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I like to fiddle around with poems when I have some idle time. It keeps the wheels turning in my brain and makes me more alert. Use it or lose it. These are a few I just recently wrote down. Enjoy!



The Heron

A solitary figure
The Heron stands aloof
Wading in the marshland
Or floating above a roof

A nest he crafts with sticks
For the female eggs to lay
And guards that place with care
Against all of nature's prey

His sense and sight is keen
All objects can be seen
If hunting for a frog
Or slicing through a fog

Oh the Heron nature's gem
As one can surely see
Forever may you flourish
With none to disagree




The Warrior's Code

In a warrior's blood is work
No substitute is found
Ever Patient in his endeavor
The warrior holds his ground

Doing more than is required
Is warrior's deft routine
To show himself tenacious
While going round and round.

Balance is his aim
In weather foul or fair
For warrior makes his choices
With no finger placed in air

He oozes out the confidence
Like a sailor in open sea
But always is responsible
To be all that he can be

Warrior can stomach risk
Where others may resist
He's creative and is fresh
Of such success consists

The warrior will take action
And discipline himself
For active is his lifestyle
He's not a lazy pile

His manners held in high regard
The warrior shows much grace
If even in compassion
To all the human race

The warrior is proactive
He leads and does not follow
But knows the time to cut it loose
With humor not obtuse

A belly filled with fire
To greatness he'll aspire
He finds his friends with care
And is never caught in snare

Service is his way of life
The warrior will always help
He's humble to a fault
Of this earth he's salt

Resiliance is his middle name
For nothing less will do
When goals are there to strive for
The warrior's life is new

Resourceful and so social
The warrior can blend in
While leading by example
For all to gather in




Mel Fahrner

"That ain't no way to wear the hair"
"And put your hat on straight"
"We don't do that there"
"Or likewise round these parts"

"Your pants are on too saggy"
"You're looking kind of faggy"
"Get a razor to that face"
"You mama's boy disgrace"

The veteran barked his orders
And newbie glanced away
But only for a flicker
To think of his reply
As flushed the face grew thicker

"Who are you to act as such a fool?"
Said veteran, spittle on his lip
"Fahrner, Mel's the name," spoke newbie
With no desire toward hip.

The veteran perked his ear
As newbie had his say
And this he spoke with ease
As no one blocked his way

"I'm not from here, I'm a Fahrner."




I have a miserable life and wish I were dead!

It's as if you suffered a bout of dysentery on the face of the board, you ASSHOLE.

Fishin' Hole

Post with baited breath
Recoiling bloody splinters
Eviscerated

Betty and Jack up a tree
F-u-c-k-i-n-g
First comes Betty, then comes Jack
Then comes the goo out of Betty's crack

Dittle dittle the cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
That's more than my lazy wife does
That fat fucking smelly baboon

Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, the guy that fucked her ass

Eenie, meenie, miney, moe
Suck my dick and swallow slow

Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie
Jerked off in his girlfriend's eye
When her eye was dry and shut
Georgie fucked that one eyed slut

Hickory dickory dock
My balls fell out of my jock
I laid them to rest on some hooker's chest
And paddled her face with my cock

Hickory dickory dock
She took a good look at your cock
It's really scary, old wrinkled and hairy
It smells like a ten year old sock

Itsy Bitsy Spider living in my crotch
Every time he takes a bite there's another big red blotch

Jack and Jill went up the hill
Both with a buck and a quarter
Jill came down with two-fifty
That fucking whore

Jack and Jill went up the hill
And Jack would try to hump her
Jill said "No", Jack said "So"
"I'll ram it in your dumper"

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack burned off his fucking dick

Jack Sprat could eat no fat
His wife could eat no lean
So Jack ignored her flabby tits
And licked her asshole clean

Little Bo Beep fucked a sheep
Blew a horse, licked his feet
She ate his ass so very nice
Tongued his balls not once but twice

Little Boy Blue - he needed the money

Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Eating a pizza pie
He shit pepperoni, blew his friend Tony
And wiped his mouth on his tie

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came a spider, he sat down beside her
He said "Hey, what's in the bowl bitch"

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
A lightbulb was stuck up her ass
It woke up the spider who lived deep inside her
He said "Hey, free electric and gas"

Mary, Mary quite contrary
Trim that pussy it's so damn hairy

Mary, Mary shaved her cunt
Now it looks like Allen Funt

Mary had a little lamb
She kept in her backyard
When she took her panties off
His woolly dick got hard

Mary knew a little man whose prick was very thin
Every time he fucked her, she would ask him "Is it in?"

