sunny jim

once i had a monkey his name was sunny jim and every time i think of him my eyes grow wet and dim i met him in the circus in december of forty-nine we were breaking for the winter and our prospects were not fine he was only a monkey i was only a bum we headed for the highway and i stuck out my thumb i wish i could remember all the things we did and said i only know he was my pal and that he is now dead

scratch

if you scratch your toes you bloom like a rose if you scratch your neck people say, what the heck if you scratch your knee move on, there's nothing here to see if you scratch the back of your hand welcome to the promised land if you scratch your ass you are regarded as crass if you scratch your balls they line you up against the wall if you scratch your female parts you practice the dark arts but if only scratch your side your mom will beam with pride if you scratch your dick brother, you're sick if you scratch your head you must believe what they said when they put wires in your brain that they said would ease the pain of the diseases that you catch when you first begin to stretch the discombobulated mess you call your consciousness please excuse my foolish smile i have lost my sense of style

special

i'm special. are you special, too? let's go away together, me and you to a magic world, where hearts are true and no one can tell us what to do we'll never have pimples, warts or hives we will live our own lives it will never be too hot or cold we'll live forever and never grow old i will pick you a new flower every day and you will look at me and say i never knew it could be this way i love you more than the sun has rays fairies and elves will bring us food we'll never be in a bad mood we'll walk beside an ocean deep and the rain will sing us softly to sleep

poem 100

i love a monsoon especially in romantic rangoon with a bodacious baboon tapping his toes to a tranquil tune i love a hurricane on the stormy coast of maine with doctor abel and mister cain watching the rambunctious rain i love a typhoon it can never come too soon on a lazy afternoon with my favorite raccoon i love a tsunami it would mean so much to me in a shack in the stormy sea i would finally be free

sestina

harry often scratched his balls because they itched like niagara falls joey picked his nose a lot and by miss jones was often caught and jenny farted night and day because it was her uncouth way i did it my way because i had a pair of brass balls every dog has its day and when the last judgment falls the last little dogie will be caught in the last roundup's windblown empty lot tony liked betty a lot he was impressed by her stuck up way in her web of alluring deceit he was caught he wished she would tickle his balls between his drunken slips and falls that would surely make his day eddie woke up every day and felt ennui and despair a lot yes, into every life some hard rain falls and failure always finds a way to bust a hopeful hero's balls like a fly in a puddle of ketchup he is caught don't worry about getting caught we'll get you sprung some day the big guy's got the system by the balls in his own peculiar way he thinks about you a lot the way the cookie crumbles and wichita falls everybody takes their falls when its their time to get caught it is just nature's way please mister judge, have a nice day i think about cherry jo a lot and her tits like basketballs i dreamed i caught some ping pong balls as snow falls in the parking lot the old fashioned way on christmas day