Let me start by saying, I was trespassed this morning with my buddy Mr. Coffey at the Key West Golf Course by the Monroe County Sheriff's Department. Now, I don't blame the Sheriff's Department, they are just doing their job and they were very polite and respectful. The last name of the lead deputy was Miranda (Rights, get it?), which I meant to mention to him that that was a cool last name being a deputy. Anyway, I am and have been disgusted with these pompous, think they are better than everybody else, idiots that have nothing better to do than call the cops if they see a homeless, vagrant, bum in proscenium of their presence, minding their own business, meaning the homeless vagrant bum, yes, drinking a beer, like they're not drinking or taking pills or whatever, critical hypocrites. We weren't loud or disturbing the peace, just drinking a beer in the shade of trees which happen to be about 10 feet away from the golf course fence. Now I know, there are blatant loud, obnoxious idiots are homeless who throw beer cans on the ground when there is a garbage can 2 feet away. I always say, "No wonder these inconsiderate mother fuckers are homeless!!!" Believe me, I've seen it AND I have to live with some of these stupid asses at K.O.T.S. I can understand why some people hate the homeless !!There are some lazy, disrespectful, pieces of shit, that don't even deserve to breathe on earth. Maybe harsh, but I have to live with these inconsiderate assholes and see it everyday and can't escape while I am staying at K.O.T.S. Hence, my great escape plan to move to Miami..... I'm tired of running from the cops in Key West and I challenge anyone to find a spot in Key West that is NOT trespassing. That being said, my buddy, newly adopted father, Murphy was busted and arrested for drinking in public last week at Bay View park, courtesy of the tennis "pro" who tattle told on him. I luckily saw what was going down, warned Murphy to move as he denied to heed, I moved without opening and leaving my beer in the bag, escaping the crime scene and eluded the silver bracelets and the long arm of the law and had to subsequently pedal Murphy's bike back to K.O.T.S. because the cops wouldn't take it.... Again, we weren't being loud or obnoxious but the pompous tennis "pro" went out of his way to call the cops and actually, had his son call while he was giving a lesson.... Devil's advocate, yes, we should not drink in public but now we homeless can't even go into Stick and Stein, a bar, a.k.a. Bitch and Whine with our backpacks on because some STUPID FUCK went in with a bottle in his back pack and was drinking from it, NOW we ALL have to suffer because of that idiot... Now before you jump to conclusions and your judgemental mind goes into overload, to me, we are all human beings, regardless if you have a million dollars in the bank or a penny in your pocket. Yes, there are assholes but that is with every form of society you can think of, rich or poor. Why do people have to look down on the less fortunate? I don't understand. If you are rich and you know it, clap your hands and move on!! How can you be so worried about some homeless bum on the street? Don't you have bills to pay and worry about paying the rent? 401(k) to think about? Your misconceived notions have me baffled. I know most of you are ignorant, not ALL but MOST, if you don't know about something, you want to squash it and hope it goes away. The fear of the unknown is a scary thing but it would do ALL of us good to learn more about OUR (Mine and Yours) concerns than to ignore reality....Before I move to Miami, I wrote a little going away ditty....
MOVE ON MIAMI
EPIPHANY
TO GO BACK TO MIAMI
LEAVE THE IDIOTS
IN THE STREETS
OF KEY WEST
I THOUGHT MY DREAM
WOULD BE FULFILLED
AT BEST
I GUESS
I WAS WRONG AGAIN
BUT I MUST
STILL FIGHT
AND CARRY ON
MY PLIGHT
WHAT WOULD I DO
OTHERWISE
NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE
MY SAME EXCUSE
THAT WILL FRUITATE IN
A MATTER OF TIME
RATHER BE
IN MIAMI
IT SEEMS TO HAVE
A BETTER OPPORTUNITY
THAN THE TIME
I SPENT IN
THE FLORIDA KEYS
I WRITE THESE WORDS
ON A PIECE OF
SCRAP PAPER
I CAN NOT AFFORD
SITTING WITH
THE OTHER GURUS
AT THE LIBRARY
IF IT ALL FALLS APART
TOMORROW
AT LEAST I KNOW
THE SHELTER
WILL BE THERE
FOR THE REMAINDER
OF THE YEAR
BACK TO SQUARE ONE
IF I DON'T GET TOO FAR
OUT OF GRASP
I TRIED TO SEE
THE GREENER PASTURE
ON THE OTHER SIDE
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
UNTIL YOU TRY
I KNOW THIS
YOU WILL NEVER WIN
UNLESS
YOU THROW IN
YOUR OWN 2 CENTS
WAIT FOR ME
MIAMI
PROMISE MY BOAT
WON'T SINK
I WILL BE THERE
SOONER THAN YOU THINK
Written by me 5/10/2012 @ of course 17:10 P.M.
Author of the memoir, "Where Did My Life Go?"
My FREE short story Memoir Available Worldwide on Amazon and iBooks (Click the Picture Above)
Friday, May 11, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
GOD told me to tell you and Dream another dream, this gig is over
Well, tax season is over which also means, my gig playing Statue of Liberty in the street is over and I am officially unemployed and now I can play bum again. I do a pretty good job at that but it doesn't pay anything, that's the part I need to find out how to change that scenario. If I was smart enough, I should get a street performer's license and play drums on 5 gallon buckets down tourist trap street, I mean, Duval street, that way I wouldn't have to go out and get a heaven forbid, dare I say, REAL J.O.B., it makes me itchy just thinking about the corporate nightmare. But the license isn't cheap, I heard it's about a buck fifty but I could make that back and then some, in the long run and make my own hours. I still couldn't sleep in because K.O.T.S. wakes you up at 6:30 A.M. every morning without fail and yo ass better be off the property by 7:30 A.M. or yo ass is gonna be written up per Nancy Banks, it's a scary thought. Side note: Murphy can get back into K.O.T.S. tomorrow night and my other dumb ass friend Scotty can get back in on the 24th after he got busted drinking Vodka at the hacienda de K.O.T.S. I don't understand why these stupid ass people bring alcohol into K.O.T.S. Scotty's not the only one, I always see at least one beer can or empty pint bottle in the garbage can of the bathroom every night.... I got kicked out the one and only time when I was finishing my beer which I had in a brown Arizona tea bottle outside the gate next to my bike waiting for the line to go down when Monitor asshole Cookie Monster comes out and asked me what was in my bottle I replied, "Tea" of course. He came over and smelt the beer in the bottle and said I couldn't stay at the lovely homeless shelter that night. To his credit, he only kicked me out for one night. But in my defense, I didn't bring the beer pass the fence and inside, I was trying to follow the rules. But they said, that you can can't have alcohol on the property period. I wasn't gonna argue where the property line started but I started to.
Anyway, their kicking me out of the library due to limited computer time..here's a new poem...
GOD TOLD ME TO TELL YOU
4-10-12/ADDED LYRICS 4-18-12 GOD WASN'T FINISHED YET, NOT MY FAULT, BLAME IT ON THE ALMIGHTY
CAN YOU SEE MY TEARS
BEHIND MY SUNGLASSES
(AS THE SUN SETS)
I'VE SEEN
A LOT MORE THAN
YOU WILL COMPREHEND
(RISE ABOVE THE REST)
(NOT THAT YOU ARE BETTER THAN THEM)
BEEN THERE
DONE THAT
(COMES WITH A PRICE)
I CAN'T EXPLAIN
YOU HAD TO BE THERE
(A TOUGH ROAD TO FOLLOW)
WRITE A HIT SONG
TO SAVE THE WORLD
ONE CHANCE
TO LAST
A LIFETIME
GOD HAS GIVEN ME
THE POWER TO SPREAD THE WORD
I CAN'T HELP IT
HE CHOSE ME
TO TELL YOU
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW
IT'S UP TO YOU
TO READ
THE WRITING ON THE WALL
TAKE WHAT YOU CAN GET
FROM THE WISDOM
HANG ON TO
YOUR FREEDOM
HE WILL WAIT FOR YOU
AT THE KINGDOM
IF YOU DO
THE RIGHT THING
AT
THE RIGHT TIME
GIVE WHAT YOU HAVE
PASS ALONG THE LOVE
HE TOLD ME
HE DOESN'T LIKE
GREED OR GLUTTONY
HE LIKES TO SEE
PEOPLE HELPING
OTHERS IN NEED
I ONLY TRANSFORM
THE INFORMATION
INTO A
SIMPLE POEM
SO THERE IS
NO CONFUSION
THERE SEEMS TO BE
ENOUGH OF THAT
IN THE LAND OF
PLENTY
I CAN ONLY TELL YOU
WHAT HE TOLD ME
POST IT ON A PAGE
FOR ALL TO SEE
THIS IS THE END
OF MY STORY
P.S. BY THE WAY
ONE LAST THING
HE SAID
BEFORE WE GOT DISCONNECTED
HE LOVES ALL HIS CHILDREN AND CREATURES
HE CREATED
####
Anyway, their kicking me out of the library due to limited computer time..here's a new poem...
