(poem) - The Consequence of Breaking the Rules

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Some poems rhyme
This one don’t.

Okay, Just kidding
But seriously, isn’t it nice
To break the rules
Just like breaking the ice?


The ideas
That can be expanded upon
Are sometimes held back
By the rules we rely upon

For instance this rhyming scheme
Can be a bit droll
I sometimes have to hit a website
That can give me a word like hole

Sometimes ideas
Simply cannot rhyme
Even if you try to do it
With all of your time

The sad fact is
Some rules have to be broken
So others may take their place
Else you just rhyme a word as a token

Break free of the chains
That bind you to your silly ways
It is the best way
To get noticed and get laid


Don’t believe me?
Well you should
I’m eclectic by nature
Half crazy under the hood

Yet somehow I’m married
To the most amazing woman in the world
An amazing development
As my life has unfurled

The fact is
My rhymes hide the fact
That I have problem with ‘beats’
Its just something I lack

So for now I bid you goodbye
As I work out this last rhyme
Or maybe I won’t rhyme at all
Only time will tell if I succeed.

Need, bleed, creed, feed....
AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH
I can’t not rhyme....
*cry*

--Dan

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The Visible Effects of Hard Drugs on the Body

One of the ugliest parts of living in a small town is the ratio of people who use drugs.  What is really sad is how apparent it is.  Many drugs damage the body in many obvious ways.  Crystal Meth is one of the most obvious.

Lisa and I are close to the same age, yet there are people she graduated with that look well over double our age.  The scars, the sagging skin, the wrinkles, and the teeth are all huge indicators.  There are so many folks she’s introduced me to that look as old as Lisa’s mother (who has aged decently well) yet are either our age or younger.

What is 'Rushing' into Love?

Lisa and I had what most would call a whirlwind romance.  We met through an online dating service, which took quite a bit of luck in and of itself, and then we just FELL.  Before we even met in person we knew there was something interesting there, and after that first meeting, we both had fallen for each other.

We tried to keep from rushing as much as we could, and every time we did ‘hold back’ it would cause strife between us.  I still, to this day, catch grief for not wanting to say “I love you” first even though we both felt it.

(poem) - Some Bosses Have it Coming

Bad bosses, bad bosses
They are all around us
Those that take their power
To throw us under a bus

I’ve dealt with them
All my life
They are good for nothing
Except way too much strife


But how do you get them back
When you’ve finally had enough?
Do you lash out and quite
As soon as it gets rough?

Say the day before your scheduled
Would that be okay?
To walk up to the boss
And tell them to have a nice day?

Or maybe you shouldn’t
Even show up at all
They’ll call to yell
And you can tell them where to crawl


Or are you the ‘better person’
And allow them to win
By turning in your two week’s notice
Showing up until your days end?

The fact is, many bosses have it coming
They allow their power to go to their heads
And treat their workers
As if they were brain dead.

Why do people get that way?
How do they fall so far?
Or are assholes predisposed
To climbing the corporate ladder?

All I know for sure
Is that I’m sick to death
Of all these douche bags
Being allowed to take another breath

So if you are in a position
To screw your boss over
I say go for it
Its not like they’d give you a good reference ever

Don’t let anyone take your happiness away
Especially not for a paycheck
Money might be hard to come by
But if your on the way out anyway...what the heck?

--Dan

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A Sane Person in this Insane World

I’m almost to the point that I’m ready to kill the next person that acts so f’n stupid with their own choices that its detrimental to everyone else around them.  I mean, seriously....  This has GOT to stop.  I can’t be the ONLY sane person in this insane world.

I understand that no one really changes, especially ignorant people, but you figure they’d figure it out sooner or later.  If you shoot yourself in the foot cleaning a gun, surely you’ll remember next time to make sure its not loaded....  I mean...surely you would.....