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Table of Contents
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
Part 1
I like to eat ketchup with my french fries
Predator drones can't hear children's cries
Black Friday discounted my 60" TV
War, peace, it's all the same to me
Cops arrested my friend for smoking weed
My gay boss can't marry but I don't take heed
The Feds are spying on my email
Whatever, I'm rich, I'll post my bail
Earned millions from my derivative friends
It's okay no one understands what I just said
Ignorance reigns, weather at ten
The new sports season has just started again
Citizens demand an end to guns
While B-52s go on bombing runs
Think about the children they yell and command
As long as those children are born in this land
They'll go on the air and lay the blame
Little do we know it's all just a game
We all lose to the golden kings
All hail to the masters we proudly sing
Online I have five thousand friends
But in real life I can't count one
I'll have to pull on countless threads
To untangle what I've become
Poetry really is
The worst form of expression
People always whining
About their problems or obsessions
Why can't they write a book
Or maybe a short story
Because the fact of the matter is
Poets get no glory
Maybe when they die
Something will be remembered
We all block poets out
All the links are severed
If poor poor Farrah Fawcett had known
That her death would be eclipsed
She would have stayed at home that day
And eaten a bunch of chips
If poor old Ed McMahon had known
That he would have died so soon
He wouldn't have worried about his house
And just taken a rocket to the moon
Lucky Lucky Billy Mays
Lucky because he waited
Died at fifty like MJ
His news coverage wasn't abated
Henceforth it shall be known
That June Two Thousand and Nine
Was a great month to die alone
In view of the public eye
I know what it’s like
To be a computer
Because I’m stuck
In infinite loops
She wasn't mine that day
She didn't push him away
She'd take anyone to bed
Makes me wish I was dead
Waits for him as he passes out
It's nothing I want to talk about
Leaves without saying goodbye
Makes me wish I could actually cry
He wasn't mine that day
He didn't push her away
He'd take anyone to bed
Makes me wish I was dead
Waits for her as she passes out
It's nothing I want to talk about
Leaves without saying goodbye
Makes me wish I could actually cry
I drank
Three cups of coffee today
Can't seem to
Keep the fatigue at bay
Smiled at
A kid on the subway
But this
Frown I wear won't go away
I drowned myself
In a bottle last night
No one seemed
Concerned by my plight
Told myself to
Continue the fight
But things just never
Turn out right
I shot up three times to
End the pain
I watched the junk
Go into my vein
The real world is
Such a strain
On the fantasy
I've created
Inside of my brain
When I'm alone
I can be myself
When I'm with you
I'm somebody else
Among more people
I'll change again
The possibilities
Never end
Secrecy in the modern age
Is frequently played on the world stage
They lock up the traitors in a cage
Their intent written on the title page
Thoughts of peace in the Middle East
Are just dreams to say the least
For the military industrial beast
Must devour it's delicious feast
Protests are a joke of the past
These overseers are unabashed
But times they sure are changing fast
Shield yourself and brace for the blast
No one I know
Makes me laugh
No one I see
Entertains me
Part 2
I am God and I’ve nothing to do
So I’m just going to split myself in two
Two and two makes four again
I’ve just built myself three nice new friends
We talk a bit and then I think
What would I look like dressed in pink
So I split my parts once more for show
Because I’ve really got no where else to go
Our numbers have reached upwards of forty
And now we’re feeling in a large majority
To take up arms and challenge each other
To see if we can eradicate one another
Someone stops to yell up from the floor
This would be so much more fun with more
So we all agree to split again
Until we’ve finally reached the end
Millions and Billions and trillions too
These numbers for us are nothing new
There’s no limit to our power in sight
We all agree, who cares? Let’s fight!
The whole thing becomes a game for me
All the parts I’ve made will set me free
Only when I’ve reached infinity
Can I lose myself and finally see
Hey hey hey!
Update your resume!
That's what they say
So that you may
One day
Find a job
Immigration
Emigration
What ever is in a name?
The walls they build around us
Work together just the same
Eventually were all going to die
Our children's children will say goodbye
To all they've ever loved and known
The earth will sit silently alone
But then too will come the day
The sun will rise and have its way
Fusing the dust from the sky
With atoms smashed the earth says goodbye
The atoms then w
ill rule again
But short lived will be their reign
For they too shall radiate
Bringing nuclei to an end
All that’s left is cosmic dust
So sad it can make you choke
Formless and without will
That's why I laugh at jokes
I drink and drink and drink and drink
But it doesn’t change
How I think
I'll buy myself some nice new things
But short lived is the joy they bring
My attention turns another way
But it just seems that everyday
I
Don't know what I want
Don't know what I need
Nothing that exists
Ever seems to please
I just
Don't know what to say
Don't know what to share
No one that I know
Ever seems to care
So
I'll go shopping one more time
I'll spend all my hard earned dimes
I'll buy myself some happiness
But they're sold out I must confess
Why didn't I say
What I wanted to say
Why didn’t I do
What I wanted to do
My life is all but over now
And I spent it without knowing you
I spent it dreaming idly by
As I watched the days
Float on and die
I spent it only thinking of how
It could and should have been
And now I'm left
With just regrets
And a sorrow only gods can know
If only I'd been
How I should have then
I wouldn't be dying alone
It was Fall 2008
And all the politicians were beginning to hate
Unless you liked their candidate
In which case you were on the side of fate
They made sure that none of you watched the debate
As they stood there and listened and began to berate
The issues, it seemed, were on the side plate
Their voices, they echoed, and began to sedate
None of them knew the capital of Kuwait
(It's Kuwait City) so let me get something straight
As long as you have a large estate
You can run for president?