GOD TOLD ME TO TELL YOU
4-10-12/ADDED LYRICS 4-18-12 GOD WASN'T FINISHED YET, NOT MY FAULT, BLAME IT ON THE ALMIGHTY
CAN YOU SEE MY TEARS
BEHIND MY SUNGLASSES
(AS THE SUN SETS)
I'VE SEEN
A LOT MORE THAN
YOU WILL COMPREHEND
(RISE ABOVE THE REST)
(NOT THAT YOU ARE BETTER THAN THEM)
BEEN THERE
DONE THAT
(COMES WITH A PRICE)
I CAN'T EXPLAIN
YOU HAD TO BE THERE
(A TOUGH ROAD TO FOLLOW)
WRITE A HIT SONG
TO SAVE THE WORLD
ONE CHANCE
TO LAST
A LIFETIME
GOD HAS GIVEN ME
THE POWER TO SPREAD THE WORD
I CAN'T HELP IT
HE CHOSE ME
TO TELL YOU
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW
IT'S UP TO YOU
TO READ
THE WRITING ON THE WALL
TAKE WHAT YOU CAN GET
FROM THE WISDOM
HANG ON TO
YOUR FREEDOM
HE WILL WAIT FOR YOU
AT THE KINGDOM
IF YOU DO
THE RIGHT THING
AT
THE RIGHT TIME
GIVE WHAT YOU HAVE
PASS ALONG THE LOVE
HE TOLD ME
HE DOESN'T LIKE
GREED OR GLUTTONY
HE LIKES TO SEE
PEOPLE HELPING
OTHERS IN NEED
I ONLY TRANSFORM
THE INFORMATION
INTO A
SIMPLE POEM
SO THERE IS
NO CONFUSION
THERE SEEMS TO BE
ENOUGH OF THAT
IN THE LAND OF
PLENTY
I CAN ONLY TELL YOU
WHAT HE TOLD ME
POST IT ON A PAGE
FOR ALL TO SEE
THIS IS THE END
OF MY STORY
P.S. BY THE WAY
ONE LAST THING
HE SAID
BEFORE WE GOT DISCONNECTED
HE LOVES ALL HIS CHILDREN AND CREATURES
HE CREATED
####
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Tribute to my friend, Murphy, Thank you for your service, you paid the price and you're still alive !!
NEW FOUND MURPHY FAMILY
Written by you know who on 4-14-12 @ 4:14 A.M. in front of, again, Liberty Tax, my future former employer.
7 MINUTES LATE
TO A PLACE I HATE
HAD TO SLEEP OUTSIDE
ON THE STREET
LAST NIGHT
THE STUPID NEW GURU
WORKING THE DOOR
SAID
IT'S PAST TEN
WE CAN'T LET YOU IN
GREAT
I THOUGHT
IT WAS WRONG
NOW I HAVE WORDS
FOR ANOTHER
STUPID SONG
MEANWHILE
BACK AT THE RANCH
MURPHY WAS TOO LOUD
AND GOT
KICKED OUT
NOW SOME SHELTER
HE LOOKS
TO SEEK
A BUS STOP
HE FOUND
TO REST HIS
PRETTY LITTLE HEAD
VIETNAM ARMY WAR VETERAN
TOLD ME HE
WAS WITH THE
SPECIAL FORCES
DIVISION
KILLING GOOKS
LEFT AND RIGHT
HE CAME BACK
ONLY TO BE CALLED
A BABY KILLER
DRAFTED
IN A WAR
HE DIDN'T WANT TO FIGHT
STUCK IN THE JUNGLE
LOOKS LIKE
MR. BOJANGLES
NOW HE LOOKS
FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP
ON THE COLD CONCRETE
THIS IS
THE THANKS WE GIVE
FOR A MAN THAT
DEFENDED OUR FREEDOM?
FOUGHT A WAR
WE NEVER WON
I TRY TO DO
WHAT I CAN
FOR THE MAN
THE LEAST I CAN DO
I COULD NEVER DO
WHAT HE ALREADY HAS
I AM HAPPY TO SAY
I FOUND HIS LONG LOST SON
ON A FACEBOOK PAGE
NOW HE KNOWS
HE ALSO HAS
2 GRAND KIDS
BROUGHT A TEAR
TO THE MANS' EYE
AS WELL
AS MINE
SOMETHING
YOU WILL NEVER
GET TO SEE
THAT IS WHY
I HAVE TO WRITE THESE WORDS
TO EXPLAIN
THE BEST WAY I CAN
HOW IT FEELS
TO BE ALONE
BUT THE GOOD THING IS
I FOUND A NEW FRIEND
IN MURPHY
NOW HE CALLS US
FAMILY
HE'S OLD ENOUGH
TO BE MY FATHER
HE NICK NAMED ME
JUNIOR
NOW WE LIVE
HAPPILY TOGETHER
LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP
IN THE CONCRETE JUNGLE
I WOKE UP MURPHY @ THE BUS STOP AROUND 7 A.M. AFTER WRITING THIS IN MY NOTEBOOK AND TOLD HIM THAT I WROTE THIS PIECE ABOUT HIM. I READ IT TO HIM AND HE SAID IT WAS "GROOVY" HIS FAVORITE WORD OF CHOICE IF HE LIKES SOMETHING AND IT BROUGHT A TEAR TO HIS EYE. I ALWAYS SAY, I DON'T CARE HOW SIMPLE I WRITE, IF IT MOVES ME AND/OR SOMEBODY, I MUST BE DOING SOMETHING RIGHT. UNTIL I GET INSPIRED TO WRITE AGAIN, I HOPE YOU LIKE THE WORDS I PUT TOGETHER, SEE YOU LATER, GOODBYE :)>
Written by you know who on 4-14-12 @ 4:14 A.M. in front of, again, Liberty Tax, my future former employer.
7 MINUTES LATE
TO A PLACE I HATE
HAD TO SLEEP OUTSIDE
ON THE STREET
LAST NIGHT
THE STUPID NEW GURU
WORKING THE DOOR
SAID
IT'S PAST TEN
WE CAN'T LET YOU IN
GREAT
I THOUGHT
IT WAS WRONG
NOW I HAVE WORDS
FOR ANOTHER
STUPID SONG
MEANWHILE
BACK AT THE RANCH
MURPHY WAS TOO LOUD
AND GOT
KICKED OUT
NOW SOME SHELTER
HE LOOKS
TO SEEK
A BUS STOP
HE FOUND
TO REST HIS
PRETTY LITTLE HEAD
VIETNAM ARMY WAR VETERAN
TOLD ME HE
WAS WITH THE
SPECIAL FORCES
DIVISION
KILLING GOOKS
LEFT AND RIGHT
HE CAME BACK
ONLY TO BE CALLED
A BABY KILLER
DRAFTED
IN A WAR
HE DIDN'T WANT TO FIGHT
STUCK IN THE JUNGLE
LOOKS LIKE
MR. BOJANGLES
NOW HE LOOKS
FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP
ON THE COLD CONCRETE
THIS IS
THE THANKS WE GIVE
FOR A MAN THAT
DEFENDED OUR FREEDOM?
FOUGHT A WAR
WE NEVER WON
I TRY TO DO
WHAT I CAN
FOR THE MAN
THE LEAST I CAN DO
I COULD NEVER DO
WHAT HE ALREADY HAS
I AM HAPPY TO SAY
I FOUND HIS LONG LOST SON
ON A FACEBOOK PAGE
NOW HE KNOWS
HE ALSO HAS
2 GRAND KIDS
BROUGHT A TEAR
TO THE MANS' EYE
AS WELL
AS MINE
SOMETHING
YOU WILL NEVER
GET TO SEE
THAT IS WHY
I HAVE TO WRITE THESE WORDS
TO EXPLAIN
THE BEST WAY I CAN
HOW IT FEELS
TO BE ALONE
BUT THE GOOD THING IS
I FOUND A NEW FRIEND
IN MURPHY
NOW HE CALLS US
FAMILY
HE'S OLD ENOUGH
TO BE MY FATHER
HE NICK NAMED ME
JUNIOR
NOW WE LIVE
HAPPILY TOGETHER
LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP
IN THE CONCRETE JUNGLE
I WOKE UP MURPHY @ THE BUS STOP AROUND 7 A.M. AFTER WRITING THIS IN MY NOTEBOOK AND TOLD HIM THAT I WROTE THIS PIECE ABOUT HIM. I READ IT TO HIM AND HE SAID IT WAS "GROOVY" HIS FAVORITE WORD OF CHOICE IF HE LIKES SOMETHING AND IT BROUGHT A TEAR TO HIS EYE. I ALWAYS SAY, I DON'T CARE HOW SIMPLE I WRITE, IF IT MOVES ME AND/OR SOMEBODY, I MUST BE DOING SOMETHING RIGHT. UNTIL I GET INSPIRED TO WRITE AGAIN, I HOPE YOU LIKE THE WORDS I PUT TOGETHER, SEE YOU LATER, GOODBYE :)>
Friday, April 13, 2012
Friday the 13th- In Memory of my Mother
HOME ON THE RANGE
Written April Friday the 13th, 2012 @ 13:13 P.M. in front of Liberty Tax, my current and soon to be, former employer.
HOME ON THE RANGE
IS THAT AN ORANGE
IN YOUR POCKET
OR ARE YOU
JUST HAPPY TO SEE ME
YOU SEE
MY DADDY
GOT SHOT BY
A 12 GAUGE
LEFT ME AND MOMMY
HOME ALONE ON THE RANGE
BUT THEN
SHE REMARRIED
WHICH I THOUGHT
WAS STRANGE
I COULDN'T COMPREHEND
THE HAPPENINGS
OR DOINGS
ON THE FOLLOWING DAYS
WHY DO YOU DRINK MOMMY?
