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  1.     

SHHHH, Can't Hear The Dougie's, Try Again! Now That's Much Better!

We had two employees
One was named ol' Leslie
The other inside bore
The names of just me.

The one day the outside supe
Came our way
Guess what? my dear boys
In time shall I see

That if it continues to bear
The system
I can see in the future
OL' Leslie like me

For you see it too
Don't you my Ol' Les
It's back to that game
We need to do 'Mor with Les'

As for me I was sent
Back into the inside
And there stood
Old friend Brute' in my rest

Now old Brute' had
Come to my relief
And then he rushed back
To his open lunch sack.

While on the way avoiding tourists
That day
So he'd not be seen
Just how lean and mean we might be!

For when he did reach
Into grab his first snack
Coffee break was done
So no chance was his lack

But trouble did brew
So he came rushing right back
Did you here the good news
For the Cohl that we lack

Seems that Big Moe
Had just broken his leg
'Good, ' I did say, 'Then
Maybe some day
We can have a big breather
When Schultzie gets back
‘Til then I'm afraid we'll
Just have to be paid,
With all the crumbs
From all the mess that was made.'

Then did I point at the crumbs
On the floor as I made my way
To the far exit door.
I hope all this will be worth it when done.
For if it's not then ‘Les has to be Mor'
Oh my name, 'It's just O' Connor, you see'
But wait who's down stairs?
That's the one I run for
For Safety's sake please
Dear God give me more.
For the bell that did ring
Was so, so long ago…..
Yep! All are for Safety
Until they do need
More efficiency, power
And the clean we do lack
All for our future until
I break my back.

So please say a prayer
Just especially for me
As I clean this one
For it's the top of idiocy
See now they've got one
To catch all Coal's Chrome
And if it catches all
Then I can go home
Oh, me, sorry, I'm the
Multi-tech
A fancy name for the many we lack
But soon will they see
After three days of pitch black
If you get too far goofy
In The great heat you shall lack
But one CAN roast many dig-dongs
You see, for when the moon is new
The do howl too.

As do the Kyotes around
That you may never see
As they scare the shit out of
One that can't see
Now they'll be the ones
That will be needing this
As I carefully fail not to dropp one on me.
Feeww, I'm sure glad I just made it in time
To miss any dose, I might not get
Next month, see.
For this is the trial here that I do collect
NO shortage on this one, they will
Never forget.
For if they ever see, what it's done just to me
I will just smile
When I do just see
One Lieing Fool that did this to me
But there's just too many Dick's
So what's in it for me
Nothing! You see, but, all took it from me
While the real Dick's fried all the Children to BE!
So I just await my share of new meat from the deep freeze
For many thought they could hide
Just like Ol Bonnie and Clyde
But they were the first that did give it away
Now, the protein they lacked
Is all ready and packed
As I leave on VACAY for the dummies
Never caught, the one's on the farm
Where the beans and long shots
Manically laugh at their leaders
Who have all the rest!
Yep, Pat, the last laugh was finally right
But this time to Kelly's B&G
We do barter tonight!
Hmmm, wonder which method
Of bartering will they use
To get their harvest way too late!
'Say, is that one getting low? '
I say, 'Hell NO' that one is ours
But he just don't know,
How to make coffee
With little heat.
'YEP! ' it sure did, Screw ‘Em!
To try to please all
Like Lincoln did say……..
'Shhhhhh! ! ! They're listening again.'
Was that a help? OH WELL!
The Northern lights sure do dance better!
Wonder, what's up there? No NOT on this side
That they would have thought would make
Such good comedies!
You have to love it, when we do
‘MOR with LESSON' plan, but much, much butter! '
























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It's In The Water!

When I was young, so very young
I would hear the cry of those moms
Who did stay home to raise their kids
While others ran away to play or strapped for the work they did

‘In whose hands are you leaving your children? '

When in my latter teen years, home
Back from work on a week end night
My own classmates, parte' away
Why, when the clock ticked ten the local news, kindly display?

