A Christmas Memory (reposted)

mother shrieked
as I cracked Santa
over the head with the baseball bat

"that'll teach you to kiss my mommy," I said

it was then that I realized
with a start of horror
that Santa was not my father

I Don't Want To Be In Love (With You)

When I saw her standing there

I couldn't do anything but stare

And watch her go

I hailed a cab and tracked her down

Followed her all over the town

Just to say hello

"Hello"

We had been together years

And every thing she did endeared

Her to me yet

Until the day that I found out

What her life was all about

A day I won't forget

Never forget

Every time I see her now

I shake and shiver and I bow

My weary head

I pray at least fifteen times a night

That I might catch some dreadful fright

And wake up dead

Cause anything would be better than this life

I'm in love with a Nazi

I don't know much but I do know that I've got

I've got to make it end

The one thing I'm afraid of

Is how to get out of there with my own skin

When she says

"Jonny Boy, do you still want to be friends?"

a poem for a girl

Most men
When they see you
Only see a pretty pair of legs
'Cause men are shallow
Also you wear a trash bag over your head and torso

But va-va-voom!
What legs!