DOES MY BRAND NEW DADDY
DRIVE YOU TO THE LIQUOR STORE
TO CALM YOUR NERVES
DOES HE SCREAM
AND YELL THINGS
YOU DON'T DESERVE
AT LEAST HE DOESN'T
HIT YOU LIKE
THE OLD DADDY DID
I WAS TOO YOUNG
TO DEFEND
YOU
AND MY OLDER BROTHER
I COULDN'T
REALLY FIGHT
TOO GOOD
FROM THE
RINGSIDE CRIB
I WOULD OF
STOOD UP FOR YOU
I HOPE YOU KNOW
I TRIED TO BOOK A FLIGHT
TO HEAVEN
BUT GOD SAID
I HAD TO WAIT MY TURN
HE SAID
I HAD A LOT MORE CHORES
ONE OF WHICH WAS
TO SAVE THE WORLD FIRST
I REMEMBER YOUR WORDS
FIGHT FOR WHAT IS RIGHT
AND DON'T TAKE NO SHIT
FROM THEM THERE
TOILET BOWL HEADS
KICK EM IN THE SHINS
AND RUN LIKE HELL
THEY'LL NEVER CATCH YOU
BECAUSE WELL
YOU'RE TOO FAST FOR THEM
I WISH I COULD GET
A ROCKET SHIP
TO AT LEAST
STOP AND VISIT
BUT
GOD WON'T GIVE ME
A G D TICKET
I'LL STAY IN TOWN
I'LL KEEP RUNNING AROUND
THE MERRY-GO-ROUND
LIKE A CRAZY HORSEY
GOING UP AND DOWN
I GOTTA GO
I'M GETTING DIZZY
JUST LIKE WHEN
I HIT THAT MOVING TRUCK
IT DIDN'T HIT ME
YOU CAME TO THE BUS STOP
TO SAVE ME
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
I'LL HAVE TO WAIT
AT LEAST I CAN
SAVIOR MEMORIES
MEMBER WHEN
YOU SAID
YOU LOVED ME
MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF
DOES THAT STILL HOLD TRUE
NOW THAT YOU'RE GONE
AND I LIVE
WITHIN MYSELF
IN A PLACE
I LIKE TO CALL HELL
I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW
I STILL LOVE YOU
BIGGER THAN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD
IN MEMORY OF MY MOTHER, NANCY JANE JORDAN BERRY SANDERS MacDONALD
I'LL SEE YOU SOON!!! OX
Written April Friday the 13th, 2012 @ 13:13 P.M. in front of Liberty Tax, my current and soon to be, former employer.
HOME ON THE RANGE
IS THAT AN ORANGE
IN YOUR POCKET
OR ARE YOU
JUST HAPPY TO SEE ME
YOU SEE
MY DADDY
GOT SHOT BY
A 12 GAUGE
LEFT ME AND MOMMY
HOME ALONE ON THE RANGE
BUT THEN
SHE REMARRIED
WHICH I THOUGHT
WAS STRANGE
I COULDN'T COMPREHEND
THE HAPPENINGS
OR DOINGS
ON THE FOLLOWING DAYS
WHY DO YOU DRINK MOMMY?
DOES MY BRAND NEW DADDY
DRIVE YOU TO THE LIQUOR STORE
TO CALM YOUR NERVES
DOES HE SCREAM
AND YELL THINGS
YOU DON'T DESERVE
AT LEAST HE DOESN'T
HIT YOU LIKE
THE OLD DADDY DID
I WAS TOO YOUNG
TO DEFEND
YOU
AND MY OLDER BROTHER
I COULDN'T
REALLY FIGHT
TOO GOOD
FROM THE
RINGSIDE CRIB
I WOULD OF
STOOD UP FOR YOU
I HOPE YOU KNOW
I TRIED TO BOOK A FLIGHT
TO HEAVEN
BUT GOD SAID
I HAD TO WAIT MY TURN
HE SAID
I HAD A LOT MORE CHORES
ONE OF WHICH WAS
TO SAVE THE WORLD FIRST
I REMEMBER YOUR WORDS
FIGHT FOR WHAT IS RIGHT
AND DON'T TAKE NO SHIT
FROM THEM THERE
TOILET BOWL HEADS
KICK EM IN THE SHINS
AND RUN LIKE HELL
THEY'LL NEVER CATCH YOU
BECAUSE WELL
YOU'RE TOO FAST FOR THEM
I WISH I COULD GET
A ROCKET SHIP
TO AT LEAST
STOP AND VISIT
BUT
GOD WON'T GIVE ME
A G D TICKET
I'LL STAY IN TOWN
I'LL KEEP RUNNING AROUND
THE MERRY-GO-ROUND
LIKE A CRAZY HORSEY
GOING UP AND DOWN
I GOTTA GO
I'M GETTING DIZZY
JUST LIKE WHEN
I HIT THAT MOVING TRUCK
IT DIDN'T HIT ME
YOU CAME TO THE BUS STOP
TO SAVE ME
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
I'LL HAVE TO WAIT
AT LEAST I CAN
SAVIOR MEMORIES
MEMBER WHEN
YOU SAID
YOU LOVED ME
MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF
DOES THAT STILL HOLD TRUE
NOW THAT YOU'RE GONE
AND I LIVE
WITHIN MYSELF
IN A PLACE
I LIKE TO CALL HELL
I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW
I STILL LOVE YOU
BIGGER THAN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD
IN MEMORY OF MY MOTHER, NANCY JANE JORDAN BERRY SANDERS MacDONALD
I'LL SEE YOU SOON!!! OX
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
MONSTER CREATOR and ROCK A BYE LULLABY- THE LATEST, IN A LYRICAL STORM
MONSTER CREATOR
4-10-12
BLOCK MY PROGRESS
FROM THE SUN THAT I SHINE
TAKE MY BUS STOP
WHERE I SIT ALONE
TO LISTEN
TO MUSIC
TO PUT MY LETTERS TOGETHER
TO FORM A SENTENCE
SO IT WILL MAKE SENSE TO YOU
AND DRINK MY BREW
PUT ME DOWN
WITH YOUR DIRTY LOOKS
BUT I MUST
WARN YOU
I WILL RISE UP AGAIN
I JUST CALL THEM
OBSTACLES
THAT MAKE ME STRONGER
YOU DON'T EVEN REALIZE
YOU ARE CREATING
A MONSTER
YOU THINK YOU KNOW IT ALL
I'M HERE TO TELL YOU
THAT YOU DON'T
WRONG ANSWER
WRONG NUMBER
BUSY SIGNAL
I CAN'T LISTEN
TO YOUR FAULT
YOU BROUGHT IT ALL
UPON YOURSELF
ALL YOU CAN DO
IS BLAME THE PERSON
LOOKING BACK AT YOU
THE WORLD IS NOT
ALL YOUR OWN
EVEN THOUGH
I AM HOMELESS
I STILL LIVE HERE ON EARTH
AND I AM
A PART OF THE UNIVERSE
GOD SENT ME HERE
TO SAVE YOUR SOUL
ALL YOU HAVE TO DO
IS OPEN YOUR EARS
I KNOW THAT IS DIFFICULT
FOR YOU TO HEAR
LET ME BREAK IT DOWN
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A JOKE
THAT ISN'T FUNNY
AND THINKS THEY KNOW IT ALL
ALL THE RIGHT ANSWERS
AT THE RIGHT PLACE
MONEY DOESN'T
MAKE THE MAN
OR SOLVE THE WORLD'S PROBLEMS
YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER ONE
WE COULD GET RID OF
YOU ARE NOT THE SOLUTION
YOU ARE A LOT OF THE PROBLEM
APPRECIATE
THE SUNSET
THAT GOES DOWN EVERYDAY
AND RISES
WHEN YOU NEED TO WAKE UP
NO NEED TO JUDGE
I'M JUST LIKE YOU
YOU'LL NEVER BE LIKE ME
THE ONLY THING CLOSE
IS WE ARE BOTH
FLESH AND BLOOD
GOD IS THE ONE
WHO PUT US ALL ON THIS EARTH
YOUR MONEY BLINDS YOU
FROM WHAT IS REALLY GOING ON
I HAVE ALL
THE RICHES IN THE WORLD
AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE A DIME
TO CALL
SOMEONE WHO CARES
WHEN YOU SEE
YOUR OWN MOTHER DIE AND CRY
SHE DOESN'T WANT TO
THEN WE CAN TALK
AND I WILL TELL YOU
HOW IT FEELS
TO BE ALONE IN A EMPTY WORLD
THEN YOU CAN BITCH AND MOAN
ABOUT THE BILLS YOU HAVE TO PAY
COMPLAIN ABOUT
THE HOMELESS
WHO HAVE NO HOME
TO GO TO
THEN BITCH ABOUT
RISING TAXES
AS YOU HAVE
A SHELTER
ALL YOUR OWN
LOOK AT ME
LIKE I HAVE
NOWHERE TO GO
I WILL BE
RICH AND FAMOUS
BEFORE YOU EVEN
LEAVE THE GROUND
THEN YOU CAN
LOOK AT ME NOW
A BIGGER BANK ACCOUNT
THAN YOU
EVER THOUGHT ABOUT
WHO IS ON TOP NOW
WHO IS LOOKING DOWN NOW
NEXT WE HAVE............
ROCK A BYE LULLABY
4-11-12 @ KOTS AT 5:55 A.M.
