WELL COME TO LOVE POEM THREAD

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

I worry that I can't stop,
That I'll never stop
Until my bones are dry and brittle
And they tell me that I'm dying
I thought I could do this

I thought I could do this
With strength and wisdom and grace
But I picked a path with thorns that make me bleed
And the maps were gathered and burnt
When I was just a child

When I was just a child
I picked up smooth, hard secrets
And took them home to keep forever
And marveled at the pulse that just kept on beating
Through crystal veins, translucent skin

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

Every night its all i have
a sweetest dream i long and love
a childish thought i have and hold
where happy endings happen as told

as i grew up it never cease
to liven up my fantasies
it gives me hope and makes me smile
my dream will come true in a little while.

but now I've known you're just a dream..
I'm now awake wearing a grim.
how am i supposed to let you go,
when to love you so, thats all i know.

each night I'll say sweet dream goodbye.
i can't forever live in a lie
though facing the fact is a way to die
what can i do, you chose to fly...

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

It moves where no one expected it to be
Traversing both time and space
Cruising even the uncharted regions of the earth
No one knows when he will be at your side

Most people who experience his presence are kept silent
No one survives when you come across him
I am also afraid of his coming
But this I am sure, that my audience with him is unknown

Even those who are brilliant are frightened
when his name is mentioned
For a catastrophic trauma was implanted to all
When, how, and why are not his concerns
But on the single thought that your time will come

Death seems to shock everyone�s attention
However, his existence balances the course of life
For if not with him, we cannot distinguish God and His creations
That is why man is a being towards death

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

I go to the movies
with your boyfriend.
I go to school
with your boyfriend.

I walk to the mall
with your boyfriend
I hold hands
with your boyfriend

What do you do
with your boyfriend.

When I saw you two
You would argue
He would smile
You would argue

He would kiss you softly
You would argue
When he held your hand
You would argue

Forget about the argument
you and him went through
I've got your boyfriend
and I don't care about you!

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

2day updates

I Wrote Myself a Letter

I wrote myself a letter.
I mailed it right away.
And, sure enough, the carrier,
delivered it today.

I couldn't wait to get it.
I nearly had to shout.
I quickly tore the envelope
and pulled the letter out.

I anxiously unfolded it
but now I must concede,
I'm clueless as to what it says.
I haven't learned to read.

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

Don't Ever Bite Your Sister

Don't ever bite your sister.
Don't kick her in the shin.
Don't slap your sister silly
and don't sock her on the chin.

Don't tape a "Kick Me" poster
upon your sister's back.
Don't take your stinky socks off
and then put them in her pack.

Don't purchase plastic spiders
and place them on her head.
Don't leave your rubber rattlesnake
inside your sister's bed.

Don't do this to your sister
for, if you ever do,
I'm pretty sure she may do something
even worse to you.

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

My Car is Constructed of Pickles

My car is constructed of pickles.
It's wonderfully crunchy and sweet.
If ever I'm hungry while driving
I pull off a pickle to eat.

The engine is made out of gherkins.
The dashboard's an extra-large dill.
The windows and wipers are kosher
as well as the bumpers and grille.

The hood's made of hamburger slices.
The gas tank is brimming with brine.
The doors are delectably salty.
The stickshift is simply divine.

There's one little problem I'm having.
I'm sure you would know what I mean
if ever you saw this contraption;
my marvelous pickle machine.

I guess I've included my auto
in just a few too many meals
and now it won't budge when I start it;
it seems I have eaten the wheels.

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

My Computer Ate My Homework

My computer ate my homework.
Yes, it's troublesome, but true.
Though it didn't gnaw or nibble
and it didn't chomp or chew.

It digested it completely.
It consumed my homework whole,
when I pressed the Shift and Enter keys
instead of Shift-Control.

It devoured my hours of typing,
every picture, chart and graph,
and it left me most unsettled
when I thought I heard it laugh.

I would guess it was a virus,
or it could have been a worm,
that deleted every bit
but didn't prompt me to confirm.

I suppose I might have pressed Escape
instead of pressing Save,
but, regardless, my computer
now will never misbehave.

For I found a good solution
and I smiled to hear the crash,
when I chucked it out the window
and it landed in the trash.

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

The Sad Story of Tommy McTivver

Sit back and I'll tell you of Tommy McTivver,
whose parents uncaringly made him eat liver.
I'll try to explain, in a sensitive way,
why Tommy McTivver is not here today.

You see, when you serve up that rubbery meat
it smells like the sweatsocks of stinky old feet.
The room becomes filled with the hideous odor
of all the manure in the state of Dakota.

Poor Tommy was given a plateful of liver
which frightened the dog and which made the cat shiver.
But nevertheless Tommy did what was right;
he cut a big piece and he chewed up a bite.

Then what happened next is too horrid to tell;
his body went stiff and he shrieked as he fell.
The ambulance came and they drove him away
and promised to have him returned in a day.

The driver, however, drove right off the street
when he heard what Tommy had happened to eat.
The man accidentally drove into the river,
and all because Tommy McTivver ate liver.

So everyone died and I'm sorry to say,
this story could happen again here today.
So please, mom and dad, think of Tommy McTivver
and don't make me eat one more bite of this liver.

 

[DJ.ROCKSTAR]

Let Me Out of the Classroom

(to the tune of "Take Me Out to the Ballgame")

Let me out of the classroom.
Let me out of the school.
I'm not so good at geography.
I would rather be watching T.V.

It's still twenty minutes till recess.
Lunch is hours away.
Won't you please, please, please get me out
of the class today?

Someone's here with a note now.
Teacher's calling my name.
He says my mother is right outside.
I should go and she'll give me a ride

to my yearly dentist appointment.
I forgot it's today!
Teacher please, please, please help me out.
Won't you let me stay?

 

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