Procrastination

I'll put it off for just a second
One tiny little insignificant moment
Let just a minute pass right here
Then two minutes, three, an hour

The next day it still hasn't happened
Looking for a time for that one statement
Time adds up to be more than a year
And the situation only turns more sour

Don't be a giant idiot
Just go ahead; do it

Gambling

A roll of the dice
A turn of a card
Give it a try
The game isn't hard

Name your own stakes
Throw down the chips
Now you're winning
On these gambling strips

But great big champion
Remember your virtues
Just one bad roll
And all you will lose

The Poet

I have toiled and labored for my art
And poured out everything in my heart
In the creation of these great idea shrines
My mind is all wrung out for these few lines

Each word I raise to a higher plane
Carefully formed into haiku or quatrain
They come to me to become exalted
All they need is to be rightly flaunted

The words and the poet in divine harmony
Using each other for their great journey
Leapfrogging together to new heights
They reign then as the poet now writes

Love Across the Room

I see you there across the room my dear
You are unflawed in each and every way
Dark hair falls down though tucked behind one ear
Your smile makes me inside feel just so gay
Brown eyes wander around gazing at all
And cheeks recalling hues of pink roses
Your lips reach out to me with their love's call
Take care they say to not hit our noses
You stand and start to walk away from this
But where could you go off to lone right now
Soon you'll be gone from life and from my kiss
Thus I can not lose track I so avow
I will persue as you search through some life
Still you will soon become all mine my wife

Gatsby and Standin 3

Gatsby and Standin were fighting crime
In the form of a drug-dealing, murderous mime
And by fighting I literally mean fisticuffs
Over a vat of various boiling hot foodstuffs

The mime silently threw invisible knives
At the heroic pair's imaginary (extremely sexy) wives
Gatsby dove quickly with a really big "NO!"
Was hit with the knives and turned aglow

Nothing was more important than his imaginary wife
And when she was threatened he'd give up his life
But that has nothing to do with the Gatsby-spewed light
Which was completely the work of Standin in his might

Blah blah blahbity blah Standin's voice did it
I don't plan to bore you with every last little bit
Basically what happened is Gatsby and Standin won
And they found the entire experience to really be fun

Oh and don't worry, Gatsby isn't at all dead
I mean, honestly, the knives were in his head
An evil mime isn't suddenly evilly magical
Although this one did have an evil third ankle

The mime rotted in prison but went out loudly
At least by mime standards, and did so proudly
While Gatsby and Standin spent the night with the girls
As they went to the park to chuck acorns at squirrels

Standin sent in a knuckle-acorn really well
And then the squirrel army raised some major hell
As Gatsby and Standin were distracted from their ladies
So opened up the fabled Gates of Hades

The pair of thought-up babes fell right in
And Gatsby and Standin exchanged a quick grin
Those ladies had been holding them so far back
Now the fun would begin anew with this unprecedented squirrel attack

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I wuv Jersey and they posting 4 mirrorpicysss
Waking class likes Ngata
Anybody I meeting is sippin Bowie
All super movie
I is ready, Skype
Excited carnval
Two misses

Great Honor

A greater honor than I ever dreamed of attaining
Was suddenly bestowed upon me the other day
I've been told to dispose of the opportunity
But to that I quickly and easily say "No way"

Lord knows I haven't lived the most honest life
But I'll take a blessing when it comes to me
Perhaps someday in the greater scheme of things
Even more honored and blesséd I could be