POP A COUPLE PILLS
TO KILL THE PAIN
DRINK A FEW BEERS
TO ENTERTAIN
AND REARRANGE
WATCH THE IDIOTS
STUMBLE AROUND
FIRST THING
IN THE MORNING
LISTEN TO THE NIGGER*
THAT NEVER STOPS TALKING
IN THE CORNER
KEEPS TELLING ME
HE USED TO BE
A MILLIONAIRE
WHO JUST GOT OUT OF JAIL
AFTER SERVING
32 YEARS
HE SAYS
HE WILL BE ON TOP AGAIN
AFTER HE GETS OUT
OF THE HOMELESS SHELTER
AND THE HOLE
HE IS TRAPPED IN
I TELL HIM
THE PEN IS MIGHTIER
THAN THE SWORD
AND THAT
I AM GOING TO GO FAR
FARTHER THAN HE
CAN EVEN FATHOM
10,000 LEAGUES
UNDER THE SEA
HE WILL SINK
AS I FLOAT
ABOVE THE OCEAN
WHAT HE USED TO BE
WILL BE ME
AND I WILL LIVE
HAPPILY EVER AFTER
HIS LIFE IS GONE
NEVER TO RETURN
THESE MOTHER FUCKERS
GOT ME
TWISTED
FUCKED UP
WHAT ARE THEY THINKING
THAT'S RIGHT
I ALMOST FORGOT
THEY'RE NOT
I AM TOO FAR AHEAD
TO THINK ABOUT WHAT THEY SAID
I AM HEADED
FOR OUTER SPACE
TO MAKE UP
FOR ALL THE TIME
I LOST BEFORE
BETTER RUN FAST
BECAUSE I AM ON
A WAR PATH
OF DESTRUCTION
TAKING NAMES LATER
I'LL SEND
A THANK YOU LETTER LATER
FOR THE
INCENTIVE AND INSPIRATION
I COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT
WITHOUT YOU
CHECK YOUR MAIL
YOUR ROYALTIES
SHOULD BE IN THERE
I'LL BE BACK
WITH A
MONEY GUARANTEE
WHEN YOU WAKE UP
I WILL GO TO SLEEP
WHEN YOU WALK
ON THIS SIDE
I WILL BE
ON THE OTHER STREET
YOU CAN'T ESCAPE
THE LOVE
I WILL BRING
THE WEDDING
IS ABOUT TO BEGIN
PLEASE TAKE A SEAT
SIT YOUR ASS DOWN
CAUSE YOU CAN'T FOLLOW ME
EVEN ON YOUR BEST
OR MY WORST DAY
GIVE UP NOW
WHILE YOU STILL HAVE A CHANCE
TO CONCEDE
THIS JUST MIGHT BE
YOUR LAST CHANCE TO BREATHE
GET IT WHILE YOU CAN
YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME AGAIN
HOW DID I
GET MIXED UP
IN THE MIST
OF ALL THIS BULLSHIT
SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF
ALL THESE LOSERS
I WONDER IF
THEY HAVE LOST
MORE THAN I
HOLD THE WORLD'S WEIGHT
ON MY SHOULDERS
I'LL TRY TO CRY
AND GO TO SLEEP TONIGHT
FORGET ABOUT
YESTERDAY'S PROBLEMS
DREAM ABOUT
A BETTER TOMORROW
DO IT AGAIN
LIKE GROUND HOG'S DAY
UNTIL THINGS CHANGE
*NOW BEFORE I HAVE TO FIELD QUESTIONS AND/OR COMMENTS LIKE AXL ROSE ON THE WORD "NIGGER". MY VIEW POINT, BOTTOM LINE, THERE ARE BLACK PEOPLE AND THERE ARE NIGGERS. JUST LIKE THERE ARE WHITE PEOPLE AND THERE ARE CRACKERS OR WHITE TRASH PEOPLE. I AM NOT AFRAID TO CALL A SPADE A SPADE OR A WHITE BOY, CRACKER OR A NIGGER, A CRACKEE. LET ME JUST SAY,.. I LOVE BLACK PEOPLE,I HAVE GREAT FRIENDS FOREVER, WHO HAPPEN TO BE BLACK, I GOT NO PROBLEM WITH DAT, TO NAME A FEW, BOB MARLEY, JIMI HENDRIX,ALFALFA, BARACK "WHO'S YO MAMA" OBAMA AND OPRAH WINFREY,DON'T FO'GET JAMES BROWN, I GOTS SOUL, MY BROTHAS AND SISTAS,I CAN GET ON THE GOOD FOOT, LIKE A SEX MACHINE BUT I CAN'T STAND A DIRTY, FILTHY,STEALIN',TALKIN' SHIT, MOTHER FUCKIN' NIGGER. IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE DUMB ASS QUESTIONS AND/OR COMMENTS, YOU CAN CALL MY PERSONAL HOT LINE- 1-800-KISS-MY-ASS-AND-DIE AND I'LL MAKE DAMN WELL SURE YOU GET THE RESPONSE YOU WERE LOOKING FOR AND DESERVE, WITH A BONUS, 30 DAY MONEY BACK GUARANTEE AND I'LL EVEN THROW IN THE SARCASM FOR FREE, THE DEAL OF THE CENTURY.
THANK YOU FOR READING AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS EPISODE OF "A INDIFFERENT POINT OF VIEW", BROUGHT TO YOU BY, THE POETIC DRUMMER. :)------->PEACE, LOVE AND HAPPINESS FOR ALL MANKIND, PLANTS,TREES,CREATURES,BUGS,INSECTS AND ANIMALS!! AND EVEN FOR THE KEY WEST CHICKENS WHO GET A BUM RAP FROM ALL THE ASSHOLES IN KEY WEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 0-------OUT, TATER GATOR, DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN YO ASS---------------->[]
4-10-12
BLOCK MY PROGRESS
FROM THE SUN THAT I SHINE
TAKE MY BUS STOP
WHERE I SIT ALONE
TO LISTEN
TO MUSIC
TO PUT MY LETTERS TOGETHER
TO FORM A SENTENCE
SO IT WILL MAKE SENSE TO YOU
AND DRINK MY BREW
PUT ME DOWN
WITH YOUR DIRTY LOOKS
BUT I MUST
WARN YOU
I WILL RISE UP AGAIN
I JUST CALL THEM
OBSTACLES
THAT MAKE ME STRONGER
YOU DON'T EVEN REALIZE
YOU ARE CREATING
A MONSTER
YOU THINK YOU KNOW IT ALL
I'M HERE TO TELL YOU
THAT YOU DON'T
WRONG ANSWER
WRONG NUMBER
BUSY SIGNAL
I CAN'T LISTEN
TO YOUR FAULT
YOU BROUGHT IT ALL
UPON YOURSELF
ALL YOU CAN DO
IS BLAME THE PERSON
LOOKING BACK AT YOU
THE WORLD IS NOT
ALL YOUR OWN
EVEN THOUGH
I AM HOMELESS
I STILL LIVE HERE ON EARTH
AND I AM
A PART OF THE UNIVERSE
GOD SENT ME HERE
TO SAVE YOUR SOUL
ALL YOU HAVE TO DO
IS OPEN YOUR EARS
I KNOW THAT IS DIFFICULT
FOR YOU TO HEAR
LET ME BREAK IT DOWN
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A JOKE
THAT ISN'T FUNNY
AND THINKS THEY KNOW IT ALL
ALL THE RIGHT ANSWERS
AT THE RIGHT PLACE
MONEY DOESN'T
MAKE THE MAN
OR SOLVE THE WORLD'S PROBLEMS
YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER ONE
WE COULD GET RID OF
YOU ARE NOT THE SOLUTION
YOU ARE A LOT OF THE PROBLEM
APPRECIATE
THE SUNSET
THAT GOES DOWN EVERYDAY
AND RISES
WHEN YOU NEED TO WAKE UP
NO NEED TO JUDGE
I'M JUST LIKE YOU
YOU'LL NEVER BE LIKE ME
THE ONLY THING CLOSE
IS WE ARE BOTH
FLESH AND BLOOD
GOD IS THE ONE
WHO PUT US ALL ON THIS EARTH
YOUR MONEY BLINDS YOU
FROM WHAT IS REALLY GOING ON
I HAVE ALL
THE RICHES IN THE WORLD
AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE A DIME
TO CALL
SOMEONE WHO CARES
WHEN YOU SEE
YOUR OWN MOTHER DIE AND CRY
SHE DOESN'T WANT TO
THEN WE CAN TALK
AND I WILL TELL YOU
HOW IT FEELS
TO BE ALONE IN A EMPTY WORLD
THEN YOU CAN BITCH AND MOAN
ABOUT THE BILLS YOU HAVE TO PAY
COMPLAIN ABOUT
THE HOMELESS
WHO HAVE NO HOME
TO GO TO
THEN BITCH ABOUT
RISING TAXES
AS YOU HAVE
A SHELTER
ALL YOUR OWN
LOOK AT ME
LIKE I HAVE
NOWHERE TO GO
I WILL BE
RICH AND FAMOUS
BEFORE YOU EVEN
LEAVE THE GROUND
THEN YOU CAN
LOOK AT ME NOW
A BIGGER BANK ACCOUNT
THAN YOU
EVER THOUGHT ABOUT
WHO IS ON TOP NOW
WHO IS LOOKING DOWN NOW
NEXT WE HAVE............
ROCK A BYE LULLABY
4-11-12 @ KOTS AT 5:55 A.M.
