Murray Inspired Poem.

Cleaned cups sitting on the polished detergent table
no longer contained with dirty coffee and grime.
The grime that once sustained a red eyed worker
for his endless hours of push and grind
and the woman who tirelessly pushed and pulled
the vacuum of suction at the home.
Now the man and woman sit together joined
only by a square of light on a large electric box
sitting in dull, monotonous office blocks
wasting away accounting and organising to the nth degree.
No longer does man reside on the pedestal of rock and labour
but now sits on a lesser sledge, just in a sea of faces.


Can I just say I am not overly proud of the meaning that I may have shown in this blog, but I can say that Murray is a bad poet, and my poetry is better fo sho'!

Serious now.

I don't think I've been taking this blog seriously enough so I've decided to stop making silly posts and start with the serious posts.

I'll do it later.

Cowboy Poem time!

Here's a sexy and seductive poem dedicated to the hard work in the outback done by Sheriff Andy.

Dusty plains, pant, hot, breathy, sweat,
dripping, agonising pain, sun, heat,
riding, horse, dehydration, cold, fun,
I am a cowboy and on the dusty plains I ride
and I'm wanted, dead or alive.


My whip is a hard and elongated as the psaltry personality of a wild celebrity who has gone a bit overboard. Whiping the sweating tears off my brow, I stare at the sun to see who was the better man.
I was the better man as I could no longer see the sun and (ha) even though my eyes (optics) were burning, I had done a good deed to civilised society.


No longer shall a rebel such as the sun be able to run through the streets of liberty and create chaos and destruction.
No longer shall an infidel such as the pulsing heat ball be allowed to habitate in a small county such as ours.
No longer shall a fool be swayed by the red star to join his cause and feel sympathy for it.


It is my promise to you folks that I shall rule this town with an iron fist and there shall be no more bad propriety in this town again!


I hope that was seductive enough for ya Andy! :B

Poetry Galore!

Here's a beautiful poem I wrote for my great friend, Jaydo.

Being the only lonely soul (not my shoe sole) on my street
I feel sadness in my life. I have to always run and be on the beat.
Melancholy has not run my family for the centuries, and has 
always been sittin' on life's backburner. Jazz
is a man who is a master of himself who can end a sorrow
as easily as he can invent a pleasure - on the tomorrow.


Swimmingly I swam to meet my lover, but alas they did
not grasp me on the other side as they did
not love me as they did
not exist as I am not a lover of the other gender types did
I really realise that my lover did
not really love me the way I did?


Here's hoping everything goes smoothly and not
being a knot
of furious anger and fury.


I hope that meant a lot to you, because it meant a lot to me. :B

(also, can someone translate for me?)

Sexy Time!

Some time this week I was made the star of a beautiful video that starred me singing! It was quite an amazing video even though I gave no permission to post the video!
I was surprised at how many people liked it, but oh well, I don't care.

So anyway, I was thinking about my lovebird today and I thought of all the amazing things I could say to her! Here are some of the things:

...

I don't know what I would say because I don't have a lovebird HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!

Sunshines!

Today was the first day of sunshine! And lollipops! And rainbows!
But I got's sunburnt!

So here is todays daily poem:

The sun was burning
at a fast rate
but who could have seen
the heat?


Well that was quite a lame poem actually... so maybe I'm not cut out for this kind of thing.

I'm a Dog.

Here's another sweet Valentines Day poem!

Roses are grey, violets are grey
I'm a dog.


Isn't it great!?!?!?

Valentines Day Poem

I felt it important on day like this to implore my love out to my beloved! Hello my beloved!
Here is my sweet sweet Valentines Day poetry I like to call: My Valentines Day Poem.

Roses are red, violets are blue
I see you and spurt out my gum,
because you are beautiful in every single way.


Roses are nice, lilies are good
but you are better than all that.
Violets are violet, flowers are pretty
but they are nicer in a pot.


Roses are red, violets are blu'
you are sexy like an ocean view.
You make me life sparkle
like a star sparkles
but the sparkle
keeps on sparklin'.


Roses are milk, violets are milk
I am a cat and so are you.


If you were here beside me
I would be beside myself
with you next to I.


How do I love Thee? Let me count the ways...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 to infinity!


Drink to me only with thine eyes
and I will pledge with mine.
Or maybe I will just give myself to you?


You are an angel, just believe me
You fell from heaven from Heaven and hurt your head
So you now take the pills to make things right.


Oh precious, oh precious please be mine,
I want to be your Valentine!
This time.


Looking at you makes reality disappear,
into a world of ideology.
But you are the subject of the ideology
which makes up my methodology.


You are my one perfect rose
which I cannot grasp yet.


I....




So! Feel free to use this poem to woo your future lovers if you wish! It's a really great poem and tell me if you use it successfully!