Old King Cole was a merry old soul
A merry old soul was he
He chewed off his tit, ate his own shit
Washed it down with some tea

Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
To get her dog a bone
She bent over, Rover took over
She got a bone of her own

Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
To get her old dog a snack
The cupboard was bare, she didn't despair
She let Rover munch on her crack

Patty cake, patty cake bakers man
If your chicks on her period, fuck her in the can

Peter Peter pumpkin eater
Had a wife, loved to beat her
Smacked her twice across the head
Fucked her ass and went to bed

Peter Peter pupkin eater
Whacked off in the movie theater
Sprayed his load across the screen
And ruined Titanic's final scene

Peter Peter pumpkin eater
Knew a chick, but couldn't meet her
Saw her brother one fine day
Sucked his cock and now he's gay

Rock-a-by baby on the tree top
Your mother's a whore I ain't your pop

Roses are red, violets are blue
I fucked your mom in the ass and she had you

Row, row, row your cunt
Gently down my prick
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Then you'll suck my dick

Rub a dub dub, three men in a tub
Faggots have threesomes too, so fucking what

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe
She had so many kids, her uterus fell out

Three blind mice, see how they run
Where the fuck are they going

Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Shine upon the parking lot
As I eat my girlfriend's twat

Twinkle twinkle little star
Will she blow me in the car
Because I bought her dinner, she had fun
Now my balls are boiling and I'd like to cum



OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Taint, taint, burning bright
In the buttcrack of Dan's wife,
What immortal hand or FBI
Could heal thy fearful asymmetry?

I awake to streaks of sunlight
hair sticky, ass aflame
Dan was watching birds
ever and anon, always gone
surrendering to the viscous warmth
the scent of chorizo, and bloody lube
my smile, never ending

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oh, Dan!

While your in your den scratchin out bad poetry, they're downstairs Cornholing me, Dan! AND...I like it, except for the one that has a chew in and spits all over the rug and the one that highpitched screming calling me a dumbfuck.



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Dan Vogel wrote:The Warrior's Code

Dan, are you a warrior?

What if Heaven was Hell and vica versa
If I told you go to Hell, would you tell I cursed ya?
I reimbursed ya with the truth so you know my fate
And pray I die, I'm that nigga that they love to hate
I wanna make you use yo mind, God has sent a sign
And when you listen to these rhymes, nigga take your time
Again I ask, Heaven was hell and vica versa
Would you start doin' evil in order to nurture--the spirit man?
Do you understand that there's a war?
It's ragin' on and the devil got some ammo too
Don't get me wrong, but I put my trust off in the Lord
It's too corrupt, know that God gon' help me blow 'em up
I give a fuck, Heaven was hell and vica versa, I have no fear
I done witnessed too much Hell right here, lend me your ear
Recall the beer we had to po'
For all our niggaz hit the Devil with the .44
Payback nigga
My liquor keep my from tryin' to enter, battle alone
And to deal with all this wickedness, I smoke a zone
Know I'm grown, but I'm still a baby
It's vica versa so I guess I'll beg Satan to save me
God I'm confused, the fuse of all these motherfuckers, makin' me sick
Virgin Mary never fucked nobody, but she suck dick
With a clique of nasty concubines, and vice-a versa
So she'll probably do the whole nine, that nasty ho
I don't know where I'ma go this Christmas, it's Satan's birth
I'ma try to smoke a pound of weed, and ease the Earth
While Jesus equiped with angels, the Devil's equiped with fire
For God so love the world that he blessed the thug with rocks
Won't stop until they feel me
Protect me Devil, think the Lord is tryin' to kill me
It's vica versa

-Walt Whitman

poptart wrote:

Dan Vogel wrote:The Warrior's Code

Dan, are you a warrior?

Yes I am. I was turned on to the warrior principles years ago. I've put them into practice and they have enriched my life. They've made me a better person. The term warrior is greatly misunderstood in our culture. People immediately think of violence when thinking of a warrior but that isn't true. A warrior doesn't seek violence. He seeks the betterment of himself and others surrounding himself. He can defend if need be but his mission isn't conquest of others.

I've enjoyed some of the poems so far. And some I haven't.

Have a nice weekend!

Sudden Sam wrote:Too cerebral?

No - too therebral.

Vogels' Wife

Well, the last time I seen her
and I ain't seen her since
she was sucking off a niqqer
thru a barb wired fence