POP A COUPLE PILLS
TO KILL THE PAIN
DRINK A FEW BEERS
TO ENTERTAIN
AND REARRANGE
WATCH THE IDIOTS
STUMBLE AROUND
FIRST THING
IN THE MORNING
LISTEN TO THE NIGGER*
THAT NEVER STOPS TALKING
IN THE CORNER
KEEPS TELLING ME
HE USED TO BE
A MILLIONAIRE
WHO JUST GOT OUT OF JAIL
AFTER SERVING
32 YEARS
HE SAYS
HE WILL BE ON TOP AGAIN
AFTER HE GETS OUT
OF THE HOMELESS SHELTER
AND THE HOLE
HE IS TRAPPED IN
I TELL HIM
THE PEN IS MIGHTIER
THAN THE SWORD
AND THAT
I AM GOING TO GO FAR
FARTHER THAN HE
CAN EVEN FATHOM
10,000 LEAGUES
UNDER THE SEA
HE WILL SINK
AS I FLOAT
ABOVE THE OCEAN
WHAT HE USED TO BE
WILL BE ME
AND I WILL LIVE
HAPPILY EVER AFTER
HIS LIFE IS GONE
NEVER TO RETURN
THESE MOTHER FUCKERS
GOT ME
TWISTED
FUCKED UP
WHAT ARE THEY THINKING
THAT'S RIGHT
I ALMOST FORGOT
THEY'RE NOT
I AM TOO FAR AHEAD
TO THINK ABOUT WHAT THEY SAID
I AM HEADED
FOR OUTER SPACE
TO MAKE UP
FOR ALL THE TIME
I LOST BEFORE
BETTER RUN FAST
BECAUSE I AM ON
A WAR PATH
OF DESTRUCTION
TAKING NAMES LATER
I'LL SEND
A THANK YOU LETTER LATER
FOR THE
INCENTIVE AND INSPIRATION
I COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT
WITHOUT YOU
CHECK YOUR MAIL
YOUR ROYALTIES
SHOULD BE IN THERE
I'LL BE BACK
WITH A
MONEY GUARANTEE
WHEN YOU WAKE UP
I WILL GO TO SLEEP
WHEN YOU WALK
ON THIS SIDE
I WILL BE
ON THE OTHER STREET
YOU CAN'T ESCAPE
THE LOVE
I WILL BRING
THE WEDDING
IS ABOUT TO BEGIN
PLEASE TAKE A SEAT
SIT YOUR ASS DOWN
CAUSE YOU CAN'T FOLLOW ME
EVEN ON YOUR BEST
OR MY WORST DAY
GIVE UP NOW
WHILE YOU STILL HAVE A CHANCE
TO CONCEDE
THIS JUST MIGHT BE
YOUR LAST CHANCE TO BREATHE
GET IT WHILE YOU CAN
YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME AGAIN
HOW DID I
GET MIXED UP
IN THE MIST
OF ALL THIS BULLSHIT
SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF
ALL THESE LOSERS
I WONDER IF
THEY HAVE LOST
MORE THAN I
HOLD THE WORLD'S WEIGHT
ON MY SHOULDERS
I'LL TRY TO CRY
AND GO TO SLEEP TONIGHT
FORGET ABOUT
YESTERDAY'S PROBLEMS
DREAM ABOUT
A BETTER TOMORROW
DO IT AGAIN
LIKE GROUND HOG'S DAY
UNTIL THINGS CHANGE
*NOW BEFORE I HAVE TO FIELD QUESTIONS AND/OR COMMENTS LIKE AXL ROSE ON THE WORD "NIGGER". MY VIEW POINT, BOTTOM LINE, THERE ARE BLACK PEOPLE AND THERE ARE NIGGERS. JUST LIKE THERE ARE WHITE PEOPLE AND THERE ARE CRACKERS OR WHITE TRASH PEOPLE. I AM NOT AFRAID TO CALL A SPADE A SPADE OR A WHITE BOY, CRACKER OR A NIGGER, A CRACKEE. LET ME JUST SAY,.. I LOVE BLACK PEOPLE,I HAVE GREAT FRIENDS FOREVER, WHO HAPPEN TO BE BLACK, I GOT NO PROBLEM WITH DAT, TO NAME A FEW, BOB MARLEY, JIMI HENDRIX,ALFALFA, BARACK "WHO'S YO MAMA" OBAMA AND OPRAH WINFREY,DON'T FO'GET JAMES BROWN, I GOTS SOUL, MY BROTHAS AND SISTAS,I CAN GET ON THE GOOD FOOT, LIKE A SEX MACHINE BUT I CAN'T STAND A DIRTY, FILTHY,STEALIN',TALKIN' SHIT, MOTHER FUCKIN' NIGGER. IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE DUMB ASS QUESTIONS AND/OR COMMENTS, YOU CAN CALL MY PERSONAL HOT LINE- 1-800-KISS-MY-ASS-AND-DIE AND I'LL MAKE DAMN WELL SURE YOU GET THE RESPONSE YOU WERE LOOKING FOR AND DESERVE, WITH A BONUS, 30 DAY MONEY BACK GUARANTEE AND I'LL EVEN THROW IN THE SARCASM FOR FREE, THE DEAL OF THE CENTURY.
THANK YOU FOR READING AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS EPISODE OF "A INDIFFERENT POINT OF VIEW", BROUGHT TO YOU BY, THE POETIC DRUMMER. :)------->PEACE, LOVE AND HAPPINESS FOR ALL MANKIND, PLANTS,TREES,CREATURES,BUGS,INSECTS AND ANIMALS!! AND EVEN FOR THE KEY WEST CHICKENS WHO GET A BUM RAP FROM ALL THE ASSHOLES IN KEY WEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 0-------OUT, TATER GATOR, DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN YO ASS---------------->[]
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
In Honor of the First Day Of Spring
TO SLEEP WITH YOU
WOULD BE A DREAM COME TRUE
THE HOMELESS SHELTER
DOESN'T FEEL LIKE HOME
ANYMORE
I RATHER BE WITH YOU
LIVING IN A HOUSE OF LOVE
I NEED LOVE TOO
BUT I CAN SEE
YOU'RE ABOVE ME
GOING TO SCHOOL
AT AN IVY LEAGUE
BUT I DO
LEARN SOMETHING
NEW EVERYDAY
I NEVER SAID
I KNEW IT ALL
I FELL IN LOVE
THE DAY I MET YOU
BUT I KNOW
I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU
I GUESS I'LL GO BACK
TO THE HOME
I NEVER HAD
AND WISH I HAD YOU
IN MY ARMS TO HOLD
IT'S JUST ANOTHER
DUMB LOVE SONG
SORRY FOR TAKING
YOUR TIME
A TEARDROP
JUST FELL FROM THE SKY
I GUESS I'LL SLEEP
ALONE UNDER
A PALM TREE TONIGHT
DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME
I'LL BE FINE
I GUESS IT'S TIME
TO SAY GOODBYE
SEE YOU NEXT FALL
MY SPRING BREAK LOVE
HOW CAN YOU MISS SOMEBODY
YOU NEVER LOVED
Written by me on March 20th, 2012
Inspiried by the beautiful girls in bikinis @ Smathers beach on spring break !!
WOULD BE A DREAM COME TRUE
THE HOMELESS SHELTER
DOESN'T FEEL LIKE HOME
ANYMORE
I RATHER BE WITH YOU
LIVING IN A HOUSE OF LOVE
I NEED LOVE TOO
BUT I CAN SEE
YOU'RE ABOVE ME
GOING TO SCHOOL
AT AN IVY LEAGUE
BUT I DO
LEARN SOMETHING
NEW EVERYDAY
I NEVER SAID
I KNEW IT ALL
I FELL IN LOVE
THE DAY I MET YOU
BUT I KNOW
I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU
I GUESS I'LL GO BACK
TO THE HOME
I NEVER HAD
AND WISH I HAD YOU
IN MY ARMS TO HOLD
IT'S JUST ANOTHER
DUMB LOVE SONG
SORRY FOR TAKING
YOUR TIME
A TEARDROP
JUST FELL FROM THE SKY
I GUESS I'LL SLEEP
ALONE UNDER
A PALM TREE TONIGHT
DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME
I'LL BE FINE
I GUESS IT'S TIME
TO SAY GOODBYE
SEE YOU NEXT FALL
MY SPRING BREAK LOVE
HOW CAN YOU MISS SOMEBODY
YOU NEVER LOVED
Written by me on March 20th, 2012
Inspiried by the beautiful girls in bikinis @ Smathers beach on spring break !!
Friday, March 16, 2012
New Ditty Called, Not Paradise City...Shits and Giggles
Take your own comphention
IF YOU THINK
YOUR SHIT DON'T STINK
I'M SORRY
BUT MY WORDS
WILL PUSH YOU
TO THE BRINK
DON'T WORRY
I WON'T CHEW YOU UP
AND SPIT YOU OUT
I'LL CHEW YOUR ASS UP
AND SHIT YOU OUT
DROP THE KIDS OFF
AT SCHOOL
BY THE POOL
MAYBE THEY
WILL BECOME
SMARTER THAN YOU
I'M SORRY TO SAY
MY FAMILY HAS GONE AWAY
NOW I GOTTA GO ---->
REAL BAD
DON'T BE SAD
DON'T GET EVEN
GET GLAD
THE TRASH TALKING BAGS
THEY ARE STRONG ENOUGH
TO HOLD
YOUR BOWEL MOVEMENT
FROM WHAT I UNDERSTAND
OH NO
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
THERE'S A KNOCK
ON THE BATHROOM DOOR
I JUST DROPPED
A DEUCE ON THE
PUBLIC RESTROOM FLOOR
( I WROTE THIS WHILE SHITTING ON THE TOILET ON THE 3RD FLOOR OF THE PROFESSIONAL BUILDING IN KEY WEST IN ABOUT 5 MINUTES :)---
( No SHIT, No Pun intended, unless of course, you want one, pick a number)
(THIS IS ALL TRUE EXCEPT THERE WAS NOT A KNOCK ON THE DOOR AND I DIDN'T DROP A DEUCE ON THE FLOOR, I ACTUALLY MADE THE TOILET !!