To be an addict
Is oh so sweet
All the times you’ll have
All the people you’ll meet
They’re all so great
Because you’re so high
But before you know it
Your life has gone by
But what does it matter
You achieved great fame
You took E and K
You tried some cocaine
You took pot and shrooms
You dropped LSD
But all you’ve known
Was a fantasy
Your friends have left
You’re out of cash
You’re all alone
Can’t find your stash
Your habit has won
And devoured your soul
Nothing remains
An infinite hole
If more people are coming
More people will come
If more believing
Belief has won
Part 3
Stephanie Meyers' books are widely read
But David Foster Wallace is still dead
Pop art is the bullet lodged in my head
Why create
When the masses hate
Anything decent or insightful or great
The intellectuals make me just as sick
End this torture and make it quick
Being remembered is just a trick
Well I'm just unhappy everywhere
And every single day
I lie alone upon my bed
And clasp my hands to pray
But the god I know inside my heart
Just doesn't seem to be
No spirit in the heavens
Can ever set me free
I've been all around the world
And haven't found a home
I've spent time with many kinds
But always felt alone
An intellectual and sexual equal
Is what the heart desires
Someone to ignite not only the mind
But also the erogenous fires
Republicans claim they are for the rich
Democrats claim they are for the poor
To those in the middle it's all such a bore
No one ever seems to care
The entire world's at war
I like caffeine alcohol and nicotine
Everyday I take it in
They watch me cause another scene
Drink drink smoke smoke
Everywhere I've ever been
Shot hit choke choke
I never think it's going to end
Trying hard to reach success
Repetition is the key
Every day, every hour
God is watching me
You can be Mormon if you want
It's an easy thing to do
Just go door to door and flaunt
How Jesus has saved you
Pass out love
And pass out hope
Say those words
That let you cope
It’s free for all
It’s free for life
Just listen well
And get a wife
After death
We’ll all ascend
To be with God
Until the end
Don’t think outside
The little book
Don’t give me
That jarring look
You can be Mormon if you believe
I swear I’ve nothing up my sleeve
There are those in the world
Who have confused some words
Combining socialism and fascism together
And it's upsetting the nerds
Yes, they are quite different
Not exactly the same
So just listen for a minute
And I shall explain
First it must be said that
Fascism can relate to economics too
And have absolutely nothing to do
With killing the Jews
That's military fascism
Economic fascism is when
A company comes to the government with paper and pen
And says, "Here take this money and write me some laws!"
"So that I may run my company without any flaws!"
"The tax loopholes you give me will be my advantage!"
"The other companies I compete with won't be able to manage!"
And thus they get their monopoly
Through inefficiency
And it affects our currency
Because when these companies fail
The government has agreed to pay for the bail
Out
Socialism is when the government takes over the game
These evil companies exist and capitalism is to blame!
So they take out the profit because they say its corrupted
But don't worry your services won't be interrupted!
We already have socialism here in America
And have had it for quite some time
Our schools, the post office, social security, welfare, medicare
Just to name a few
Sorry this doesn't rhyme
But here's something more basic
It's like the CEO is a politician
And he's on a mission
Because he's got ambition
So they go and outlaw all the competition
And they get their monopoly again
Through ineff
iciency
And it affects our currency
Because when these socialist programs break
The government gives out more money than it could ever hope to take
In
But in both of these cases there is only control
Both -isms work together to take over our soul
Why is there so much fear for letting us free?
Wouldn't there be even more prosperity?
Socialist programs can be done through charity
Competing companies evolve through disparity
All we need is politicians who will stand up for freedom!
Needless to say, that's more than a rarity
So I hope that we've all learned something today
Stop calling Obama a socialist, its just cliche
If we have to be factual he's actually a fascist
But seriously what's in a name anyway?
Met my girl last night
We started to fight
I told her let it go
It's something I can't show
Says she can't understand
Says she won't hold my hand
Says she needs more time
Says she'll always be mine
But I'll never see her again
So don't tell me we're friends
Nothing new begins
That's just how it ends
I don't enjoy those normal things
That others seem to love
I don't relate to normal feelings
Held so tightly up above
I won't eat out
Don't want to drink
Parties bore me to no end
I'm filled with doubt
I cannot think
There's no one I call friend
I'd like to shout
As boredom blinks
This I will transcend
I've had a bout
I've hit the brink
I'll have to just pretend
I don't enjoy those other things
That normal people seem to do
But on my face a smile springs
Though it looks a bit askew
The blind man thinks the world is beautiful
For he can not open his eyes
The deaf man trusts everyone he knows
For he can not hear the lies
The mute man knows the ugly truth
Though everyone calls him dumb
The true man feels nothing at all
For his body is entirely numb
Part 4
Secrets and lies
Are hard to disguise
Behind prying eyes
As deceptions arise
Thus trust is a bust
In the world of lust
Where deception's a must
Turning hearts to dust
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
The internet makes me see and feel
Things I wish could be true
Things that I can't prove to you
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
The internet is my only meal
The war has been moved a block down the street
And all you cowards you liars you cheaters and fools