‘Parents, where are your children? '

For I did know just where they were
While mother said, 'I'm glad your home! '
Damn this news thing, she'd seen it too…
For there was too many a time myself, I did go roam.

But out here in the old Midwest
They say that we are far behind…
No way, I say! We toke as hell!
It's just not the way of our parental kind set of mind

For they grew up from the old school
That taught things always would happen
During the night when so shady
You would never ever find goin' in daylight's dampen

Missing children, famly' stories
Of how just the old times did go
And her mother once relayed to her
This deep dark family secret, you know

Yea, right! Mom those are fairy tales.
As I did tune then in to view
The latest from my high school friends
About a new show that you should see too

You see I have heard those stories
From others so many years ago
I knew not where I heard before
But it was not just from my mom you know

She was not there I realize
The first time I heard the words ‘Live,
From New York' show, but I do now
Remember ‘twas from dad's friend who did strive

About a man did picket cross
I overheard early today
How they seen him later near home
He had four flats, a lesson fast, their way!

That's not right, maybe he had to
His children may have needed bread
And never approved of stealing
Or even charity to get them fed

Knowing the unions, how do they say?
'It's my way or the highway' bro
And they say supervisors do?
Who's right, who's wrong? It's still that way ya know

But there is one from long ago
That no-one here may remember
About when times were very hard
And so deadly the sad done surrender

I have pieced it all together
For I'm one big History nut
You may think I am crazy but,
Maybe someday while near a campfire's hut

I'll relay a story to my own
Of how my family seed was sown

For it seems He never changes
In the way He loves his children
For now I know one they do not
And the hidden secrets all the hills rend

But being the nut I am, I do
Genealogy of them too
And searching those cemeteries
Here's one they may not care for to pay due

How the cholera was here too
And now I even do know it
For I have watched some spooky ones
Of times far past and they still show it

I'd search courthouses for so long
And have found the stones to prove it
How my famly' too, lost one at two
Age of child's wean, more or less, remove it
Just how it spreads, and they all knew
So did Nostradamus and Poe too

The water dummies! Sinners Creek!
Good man's spring! Cholera, Black Plague,
Bubonic Plague!

If you drink water from one town
That it's sewer has polluted
So far downstream, you know it not
But the waste is yet to be diluted.

Babies and old men, give satan away every time!
Maybe God's hand makes us take a stand, as I have solved that one
Now many will claim that they already did
For there are some who've always known it
They may have even kept it freshly repainted
Sometimes there are little clues we miss every day
But when they are revealed this way
It tends to make us wonder

But don't spend all our time looking for clues
Or as the old timers would say
‘Daydreaming doesn't get the work done'
Or did liberal schools make us that way
Oh well, they say; one must eat, so I better go.
Right there; no work, no pay, but the old timers always knew that one!
































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Dark poem

Dark night, dark soul, fighting for a place on this earth,

Dark feelings, dark road, I'm trying to figure it out.

I'm losing myself on this dark road, in this dark night,

I'm a creation of dark feelings, I have a dark soul.



Dark day, dark mind, I'm trying to hide the pain,

Dark love, dark road, I'm craving him, but he's away.

I'm losing myself on this dark road, in this dark day,

I'm a creation of a dark love, I have a dark mind.



Dark future, dark past, I'm broken by all the things,

Dark imagination, dark road, I'm an insane, lost creature.

I'm losing myself in this dark road, for a dark future,

I'm a creation of a dark imagination, I have a dark past.



Dark night, dark soul, dark feelings, dark road,

Dark day, dark mind, dark love, dark road,

Dark future, dark past, dark imagination, dark road.

It depends on the dark if it will let me breathe.
 
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Lovely darkness

Day by day the beauty of darkness
all around multiplies and blooms
into a flower of treasure by which I fill
my trove at the time when I hate to see
the day light and love to pass my time
under spell of bitter rapture and swim
with delight when, without sound I weep
in ecstasy I recall your cold face when I see
emptiness engulfs me and nothing I get to fill my void
but this lovely darkness and your shrug silently to ruminate.



































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