Dave's Calvacade Of The Bubonic


Poem #1

A case on ice, one in hand
That's life,ain't it grand
Ale or Lager, I don't care
If you're buying,I'll be there


Poem #2

Candy Brand -Diet Mango Horn

If I was philosophically motivated
I'd be okay
But since it's all a matter of hereditary line
I'll keep killing myself no, bothers and doing fine
Happy demons nip at my toes
as Antarctica goes unexplored
My intentions are not intentional,
not all accidents are preventable
As far as I'm concerned,
there is only one Mr. Papadopolus,
though he called him George
The everlasting struggle will end soon Because in the land of armless masturbaters,
the one-handed man is King.
And as the wave of information continues,
conformity becomes my salvation.
And when in bloom
the best balloons will be seen in June
with a sense of doom.
I'll be back in a moment.

....three cubes full, three cubes full
Okay, my confession wasn't all true
and I'll purge myself again
But the Judge made it sound like
involuntary mammograms are a sin
I'll make it brief cos' time has it's slave
while we confuse wrong with right.
Is what you got in the day,
worth the price you pay at night?
I never stopped to think
what happens to the Dicky- Dee man in winter
My prison is a jungle
complete with naive foliage
Jean-Paul Sartre, you will be missed
Likewise for the ants, and a new cup of whisky
The overbearing deity beast
her expectations are few
Standing in the middle of the political road
gets you hit to say the least
As vile strumpets piss off the Queen
This is the last they'll ever seen of me


Poem #3

WHY DON'T I HAVE ANY FRIENDS (Martian Fuzz)

Nothing to do for I see
the eternal flame destroyed
as young men revert to boys.
If a toad can walk among them,
why can't she?
Conscious gone with my drinking
Is being anything which the King's men perceive it to be?
For there is too much emphasis placed on the obscure
and not enough attention paid to the obvious.
Enter with us the post office of souls.
To keep secrets from a dead man is a sensible precaution
for a dead man will tell all who listen.
I wish tyhat fate would pass me up just once.
Where is the Formula Gold I ordered
5 years or it's free, didn't the ad say
All-you-can-drink gasoline isn't the same deal it used to be.
Why won't Astroboy return my calls?
So much carnage, so little time to see it all
I wish that I could see all death
so that I may understand why Jake and the Fatman are friends.
Don't criticize my cooking until you know my mother
Is that not written in the scriptures?
But are the scriptures nothing but a box of day-old donuts
It's an end to all that exists except for the arrival of my February flower
Easter is hell for the kids that are allergic to chocolate
I have the herd mentality, can I play?
I feel secure in my milk and cookie blanket
I told you that I'd shoot, but you didn't believe me
Why didn't you believe me?
If Garfield was made Sultan of the Jelly Beans,
would peace or anarchy follow our tortured era?
My pen grows weak as the sky turns peachy
I must stop my mad art before they catch me
The acid I'm on only cost me $3.50


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