Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Day: May 11, 2007

  • 20070511-At One

    Do not be afraid of their spell
    Red faces, false places like hell
    Dark, gray spaces sulphuric smell
    Anger and hate egos rebel.

    To stomp at not knowing full well?
    Undefined infinity swell
    God is One eternally tell
    Knowing all — too well, free-will fell

    State of mind in physical shell
    Questions unanswered by outside cell
    God seeks answers by inward dwell
    ‘Duh’ eyes of south bay flying belle

    A poem of three serendipitous stanzas with eight syllables in monorhyme.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070511-Four! Gall

    Kill a ball with an iron stick?
    Light my candle of angered wick!
    Wrong person to foolishly pick
    Government agents should not trick.

    Bad associations — my tick
    From Pete and ‘JB’ to buck-teeth hick
    Dare to play with my money! Quick!
    Oil business import – export slick

    Off with your heads, ‘ragging’ prick!
    Stoning to your heads with my brick
    Cook your goose well for my tongue lick
    Lose your weight from girth so thick!

    Fat ass bankers greedy to kick
    Hand signals — middle fingers flick
    Our patience tired and sick
    For pissing this high clearance chick!

    Four dark stanzas of ‘Not a funny joke, Fat Ass!’ poem with eight syllables in monorhyme.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.