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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Four Crazy Poems for a Rainy Day

"Outside of the killings, Washington [D.C.] actually has a very low crime rate."
-(D)Marion Barry"
"I haven't committed a crime. Wh
at I did was fail to comply with the law."
-(D)David Dinkins
"And now, will y'all stand up and be recognized."
-(D)Gib Lewis, to a group of handicapped people in wheelchairs

Today, the daddy is affected by the weather. It's raining and the wind is blowing, whistling through the trees. It's damp and dark. And the daddy is feeling like writing something weird. How about four short, crazy poems for a damp, dark, windy and rainy day?

The daddy has lots of friends and associates, people with whom he hangs at coffee shops, cafes, and bars. The following short digs are stolen from conversations with them: an independent male voter, a female social worker on the Bush foreign policy, a father talking to his son, a homeless guy begging for change. Between begging, he stumbles out of the cold to have coffee at our table (He probably sits at our table, because we are the only ones who speak to him).

Politics: An Independent Voter Speaks


Play with my sex organs all you want.
But don't fuck with my mind.

The Bush Expansionist, Violent Foreign Policies,
A Lesbian Analysis:


A stiff prick
has no conscience.

A Comment on Professional Wrestling

Father:

Son,
Which would you like to see,
the circus in Apple Valley,
or professional wrestling
downtown?

Son:

Daddy,
I wanna see the clowns
downtown.

The Wise Old Man

The old man stopped three college students.
"Excuse me. I'm here from old Kentuck.
Would you please spare a buck."

One student said, "No way, Jose!
I'm not giving you a buck.
Boy, are you out of luck!"

"Well," said the old man, straightening his tam.
"That make me better off than you.

At least I know who I am."

The daddy loves hanging out with eccentric people. They seem to always have something funny or wise to say. And they give him great writing material.
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Note: The cartoon comes from Tom Toles, editorial cartoonist for the Washington Post. He was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for editorial cartooning in 1990. His cartoons appear in the newspaper every day except Saturday.

5 comments:

rainywalker said...

I really believe anyone could set in a crowd and write a book. But only in America!

Christopher said...

The more eccentric and diverse, the better for me.

I never felt comfortable around those lily white, goodie two shoes conservatives suburban types.

Somebodies Friend said...

These are all good McDaddy.

The one with the father and son is the best "I want to see the clowns downtown!"

You always find a way to brighten my day.

nicki nicki tembo said...

Well rain is a fertilizer of sorts.

Torrance Stephens - All-Mi-T said...

the second play i wrote (which will be out in my book of plays soon) is a one man soliquiy called FOR THOESE WHO OPPOSE INDEPENDENCE - abvout roberson - true ren. man