffy!
hmmm..... i have to lay off on the smoking of catnip.
 

Baltimore Gangsta Bitch

Back in Maryland, i once knew a girl.....
Ahhh yes, how i loved my gangsta bitch,
The way she would listen to puffy and mac 10,
The way i was her boyfriend when her real one was in the state penn,
The way she was in a gang called posse de Barbie and Ken,
The way she would only flirt with me....but nail 20 other men,
The way she said "YO! whazzup MC?!" was almost zen.

So i told her that i loved her.

I said "my gangsta bitch, how i love you...be with me, stay with me, love me, hold me, be my everything....all she did was put her palm to my face, snaped her fingers really fast and said "Nigga! Why i oughta slap yo ass!" and with that she slapped be across the face with the weave that i had got for her on St. Valentimes Day......She then hot-wired a car and then drove away....out of red-light district and out of my life...
 

Magic

You ask of magic?
As in magic hats and rabbits?
No you say?
Real magic you say?
Ahhh real magic....I'm sorry but i do not have the time to explain the consecpt of love to you right now.

Why I love you

There you are,
Your presence beams upon us all,
your sweetness, sweeter than that of a candy bar,
Loved by so many,
Yet i am loved by almost noone,
How it's possible for some people to be loved and others rejected........it's uncanny,
But little do you know that i love you,
Not for your body (no matter how magnicifent it may be),
But for your soul which just beams through,
Your brightness, your caring, your intelligence, your inner (and outer) beauty is what i love about you,
if only i were the same way also...,
you might love me too.
But i seriously doubt it.

For a very special person...

Once upon a time, there was a nothing,
and in time the nothing became something.
Once upon a time there was a dream,
and in time, the dream became real.
Shape and form were added to the nothing,
it was given a place and a name,
To the dream depth and prescision were given,
and it too had it's role and name,
and the dream and the nothing met,
and from it a new enitity emerged,
That which was without became whole,
Thus it has been for all time, I was the nothing,
and a true friend, my dream.
So it was that i became something, my dreams opened to me,
and i followed them, and here i am now.
It was because of what you have given me that i am here,
you have opened a new world to me,
so that i can be like my dreams and you have given me what i have always wanted.
More things, beautifull things, things that care for me, who watch me, protect me, teach me and love me.
You are these things.
My Friend, my true friend, you are the one to whom i owe my soul...
I thank you.

The Blade

She is everything i have ever wanted,
She is everything i need,
She has beauty, Intelligence, a life, my desire she doth feed,
She is my envy, She is my love,
She is my chain, She is all i think of....
She is a blessed cursed,
How can this get even worse?
Alas i am afraid.....
She is much like a blade that is sugar-laced....
How much i wish the sugar to taste, however i might fall upon the blade..
so now a tough decision is faced.
Do i love her? Yes.
Do i wish to risk the sugar to taste, i might fall upon the blade...
No. I will not. I love her too much for that.
Just being with her is the sugar, the blade is being apart....
I am dying from a knife wound to the heart.....
It's called being in love.

11th hour

Time is coming soon,
Time has run out,
As 12th hour approaches,
I'm on my knees, weeping, tugging at my hair, i let out a shout.

The end is coming,
The end is near,
Run to your bomb shelter,
Run and hide like a stupid queer.

Nothing will save you now,
Nothing will even save me.....,
So don't fight your fate, don't fight the apoclypse,
Just ignore it and let it be....

Gaze upon the fools,
With thier emergancy drills, thier shelters, thier fears, haha i gaze upon them with a sneer.
Nothing they can do to prevent the neuclear fire,
Just remember .....
Just remember that when you have no hope you have no fear.

Vengance

The end is near,
The threat is real,
The time has come,
To fate you must kneal.

Hurry up,
it's not too late,
you must make haste,
if you plan to escape your fate.

No time to lose,
plan to escape,
if you don't,
with death you have a date.

Vengance is comming,
comming for you,
you had wronged him,
so he will wrong you.

Blood will splatter,
Bullets will fly,
and you deserve it,
because it's an eye for an eye.