IF YOU THINK
YOUR SHIT DON'T STINK
I'M SORRY
BUT MY WORDS
WILL PUSH YOU
TO THE BRINK
DON'T WORRY
I WON'T CHEW YOU UP
AND SPIT YOU OUT
I'LL CHEW YOUR ASS UP
AND SHIT YOU OUT
DROP THE KIDS OFF
AT SCHOOL
BY THE POOL
MAYBE THEY
WILL BECOME
SMARTER THAN YOU
I'M SORRY TO SAY
MY FAMILY HAS GONE AWAY
NOW I GOTTA GO ---->
REAL BAD
DON'T BE SAD
DON'T GET EVEN
GET GLAD
THE TRASH TALKING BAGS
THEY ARE STRONG ENOUGH
TO HOLD
YOUR BOWEL MOVEMENT
FROM WHAT I UNDERSTAND
OH NO
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
THERE'S A KNOCK
ON THE BATHROOM DOOR
I JUST DROPPED
A DEUCE ON THE
PUBLIC RESTROOM FLOOR
( I WROTE THIS WHILE SHITTING ON THE TOILET ON THE 3RD FLOOR OF THE PROFESSIONAL BUILDING IN KEY WEST IN ABOUT 5 MINUTES :)---
( No SHIT, No Pun intended, unless of course, you want one, pick a number)
(THIS IS ALL TRUE EXCEPT THERE WAS NOT A KNOCK ON THE DOOR AND I DIDN'T DROP A DEUCE ON THE FLOOR, I ACTUALLY MADE THE TOILET !!
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
M.I.A. Murphy Party and inspired lyrics
Well I had a great time at Marathon Seafood Festival. The ending wasn't expected though. I brought my good friend, Murphy, to the festival. Let's just say Murphy is, well... a "special" person and I mean that in the nicest way possible. I dubbed the trip, "Murphy In Marathon". I was LMFAO the whole MFin time. Murphy even got up to cut a rug..um ...cut some grass?....you see the festival was outside at the Marathon Community Park and yes there is grass in front of the stage where the band plays, let's just say, to make it easier for some of you idiots, Murphy was D-A-N-C-I-N-G and he can barely walk, as he says, "I'm a crippled Vietnam vet". His words, not mine. He's kind of hard to explain and they definitely broke the mold after they made Murphy. He's a one of a kind character. Anyway, on Sunday and the last day of the festival, Murphy had a plate of seafood and guess what Murphy did when he saw the food? This is not a trick question but if you're having trouble finding the answer, email me and you just might win a trip to Stupidville. I can't make any promises but you just MIGHT get lucky and since St Patty's Day is around the corner, if you're Irish and you feel lucky, I will throw in a second chance to win, you know WHY? because I'm a nice guy...Until you piss me off, then I turn green and it's not envy, it's more like the shade of the Incredible Hulk. Actually, I just reread what I just typed and I guess it's kind of a trick question, there's actually 2 answers as to the question, What did Murphy do when he saw the food? Well, he started throwing food at me! So I threw food back!! What else was I supposed to do, I have to defend myself, right? He got me good on the left leg of my shorts when he dumped some cocktail sauce on my already dirty shorts. I think I got him good with a hush puppy and told all my friends around that Murphy barks a lot but he don't bite. He reminds me of some kind of pet animal and Murphy was my show and tell moment in Marathon. He even asked me, "Is these your peoples?" That's how's he talks. A little different than Forrest Gump but what the hell do you want from a guy who claims he from a country called Texas and that's where he left all his ex's and now he's mine own personal pain in the asses <----------- That's what I call a Murphyism. He likes to add S's at the end of his sentenceses <-------- Pop Quiz ..what is that underlined italicized word called
boys and girls? I knew you could do it, the answer is above is. ....Alrighty then, shall we move on to the part where I get pissed off and storm out of the festival and leave Murphy at the festival and not looking back. You could assume that I got mad at Murphy but you would be wrong. But when we, meaning me and Murphy, was having our food fight fun, wearing more than we put down our throatsess.... A piece of one of our arsenals apparently hit this female patron or bitch as I affectionately nicknamed her and gave her a piece of my mind after the deputy came over and told us to cool out because the BITCH had to run to Mr. Policeman and tell on the two bad boys that a piece of food debris got on her. The cop was cool though, he said we didn't have to leave but would appreciate it if we would he wanted us to clean up our mess. After the cop left, something went off in my head. I was fumigating. I haven't gotten that pissed off since I can't remember when. I even did my Incredible Hulk impression I used to do back in the old school dayzses. And I basically cussed this BITCH out left and right, upside down and backwards with her husband,boyfriend whatever he was sitting next to her. I can't remember verbatim what was exactly said but it was something like, "YOU STUPID PUSSY CRYBABY BITCH ASS, I WILL STOMP YOU IN THE GROUND, YOU'RE FUCKING WITH THE WRONG MOTHERFUCKER. I actually almost scared myself. They didn't say a word and I stomped off the playing field and left Murphy there and got on the bus back to Key West. I was pretty much pissed off because I am tired of people crying about and snitchin about mother fuckin stupid shit. She didn't have to call the cops over a piece of food getting on her, it's not like she was hit with a lobster. Duck or get out of the way, me and Murphy were just having fun, trying not to hurt anyone, that almost sounds like a song lyric, but I can't remember, oh hold on, yes I do it's Billy Joel's, "You May Be Right". ....Speaking of song lyrics, after that fiasco, I was inspired to write some lyrics. The inspiration actually comes from a culmination of things,... ready, o.k., here we go......this one's called "Idiots and Assholes"
I WANT TO THANK
ALL OF THE IDIOTS
AND NEVER FORGET
THE ASSHOLES
FOR THE ALLEGATIONS
ASSUMPTIONS
AND ACCUSATIONS
BECAUSE OF YOU
I COULD NEVER GO ON
WITHOUT YOU
I WOULD
NEVER BE STRONG
I COULD NEVER WRITE A SONG
ABOUT YOU
MOTHERFUCKIN
ASSHOLES AND IDIOTS
WHY DON'T YOU STUPID BITCHES
GO HOME
SO I CAN GO
ON WITH THE SHOW
THANK YOU
FROM
THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART
NOW YOU CAN
KISS MY ASS
EVERYBODY SING
YEAH YEAH YEAH
MAKE THE WHOLE WORLD SING
AGAINST THE
FUTURE GENERATION
OF
IDIOTS AND ASSHOLES
THAT'S ALL THE TIME
I HAVE
FOR YOU
DUMB MOTHERFUCKERS
Written by: Kevin Dale Sanders - March 12, 2012
Update: On M.I.A. Murphy In Action - Murphy made it back to Key West. He was last seen by Mr. Charlie Coffey and Coffey told me, he saw Murphy in the bushes, as I passed him and his wife walking down the street....singing do wah diddy diddy dumb ditty do
( This is true story shit, I can't make this shit up!! )
( BONUS LYRICS ) *
3 -6 - 12
SLEPT UNDERNEATH
A PALM TREE
JUST ANOTHER DAY
IN PARADISE
I THOUGHT IT
WAS CHRISTMAS
BUT THAT WAS
YESTERDAY
I THOUGHT I HAD PRESENCE
BUT I KNEW
THAT WAS TODAY
BECAUSE I GET
A GIFT EVERYDAY
NO MATTER
WHICH WAY
I LOOK OR TURN
I'VE BEEN BLESSED
BEYOND YOUR CONCERN
3-8-12
PEOPLE LOOK AT ME
LIKE I'M CRAZY
OR A SUPERSTAR
I GUESS IT'S
ALL THE SAME
THE DIFFERENCE
BOGGLES MY MIND
IT FREAKS ME OUT
WITHOUT A CLUE
ABOUT WHAT TO DO
SOME SECRET STREET PLAN
THEY ONLY KNOW
THE HIGHWAY IS
EMPTY
I WISH I KNEW
SEEMS LIKE
THEY WANT TO SOLVE
A PROBLEM
I NEVER HAD
WORLDWIDE
INFORMATION
IN THE
LOCAL PAPER
...MORE TO COME LIMITED TIME ON THE COMPUTER @ LIBRARY
BYE, BYE
