Monsters
I see them every day
The couple who let their dog out all night on a chain
So it wakes me up at 3:30 am
Cold and scared because their owners forget him out there
Monsters
I see them at work
The ones who yell at you
The ones who just ignore you
The bosses who don't seem to care at all
Monsters
I see them on tv
On commercials for lending companies
On commercials for pills with horrible side effects
On commercials peddling crap to kids
On commercials enticing adults with salt, fat, and sugar
All of it crap to waste their hard earned money on
Monsters
I voted for them
Clinton and Obama
Raising taxes
Forcing bad health insurance
Turning hard working people into bums
Wasting our money and piling up massive debt
Monsters
They haunt my past
The bullies
The bad teachers
The bad dad
The coworkers and bosses who were mean or ignored me
Monsters
Sometimes I wonder
Would Frankenstein, The Wolf Man, and The Mummy match up to these?
Probably not
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
Reading a lot of nonfiction books on some real monsters. Jeffrey Dahmer, Last Meals, stories on last meals served to executed prisoners (cheeseburger ranks as the most popular last meal request) and the mother of David Peltzer who wrote a book "A Child Called It."
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I would like to respond to the families of the victims
First of all I am not Satan or the Devil
And I did not appreciate being yelled at
And being told they wished I would burn in hell
I blame my father for the way I turned out
If he would have been more strict with me
Then maybe I wouldn't have eaten Lucky Charms out of a skull bowl
I wish I wouldn't have gotten caught
I would still be doing what I enjoy
Eating people
And if it is any concilation
Your brother was delicious!
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
Very few people are proud of their crimes and Jeffrey was trying to put on that he was sorry for his crimes. I just thought it would be fun to have him be unrepentant and real evil like Manson and give no real apology for his crimes. Another aspect of his trial was that he ate black people because he hated them and was a racist. I have to disagree with that. You don't let people in your home you hate. In Milwaukee they were simply available, that's all.
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It was build by the government
It is a metal cube 25 by 25 by 25 rooms
Each room is about 12 feet by 12 feet by 12 feet
You wake up in this thing not knowing how you got there
You try to get out before you starve as there is no food or drink
Some rooms are safe
Others are not
Some rooms will dice you up
Some rooms have acid that will spray at you
Others have spikes that will go through you
Most rooms traps are triggered by movement
Some are triggered by sound
You better have a boot and a long string to test the rooms
Before you enter them
Why would the government build this monster of metal?
Why does the government do a lot of things it does?
Your tax dollars hard at work
Hardly!
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
I just got done watching the Cube, Hypercube, and Cube Zero. All are good movies with the first and the last being the better ones. With our government shutdown and just the not niceness that goes on there this movie really fits into the Halloween season.
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They call me Chucky
My real name is Charles Lee Ray
Don't mess with me
I got something to say
I transferred my soul into a doll
It's a Good Guys doll ya'll
I tried to get Andy in Child's Play 1,2, and 3
I tried to get lucky with Tiffany
I had a kid who I reunited with
Too bad he killed me like all the rest
I am Chucky the killer doll
When I broke his vodoo doll's leg he had to fall
We're gonna have a little game called Chucky says
Chucky says move your a@@!!
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Posted: Sep 2013
About this poem:
I am into my celebration of Halloween that I started on September 15. I have started to watch the Child's Play movies. I have watched the first one so far. I would have to say I like Bride of Chucky the best.
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One Two
Cummins is coming for you
Three Four
Try to close the doors
Five Six
Grab your tape measure
Seven Eight
Going to have to work real late
Nine Ten
Never sleep again
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Posted: Sep 2013
About this poem:
Have worked for over four months now at my job. I have had my time with crappy jobs. If you have a good job, I admire you alot!
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Ted
Where did you go?
The last time I saw you
You wacked me in the head with my golf club
I should have stood farther back
Kevin
Where did you go?
I used to come over and listen to you play your piano
You had a train and race car track
Your dog ruined my face
Why didn't you keep it away from me?
Russell
Where did you go?
You used to go to Taco John's with me
We played lots of games in your basement
You loved to play the drums
Matt
Where did you go?
We used to hang out for hours
We would go sledding, play video games and pool
You moved away after you became blind from diabetes
You left me your Nintendo DS
I play it every day
I really miss you guys
I really do
Where did you go?
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Posted: Aug 2013
About this poem:
Feeling lonely for some of my lost friends over the years. It seems the good ones go away and the bad people stay. I wish it were not that way.
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Bull@#$%!!
Didn't Al tell you how to do that?
If you come back late from break I'm writing you up
You won't get hired on here if you don't eat Johnson's brats.
I don't need the exercise, so enough with the burning holes.
Why did you do that?
We'll come to you either way if you are or are not hired on
Why did you take so long to clean those windows?
I want to know who was the one that knocked my files all over!
They said no cheese! Go in the back and clean up!
I can hear those kids all the way in my office!
I'm telling the principal on you!
Did you steal my scanner?
If you don't start picking 9 lines an hour you'll be fired!
Moon lost a finger.
