The Bad Poet's Birthday

[Tooneric]

Thank you all! My hats off to all of you. Notice that black soot on my face from the dynamite candle...

Bad poems and even some bad songs: Silvery Moon, If I Had a Hammer, and a Beatles tribute. You all are outstanding. And if I don't get some work done today, I'll be out standing in the unemployment line!

 

[calypso*a*go-go]

And if I don't get some work done today, I'll be out standing in the unemployment line!

Ahhhh...but you'll do it with such flair!!!

 

[lillasmom]

Hope you had a fabulous birthday!

 

[Rash]

Okay, my first effort was weak. I had a minute or two this a.m. to whip up some truly bad poetry. Here ya go:

All the angelic waves of cascade ridden filaments
Pound the season green.
And melting candle falling elegantly
To the swans heaven.
Feeling born into a cloud
Of raging shine.
Flesh feeling warm, and motion
Invading everywhere
Until lips surround imaginary waterfalls
That fly over eyes, filling the earth
Embracing spirits
Longing for everlasting passion.
Bears in the river with children and god
All wrapped into a ball of
Fire breathing lovers.
Carnivals in the sky raining color
Onto seeds of new attitude
Waiting for direction.
Sleep in vacuumous love
Torn apart by time
But always lingering, continuing, landing
In the lap of tomorrow.

Hope that was horrible enough for you. Happy Birthday.

 

[idratherbeinwdw]

Wow Rash that was truly awful--Congratulations, great job! Mar'

 

[calypso*a*go-go]

I surrender !!!

 

[Tooneric]

Wow, Rash, that was beautiful. But I was really looking for bad poetry. I'm afraid that disqualifies you for the Bad Poet's Society. It was simply too good. You are a horse of a different color.

 

[lllovell]

An ode to Tooneric...post birthday...but with all my best (lyrics stolen from Jimmy Buffet - heard this song on the way home last night and you popped into my mind Tooneric). Hope your birthday was wonderful.


I rounded first never thought of the worst
As i studied the shortstop's position
Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
Someone call a decent physician
I'm no Pete Rose, i can't pretend
Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don't bend

Chorus:

I'm growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I'd rather die while i'm living than live while i'm dead

Sometimes i see me as old manatee
Headin' south as the waters grow colder
Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near
It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder
But that's how it goes (that's how it goes), right to the end
Though his body's quite flexible, that barnacle brain don't bend

Chorus:
I'm growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I'd rather die while i'm livin' than live while i'm dead

Now don't get me wrong
This is not a sad song
Just events that i have happened to witness
And time takes its toll as we head for the poll
And no one dies from physical fitness
So what the hell, we'll take it right to the end
As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins

Chorus:
I'm growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of change blow over my head
I'd rather die while i'm living than live while i'm dead
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I'd rather die while i'm living than live while i'm dead

 

[Rash]

Wow, Rash, that was beautiful. But I was really looking for bad poetry. I'm afraid that disqualifies you for the Bad Poet's Society. It was simply too good. You are a horse of a different color.

Okay, how bout this one. I call it.."Volkswagon"

Volkswagon by Rash

Dance, little punk.
I can't tell if that's your feet
or your head.
I been drinkin'.
I love that damn car.

 

[calypso*a*go-go]

(They say a picture is worth a thousand bad poems!)

 

[Tooneric]

Llovell, I can't wait to get home and look for that Jimmy Buffett song. I am sure I have it. Thanks for the tribute!

Rash, The Volkswagon was much worse. I loved it! It's like one of those abstract paintings that when you squint your eyes it looks better. You're back in the BP Society!

 

[Rash]

You're back in the BP Society!

Yes! I quote the mantra of the Bad Poets Society - Carpe Disney!

 

[lllovell]

Yes! I quote the mantra of the Bad Poets Society - Carpe Disney!

potty mouth!!! ( )