boys and girls? I knew you could do it, the answer is above is. ....Alrighty then, shall we move on to the part where I get pissed off and storm out of the festival and leave Murphy at the festival and not looking back. You could assume that I got mad at Murphy but you would be wrong. But when we, meaning me and Murphy, was having our food fight fun, wearing more than we put down our throatsess.... A piece of one of our arsenals apparently hit this female patron or bitch as I affectionately nicknamed her and gave her a piece of my mind after the deputy came over and told us to cool out because the BITCH had to run to Mr. Policeman and tell on the two bad boys that a piece of food debris got on her. The cop was cool though, he said we didn't have to leave but would appreciate it if we would he wanted us to clean up our mess. After the cop left, something went off in my head. I was fumigating. I haven't gotten that pissed off since I can't remember when. I even did my Incredible Hulk impression I used to do back in the old school dayzses. And I basically cussed this BITCH out left and right, upside down and backwards with her husband,boyfriend whatever he was sitting next to her. I can't remember verbatim what was exactly said but it was something like, "YOU STUPID PUSSY CRYBABY BITCH ASS, I WILL STOMP YOU IN THE GROUND, YOU'RE FUCKING WITH THE WRONG MOTHERFUCKER. I actually almost scared myself. They didn't say a word and I stomped off the playing field and left Murphy there and got on the bus back to Key West. I was pretty much pissed off because I am tired of people crying about and snitchin about mother fuckin stupid shit. She didn't have to call the cops over a piece of food getting on her, it's not like she was hit with a lobster. Duck or get out of the way, me and Murphy were just having fun, trying not to hurt anyone, that almost sounds like a song lyric, but I can't remember, oh hold on, yes I do it's Billy Joel's, "You May Be Right". ....Speaking of song lyrics, after that fiasco, I was inspired to write some lyrics. The inspiration actually comes from a culmination of things,... ready, o.k., here we go......this one's called "Idiots and Assholes"
I WANT TO THANK
ALL OF THE IDIOTS
AND NEVER FORGET
THE ASSHOLES
FOR THE ALLEGATIONS
ASSUMPTIONS
AND ACCUSATIONS
BECAUSE OF YOU
I COULD NEVER GO ON
WITHOUT YOU
I WOULD
NEVER BE STRONG
I COULD NEVER WRITE A SONG
ABOUT YOU
MOTHERFUCKIN
ASSHOLES AND IDIOTS
WHY DON'T YOU STUPID BITCHES
GO HOME
SO I CAN GO
ON WITH THE SHOW
THANK YOU
FROM
THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART
NOW YOU CAN
KISS MY ASS
EVERYBODY SING
YEAH YEAH YEAH
MAKE THE WHOLE WORLD SING
AGAINST THE
FUTURE GENERATION
OF
IDIOTS AND ASSHOLES
THAT'S ALL THE TIME
I HAVE
FOR YOU
DUMB MOTHERFUCKERS
Written by: Kevin Dale Sanders - March 12, 2012
Update: On M.I.A. Murphy In Action - Murphy made it back to Key West. He was last seen by Mr. Charlie Coffey and Coffey told me, he saw Murphy in the bushes, as I passed him and his wife walking down the street....singing do wah diddy diddy dumb ditty do
( This is true story shit, I can't make this shit up!! )
( BONUS LYRICS ) *
3 -6 - 12
SLEPT UNDERNEATH
A PALM TREE
JUST ANOTHER DAY
IN PARADISE
I THOUGHT IT
WAS CHRISTMAS
BUT THAT WAS
YESTERDAY
I THOUGHT I HAD PRESENCE
BUT I KNEW
THAT WAS TODAY
BECAUSE I GET
A GIFT EVERYDAY
NO MATTER
WHICH WAY
I LOOK OR TURN
I'VE BEEN BLESSED
BEYOND YOUR CONCERN
3-8-12
PEOPLE LOOK AT ME
LIKE I'M CRAZY
OR A SUPERSTAR
I GUESS IT'S
ALL THE SAME
THE DIFFERENCE
BOGGLES MY MIND
IT FREAKS ME OUT
WITHOUT A CLUE
ABOUT WHAT TO DO
SOME SECRET STREET PLAN
THEY ONLY KNOW
THE HIGHWAY IS
EMPTY
I WISH I KNEW
SEEMS LIKE
THEY WANT TO SOLVE
A PROBLEM
I NEVER HAD
WORLDWIDE
INFORMATION
IN THE
LOCAL PAPER
...MORE TO COME LIMITED TIME ON THE COMPUTER @ LIBRARY
BYE, BYE
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Key West Citizen Write Up
I want to thank Key West Citizen writer, John Desantis for writing about me in the newspaper on Monday, March 5th. I thought it was a thoughtfully, thoroughly well written article about me doing my job at Liberty Tax Service. The only crtique that might be misconstrued by readers is that it mentions my mother as being a registered nurse which was totally true except that to me, the article makes it sound like my mother is still alive which is actually not true as she passed away from pancreatic cancer (ironically my brother, 18 years older than I, is an oncologist, cancer doctor for you dumb asses) when I was 15 years old. I used to tell her I loved her bigger than the whole wide world. Sad but true. May GOD rest her soul.....On a brighter note, I would like to say Happy International Women's Day to all the International sisters around the globe. I know who runs this world, it's you!! ... Well, miss prissy pants from the library is kicking me off the computer, I gots to go!!...I'm gonna try and make the Marathon Seafood Festival this weekend!! Like you give a shit! Until next time, bon jour, chow amd wow, how, whatever other way you say "goodbye" to all the girls I love around the world!! Good Day !!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Something Lost, Something Gained
Sorry for the delay....yeah right, like somebody is waiting with baited breath to see what I write next. I'm not that conceded or delusional ...yet. Anyway, one of the main reasons for the long in between pause between this post and the last one I did is because I lost my laptop. And I deserved it. I swore I would never drink Vodka again because I end up "blacking out" or doing something completely out of character and I did. Big Time!. First let me explain that I drank Vodka because that was the only alcohol available and offered to me for free and I had no money and I wanted a buzz. Now in the homeless "bum" world, you have to take what you can get when you have the opportunity. You can't say no, I don't want Vodka, I want beer. If you love to drink and have time on your hands and no money and your bum buddy has a half gallon of Vodka he wants to share with you and has no beer, you take it. Or at least that's what I do and did. But I have to tell you, I suffered the consequences this time.
I had just got a nice bike (to protect the guilty, I will not disclose how I acquired my new 2 wheel horse, only to say that there was not a bicycle lock involved) I liked it so much, I registered my transportation with the Key West Police Department to make sure it wasn't "hot" ;) and it wasn't !!... So the next day my "bum" buddy, O.K.... MURPHY!! had some Vodka and I was bored watching him drink it and I didn't want him to get too drunk because he had a whole half gallon of the demon alcohol and he is a good friend of mine and him being a good friend he offered his friend, me, something to drink because he knows when I look thirsty and he hates to see me dehydrated and all he had was Vodka. So as a true friend and not wanting to refuse my friends' offer and hurt my friends' feelings, I accepted my friends' token of friendship and partook in a friendly drink with my friend, Murphy and we had a party among friends. I mean if you don't have friends or family, who do you have? Anyway....Murphy didn't want to go into KOTS that night but I did. So I proceeded to head towards KOTS on my newly acquired form of A to B transportation and took off. I was peddling along the sea wall, slowly slithering like a snake on 2 wheels. When all of a sudden, I went too far to the left and hit the one foot seawall with my front tire which catapulted me, my bike, my back pack which had my laptop, and my iTouch into the water. By the grace of GOD, I didn't hurt myself. But everything that shouldn't get wet was submerged in about 3 foot of salt water. I tried pulling myself out of the water by grabbing on to the top of the seawall which is about 8 feet but couldn't reach the top to pull myself up. Somebody walking by saw me in the water trying to get up out of the water and extended their hand and pulled me out of the drink. Thank you to whoever you are, I owe you a drink, I give you gratitude now. Thanks!! After that, all I remember is waking up lying on my stomach at a bus stop looking up at a Key West police officer. He pointed out the rules of the bus stop which are clearly posted at each one. Guess which one of the NO rules was up there?.....waiting....ding ding... I think we have a winner Johnny... .yes the correct answer is SLEEPING....Luckily and believe me I don't have much good luck, he told me to take off. Thank you officer. Only problem was, I didn't take off on my newly acquired bicycle or with my backpack or my iPod, just the clothes I had on my back and thank the lord I still had those on. Everything was GONE!!!...............>:o
Now I am not a materialistic person, I understand I can get it all back. EXCEPT for the book I was writing; all of my writing was GONE. I have to start from scratch. I get an itchy feeling everytime I think about it.... That and the fact that I lost my music. Music is my life. It's like my air. I live and breathe for music, NOTHING else matters to me. If it wasn't for music, I wouldn't be alive. I don't want to live in a world without music. I always say, you can take anything you want from me but you can't have my music. So, that is what I lost. Now for what I have gained.