Do you like your job?
We need more pans!
Does anyone have any questions?
Work safe and don't get run over.
You're not allowed to stand around, stay busy!
I got goosed with a metal rod, what should I do?
Do you take a shower every day?
Did you use the n word?
Are you consistent with discipline?
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Just some of the many things I have heard people say to me at different jobs I have had. From detassling corn, Hardee's cook, panwasher, teacher, cheese maker, freezer shipper, and my last job of muffler making. Needless to say, it's been painful!
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Where are you from?
I am from Platteville, Wisconsin
I live in an apartment there
I used to live in Dickeyville, Wisconsin in a house
With my parents till I was 27
I lived in a foster home in Madison before age 3 and a half
I lived in a home of my natural parents before that
My grandparents came over in 1907 from Austria Hungary
They were German
So where are you from?
Did your relatives arive recently?
Did you move around the country you live in?
I have always lived in Wisconsin
There are some places if money wasn't an object I would like to live
Australia, New Zealand, Norway, Alaska, Ireland
Some places I would not like to live
Liberia, Somalia, Mexico, Jamaica, Haiti, Bangladesh, North Korea
So where are you from?
And where are you going?
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Just pondering where people live and where they move to. We have certainly had our influx of new people in my small town, I can't say it is for the better.
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Man Goes To Moonio
Plants a Flagio
Says one small step for manio
Gas prices go upio
Carter is to blamio
Saturday Nightlivio
Disco dancingio
Reagan gets electio
Michael Jacksonio
Moonwalkingio
Space Shuttle blows upio
Clinton and Monicaio
Bush and Iraqio
Where is Osamaio?
Barack Obamio
Elected twiceio
2013io
Zimmerman is freeio
Operaman
Bye! Bye!
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Posted: Aug 2013
About this poem:
Watched Adam Sandler and his old bit on SNL of Operaman. Wrote my own version for him for the time I've been alive since 1969.
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Getting Up
It's 5 am on the clock
Taking my shower
Then it's time to towel me off
Getting my lunch ready
More water and pop at the end of my day to reward me
There some beef sticks and garlic chips
There were some Ritz crackers and some cheese spread and olives
There was some bagels and onion and chive cream cheese
An occasional banana or two
Eat a bowl of cereal
Watch some taped shows
Americas Got Talent, What Would You Do?, Judge Judy, Looney Tunes
Drive for 21.5 miles
Singing my songs
The favorite part of my day
Waiting for 15 minutes to walk into work
Reading Dubuque's Telegraph Herald
Punching in
Minds in a fog
Getting yelled at
Screwing up
Getting made fun of by the boss
Feeling like hell
Going on break at 9:15 am
Going on break again at 12:30 pm
Only two more hours
Punching Out at 3 pm
I'm free!
I'm going home!
I'm going to sing in my car and drink Mountain Dew!
I'm happy now!
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Had to work again on Saturday. They made us come in late which really sucks. I am used to leaving at 1 pm, and once got to leave at 10 am, that was neat. They have an old Rick Dees Top 40 countdown on from 7 am to 11 am. I listen to that on my first break. One song was Bryan Adams Summer of 69 from 1985.
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I'm scared of you
I'm scared of them
I'm scared of God
I'm scared of dogs
I'm scared of being alone
I'm scared of not having enough money
I'm scared my car will break down on the highway
I'm scared of work
I'm scared of my parents
I'm scared of going outside
I'm scared of the news
I'm scared of drunk drivers
I'm scared of bullies
I'm scared of people with tattoos
I'm scared of people with beards
I'm scared of my landlord
I'm scared of Bigfoot
I'm scared of humiliation
I'm scared of my class of 1987
I'm so scared I feel like my heart will burst
I'm having stomach aches and I feel crazy from the fear
I hope tomarrow I won't be scared
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
There are a lot of things I am afraid of, and people usually come into the list. I don't really have a fear of animals, as long as I am safely away from them, people are harder to avoid.
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Can I please have your attention!
Thankyou
If you didn't know it by now you have died
I know some of you don't like that term
How about passed on
You are probably wondering where you are now
You are not in heaven
You are not in hell either
You are in heck
I know you are all disappointed
You should be happy you are at least not in hell
When you can bake cookies without an oven
It is not a good thing, let me tell you
It is about 85 degrees farenheit in here
That's 29 degrees celcius for people living outside the United States
You will all be required to work a job you dislike
For most of you this will not be that big of a transition
You will be required to live in apartments
There just isn't room enough for the luxery of houses here
You will be allowed to date
But you will be stuck with someone you despise
You will also be requred to spend time with their family
Transportation will be by bus only
There will be at least one kid screaming at all times
And noone will be freshly showered
Vacations are allowed
But you must go to boring places like Kansas or Iowa
Food is allowed
But only healthy food
None of that pizza, lobster, filet mignon they serve up in heaven
Be happy you don't live in hell
You don't even want to know what is for desert
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Just playing with the idea of where we go when we pass on. I am going to heaven so I won't have to worry about a crappy place like heck.
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