The Old Man's Hand
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The Old Man’s Hand

 

There once was this grimy old man

Who had a cat’s head for a hand

It yowled and fussed miserably

 

He tried to conceal that hand

With an old coffee can

But the yowls just echoed weirdly

 

So he took his sharpest ax

And with two painful whacks

He beheaded his hand in agony

 

Well, the old man just died

And his widow wailed and cried

While the head floated around happily



A minor rant.
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Seriously though, as far as I’m concerned the only difference between extreme socialism and extreme capitalism is with one the government fucks you and with the other corporations fuck you. Either way you’re going to bend over and take it, like it or not.
If it’s not going to be the banks, or phone company, or whoever raping me with ridiculous fees for every infinitesimal thing they can think of then it’s going to be the government raping my hard earned wages in the form of taxes to pay for bullshit I neither care for or support nor makes absolutely no positive difference in the daily life of my family or myself.
Coke or Pepsi?
McDonalds or Burger King?
Those are the only choices we have when it comes to our politicians.


Part 2
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1:13 pm
In response to my previously posted poem "The Old Man's Hand", a dear friend of mine replied,

"OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel cheated! It was so built up and then he cuts his hand off!!!!! I feel like their needs to be some more activity with the cat hand! Like maybe an interaction between the cat hand and another cat or something, i'm not sure! But that's just my opinion. You could do like a directors cut version of it or something. I'm not sure!!!! I like it though!"

So, just for her I wrote not a director's cut but a sequel,

PART II (and it was the cursed malformed appendage that laid low the world)

And…
It bit another cat and that cat turned dead
            and rose to become another floating head
                        Its fur rotted and its eyes glowed green
                                    It was the meanest motherfucker I had ever seen.
                                                And you knew of course it wouldn’t stop at that
                                                            Floating pusshead number two bit another cat!
 
So the plague spread throughout the whole town
Till the sky was filled with cat heads floating around
            It wasn’t too long before Uncle Sam was on the Scene
                        And placed the whole damn town under quarantine
                                In absolutely no fucking way was this nightmare quite done
                                         those heads got out and the puss plague killed everyone.
 
THIS IS HOW THE WORLD ENDS
THIS IS HOW THE WORLD ENDS
THIS IS HOW THE WORLD ENDS
NOT WITH A BANG BUT A YOWL

and her response to the sequel was...

"I F'ing
            LOVE
                        IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Mission Accomplished.

1:18 pm



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