Instead of holding a sign and begging for money like some typical bums. I had a flash of inspiration walking down the street. I saw this guy dressed up in a Statue Of Liberty costume holding a sign. But the signs,signs everywhere signs wasn't asking for money or looking for work. It just said Liberty Tax with an arrow on it. When I lived in Mesa, AZ (the worst place I have ever lived in life btw) I had a room mate at the halfway rehab house I was staying at and he did that very same as this guy on the street was doing. So I knew about the sign waving job before and I was collecting unemployment but they stopped it when the State Of Florida found out I was incarcerated. I appealed the decision. SoI didn't have any income while I was waiting for the court date. So after I saw the guy on the street doing it, I figured that would be the easiest job to get and I might be able to get some cash while I wait for the court date. I walked into Liberty Tax and asked the guy at the front counter if they were looking for anymore sign wavers and the gentelman said, "Yes, as a matter of fact we are!" and had me fill out a short application. I explained to him that I didn't have a phone but I have an email account which I check daily. He told me to check my email the next day and we can take it from there. So I checked it the next day and the email instructed me to show up at Liberty Tax at 7am on Tuesday in which I did and started working and am now gainfully employed there. The gentleman at the front desk was the owner btw and he and his wife are super cool nice people. Murphy and his buddy kept telling me that I need to get a job because my unemployment will run out sooner or later. So I bet Murphys' buddy, Bob Wood, a dollar that I would get a job the next day and sure as shit I did!!! I should of bet more!! btw, Bob Wood, is a former professional bowler who actually beat Earl Anthony back in the 70's and he stayed at KOTS. So I don't care how famous you think you are or how much money you have now, it can all change in a blink of an eye. That's why I can't stand or understand people putting people who are homeless down. I think seeing preople on the street is a painful reminder of what can happen and I personally think it scares the shit out of them. That's just one theory and it's not EVERYBODY who thinks that way but that's just my opinion, which I think I am still entitled to even though I am CURRENTLY residentially challenged or what some might say, a bum on the street, holding a sign...uh.. wait a minute..I'm a bum, homeless person, whatever you want to call me holding a sign, BUT I'm not begging for money, I'm actually making money!! Imagine that.I get paid ever 2 weeks. And yes, I still live at KOTS. The job is a lot of fun as long as I have my headphones on and the music turned up. I actually taught myself how to spin the sign and try to spin it to the music playing on the radio. I work the corner (NO, not like a hooker, get your mind out of the gutter!!) of Rosevelt and Kennedy in Key West. I get the stangest looks, have dogs bark at me and had my picture taken a few times.I have fun with it. Some people have a problem with me out there ie. a business ownwer who came out one day and said, "You're fucking up my business" and I said, "O.K. I'll leave" and I started crying and put my tail between my legs and ran as fast as I could. I was so scared!!! I told my boss everything that happened as he wiped the tears from my eyes and said everything is going to be alright but I'm afraid if we can't stand on the corner there, you no longer have a job, you're fired..I said, still sniffiling, "But, aren't there other corners we can work?" My check giver said, "I'm afraid not, now carry your ass through the door and start pounding the pavement and get a fucking job!" On the bright side, I won my unemployment appeal case, hooray!! I just have to pay back the days I was incarcerated, which was 11.
And for all you dumb asses that took that getting fired bullshit story, hook, line and sinker. You either need to get a fucking job or go fishing!!! Cause I still have a job and I'm going fishing this weekend!! It's payday today and I bought a pair of brand spankin new shoes, let's dance!! This was brought to you courtesy of the public library computer.
I now have a smartphone but the keyboard is too small for my big fingers,HEY LADIES!!! and you can request my number if you want and I will give it to you, ONLY if you are worthy of the digits... and for those of you whose birthdays I missed, fuck you, you didn't invite me to the friggin party...just kidding, kids.. Happy Birthday!! XO
With Love,
It's your friendly, neighborhood, dressing up like a Statue of Liberty, poeticdrummer signing off. Remember to spay or neuter your kids..um I mean pets..............:)
I had just got a nice bike (to protect the guilty, I will not disclose how I acquired my new 2 wheel horse, only to say that there was not a bicycle lock involved) I liked it so much, I registered my transportation with the Key West Police Department to make sure it wasn't "hot" ;) and it wasn't !!... So the next day my "bum" buddy, O.K.... MURPHY!! had some Vodka and I was bored watching him drink it and I didn't want him to get too drunk because he had a whole half gallon of the demon alcohol and he is a good friend of mine and him being a good friend he offered his friend, me, something to drink because he knows when I look thirsty and he hates to see me dehydrated and all he had was Vodka. So as a true friend and not wanting to refuse my friends' offer and hurt my friends' feelings, I accepted my friends' token of friendship and partook in a friendly drink with my friend, Murphy and we had a party among friends. I mean if you don't have friends or family, who do you have? Anyway....Murphy didn't want to go into KOTS that night but I did. So I proceeded to head towards KOTS on my newly acquired form of A to B transportation and took off. I was peddling along the sea wall, slowly slithering like a snake on 2 wheels. When all of a sudden, I went too far to the left and hit the one foot seawall with my front tire which catapulted me, my bike, my back pack which had my laptop, and my iTouch into the water. By the grace of GOD, I didn't hurt myself. But everything that shouldn't get wet was submerged in about 3 foot of salt water. I tried pulling myself out of the water by grabbing on to the top of the seawall which is about 8 feet but couldn't reach the top to pull myself up. Somebody walking by saw me in the water trying to get up out of the water and extended their hand and pulled me out of the drink. Thank you to whoever you are, I owe you a drink, I give you gratitude now. Thanks!! After that, all I remember is waking up lying on my stomach at a bus stop looking up at a Key West police officer. He pointed out the rules of the bus stop which are clearly posted at each one. Guess which one of the NO rules was up there?.....waiting....ding ding... I think we have a winner Johnny... .yes the correct answer is SLEEPING....Luckily and believe me I don't have much good luck, he told me to take off. Thank you officer. Only problem was, I didn't take off on my newly acquired bicycle or with my backpack or my iPod, just the clothes I had on my back and thank the lord I still had those on. Everything was GONE!!!...............>:o
Now I am not a materialistic person, I understand I can get it all back. EXCEPT for the book I was writing; all of my writing was GONE. I have to start from scratch. I get an itchy feeling everytime I think about it.... That and the fact that I lost my music. Music is my life. It's like my air. I live and breathe for music, NOTHING else matters to me. If it wasn't for music, I wouldn't be alive. I don't want to live in a world without music. I always say, you can take anything you want from me but you can't have my music. So, that is what I lost. Now for what I have gained.
Instead of holding a sign and begging for money like some typical bums. I had a flash of inspiration walking down the street. I saw this guy dressed up in a Statue Of Liberty costume holding a sign. But the signs,signs everywhere signs wasn't asking for money or looking for work. It just said Liberty Tax with an arrow on it. When I lived in Mesa, AZ (the worst place I have ever lived in life btw) I had a room mate at the halfway rehab house I was staying at and he did that very same as this guy on the street was doing. So I knew about the sign waving job before and I was collecting unemployment but they stopped it when the State Of Florida found out I was incarcerated. I appealed the decision. SoI didn't have any income while I was waiting for the court date. So after I saw the guy on the street doing it, I figured that would be the easiest job to get and I might be able to get some cash while I wait for the court date. I walked into Liberty Tax and asked the guy at the front counter if they were looking for anymore sign wavers and the gentelman said, "Yes, as a matter of fact we are!" and had me fill out a short application. I explained to him that I didn't have a phone but I have an email account which I check daily. He told me to check my email the next day and we can take it from there. So I checked it the next day and the email instructed me to show up at Liberty Tax at 7am on Tuesday in which I did and started working and am now gainfully employed there. The gentleman at the front desk was the owner btw and he and his wife are super cool nice people. Murphy and his buddy kept telling me that I need to get a job because my unemployment will run out sooner or later. So I bet Murphys' buddy, Bob Wood, a dollar that I would get a job the next day and sure as shit I did!!! I should of bet more!! btw, Bob Wood, is a former professional bowler who actually beat Earl Anthony back in the 70's and he stayed at KOTS. So I don't care how famous you think you are or how much money you have now, it can all change in a blink of an eye. That's why I can't stand or understand people putting people who are homeless down. I think seeing preople on the street is a painful reminder of what can happen and I personally think it scares the shit out of them. That's just one theory and it's not EVERYBODY who thinks that way but that's just my opinion, which I think I am still entitled to even though I am CURRENTLY residentially challenged or what some might say, a bum on the street, holding a sign...uh.. wait a minute..I'm a bum, homeless person, whatever you want to call me holding a sign, BUT I'm not begging for money, I'm actually making money!! Imagine that.I get paid ever 2 weeks. And yes, I still live at KOTS. The job is a lot of fun as long as I have my headphones on and the music turned up. I actually taught myself how to spin the sign and try to spin it to the music playing on the radio. I work the corner (NO, not like a hooker, get your mind out of the gutter!!) of Rosevelt and Kennedy in Key West. I get the stangest looks, have dogs bark at me and had my picture taken a few times.I have fun with it. Some people have a problem with me out there ie. a business ownwer who came out one day and said, "You're fucking up my business" and I said, "O.K. I'll leave" and I started crying and put my tail between my legs and ran as fast as I could. I was so scared!!! I told my boss everything that happened as he wiped the tears from my eyes and said everything is going to be alright but I'm afraid if we can't stand on the corner there, you no longer have a job, you're fired..I said, still sniffiling, "But, aren't there other corners we can work?" My check giver said, "I'm afraid not, now carry your ass through the door and start pounding the pavement and get a fucking job!" On the bright side, I won my unemployment appeal case, hooray!! I just have to pay back the days I was incarcerated, which was 11.
And for all you dumb asses that took that getting fired bullshit story, hook, line and sinker. You either need to get a fucking job or go fishing!!! Cause I still have a job and I'm going fishing this weekend!! It's payday today and I bought a pair of brand spankin new shoes, let's dance!! This was brought to you courtesy of the public library computer.
I now have a smartphone but the keyboard is too small for my big fingers,HEY LADIES!!! and you can request my number if you want and I will give it to you, ONLY if you are worthy of the digits... and for those of you whose birthdays I missed, fuck you, you didn't invite me to the friggin party...just kidding, kids.. Happy Birthday!! XO
With Love,
It's your friendly, neighborhood, dressing up like a Statue of Liberty, poeticdrummer signing off. Remember to spay or neuter your kids..um I mean pets..............:)
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