Proxy Poem – Life a Bitch Remix

Life’s A Bitch Remix

Just another day, and just another mess

But if you resign you’ll never know success

No one told you that life is tough

And you will never be good enough

And in this life there are no breaks

Because you will give and they will take

And take it all, till you have nothing left

From the time you’re born, till the time of death

There is no such as “all is fair”

Because when you fall, they won’t care

This life is your last, so enjoy it ‘til the end

Chin up, get out now and try again my friend

 

(Hook)

 

Because you have no choice but to keep on walking

And make them listen when you are talking

These are just the things you have to do

Life’s a bitch, but so are you

To keep on moving and keep surviving

And be the person worth memorizing

Only can succeed if you put it on the table

You will be able to realize you are a truth and not a fable

These are just the things you have to do

Life’s a bitch but so are you

 

Risk it- standing proud demands to give a bit

No future to behind, so make the best of it

Anyone can give up, lay down, and die

But its’ the strong who give it a try

And take day by day, and hit by hit

And they’re the ones who get over it

So maybe you will give it all

But if you give nothing, you’ll surely fall

Into the pit with the rest of the lot

Who looked at their life and then forgot

Face it, find out that its worth to make a stand

Nothing venture nothing have – it’s true my friend

 

(Hook)

 

Because you have no choice but to keep on walking

And make them listen when you are talking

These are just the things you have to do

Life’s a bitch, but so are you

To keep on moving and keep surviving

And be the person worth memorizing

Only can succeed if you put it on the table

You will be able to realize you are a truth and not a fable

These are just the things you have to do

Life’s a bitch but so are you

Renga poem

Under the hugest mountain of bills, lay the bank statement blaring a negative balance with lots of zeros.

Within those zeros there was little hope, only dispair.

She only longed to feel  excited , enthusiastic, and elated.

Like a puppy when their owner comes home.

So fickle she was! Like women are always due to menopause.

Delicious Lindt chocolates are an excellent remedy.

If you eat them upside down by a pine tree, the pine tree where sense….

“What the hell is going on?  How did I get to this tree?”

“You are dreaming, wake up”,  shouted the fairy.

She was the tiniest fairy of them all.

I am the Lindt chocolate fairy.  I visit menopausal women and bring them joy all over the world.

Wicked Piven of the West

Alongside the hugest wax figure of Christy Clark,
the bucketheaded witch of Westeros,
Stinky, green, and bloated,
Like an old sandwich
But still, I enjoyed it thoroughly.
The wool was warm.
Shockingly, it melted into primordial
ooze, like a sloppy, melting Jeremy Piven,
In the belfry in the church at midnight mass,
“What the hell!” they screamed
And that guy was the hostest with the mostest.

colossal

I was underneath the hugest piñata, nervous,

clinging gingerly to my think tank,

well oiled, slick, sludgelike,

thick as chocolate pudding

fresh from the fridge.

Food storage is very philosophical,

yet many who use it are decidedly not.

I am handsome like a young Stalin

up and at ‘me, before long

when everyone else is asleep

and i shout “wake up!”

my voice, prettier and voicier than my enemies would have you think.

My New York

Sizzling overtop the hugest cow

Running smoother than a backbeat

of a rudder on a placid, jewel-toned, benevolent lake

shadowed by piles of metallic hash

so make sure you’ve had your tetanus shot.

Got get that prick!

Additionally, others were looking for that prick

Typical New York City.

In the trash on the street

Was where I lay to map

I whispered discreetly, hand over my eyes,

The Bruskest ham sandwich, brunkier than my loves.

Remix Renga

The hugest ladybug flew without wings

because a manchild cleaved it’s fucking wings and hurled it so,

gravity, the entitled, consistend, and antagonistic child could not stop it,

scratching the carapace of cheese like a diamond over glass

and struggling forward.

Hell is real.

becuase of the warmth I feel

in foolish Philip J. Fry’s pocket sand

which fell out and on to a lucky miniature horse

rolling down when Paco bought his bike

“This is stupid” Michael whimpered

before he realized that this was better than last time.

Renga

Silence

 

The hugest house without life, humming

Bzzzzzzzz Hoooooolahlahlah, a heartbeat. Maybe?

There didn’t appear to be any sign of life in his old, pale, wrinkled body.

His face was as dry as old bread.

And that was all.

 

Despite the better efforts of most tabby cats

Trevor, the British tabby, did the only thing he knew

he put his coffee cup on the table at lunch,

where Amber threw up the day before.

 

“Did you see her today?” I bleated.

“Those are the most straight arms I’ve ever seen!”