Thursday, June 2, 2011

Monsters everywhere


Monsters monsters
Everywhere
I think that no one really cares that
I live in a lost place
On the edge of no where
Waiting to die
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Saturday, May 14, 2011

BROKEN

My ears do not work.
They are BROKEN.
My eyes do not work.
They are BROKEN.
My legs do not work.
They are BROKEN.
My mind does not work.
It is BROKEN.
My muscles do not work.
They are BROKEN.
So I watch the people,
Who think I don't notice when they mock me
As my muscles cause my arms to flail
And the ones who ooze phoney sympathy from their
every pore
And laugh at you after their work-day is done
And the doctors who are so sure
That your BROKEN mind is the only thing that is
Ever wrong,
The body is never BROKEN as long as you have a
BROKEN mind.
And at the end of your BROKEN life
All those who tried in vain to fix your BROKEN-NESS
To make you like them, to fit into their world-veiw,
Will all proclaim We trie to fix her but she refused to see she was BROKEN and therefore we could not fix her at all.
People throw BROKEN things away.
God takes them from the garbage and uses them anyway
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Everyone Loves A Clown

      Everyone loves a clown but this clown has a broken heart. So where are yyou? I'm a lonely funny clown but I have feelings too. So anyway lock the door when you leave, stop the mail and the newspapers too. I don't live here anymore.

And so,just why are so sad and blue?
I've told you before I'll tell you again.
"Smile, it ain't all that bad"
 "A frown ain't nothing but a smile turned upside down"
"Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone!"
do you wanna be alone?
"don't let the see ya sweat"
 "Don't sweat the small stuff"
Life is a cliche
"Happy are those who never let anyone see you cry"
"Don"t pout"
"Happy are those who have no feelings or opinions"
"Never discuss politics or religion"
How 'bout sex? drugs? rock n roll?
Sorry that comes under both politics and religion!
"Don't be a wet blanket, don't rain on my parade"
"Don't be a party pooper"
Life really is a cliche, old boy
can we talk about wars? and hate? and dying in the streets?
Ahh politics and religion again, sorry old son.
 "Don't worry. Be happy"
"It all comes out in the wash"
Can we discuss Soul Murderers? Dream killers?
Negatory on that, politics and religion again you see. You wanna get along in this world just remember the only rule you'll ever need
"Everyone loves a CLOWN!"
©S.Voigt

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Radar christmas

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Monday, December 27, 2010

Christmas by Radar T. D. O'Reily

Wowza! Wowza! My person just had this thing called Christmas. I don't understands this thing called Christmas but people are a puzzle to me! My person brought in this tree called Christmas Tree. I don't think it's a really tree cuz it don't smell like any kinda tree I've ever smell before and it's all prickly. So I asked Chirp about all this cuz she is way smarter about people than me. Chirp says the tree called Christmas is a pretend tree that get put away at the end of chrisstmas to be saved and put up again next year. Chrirp also explained about hiding stuff in boxes covered with shinny paper,those are called gifts and people give them to each other. Gifts make people be happy, it's kinda like a hug and a pet that our person gives Chirp and me. I like hugs from my person. I learned something about those trees called Christmas, ya gotta be careful of em,they have pretty,frangile shinny stuff on em and they fall over easy. Like one time Chirp and me were playing and i wagged my tail too much and the tree fell over! Wowza! That was really scary! And something else is that person called Santa Claws, I wonder if it's really a big cat and not a person. Well, Santa Claws comes to leave gifts under the tree called Christmas at night when every one iss sleeping. I tried to stay awake to see him but i musta fell asleep. In the morning our person gave me and Chirp some new chewy toys from Santa Claws. My person took some pctures with some thing called camera. I don't what that is I'll have to ask Chirp about camera and get back to you later. But anyway,I made daybeaut in video pictures and you can watch em if you want right here!
Note from Radar's person having tech difficulty if i ever get an anwer to how to fix the problem from blogger i will post the video. But i wouldn't hold my breath waiting!
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Mothers

A mother holds you close in the night
When those terrible monsters give you a fright.
A mother kisses your skinned knees,
Dries your tears,calms your fears.
A mother is always the best of cooks
And she reads to you the most interesting of books.
She is always the most beautiful woman in the world!
She has such a special smile, a heart that is tender and true.
She's there to help on that very first date.
And picks up the pieces when first your heart breaks.
A mother is someone so strong and tall,
Gentle and kind,
A mixture of all the most delightful things!
A mother is someone who makes your heart sing
With joyous songs of each new day,
Of love and laughter shared along the way.
Mother"s are all terrific but because you are mine,
You are the bestest mother of all time!
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busy hands

I crocheted this dinosaur for my grandson from a pattern in creative home magazine. I started this a year ago in oct planing to give it to jake for christmas. He'll get it this year! I also found a pattern for this bee on the inside of a red heart yarn wrapper. The bee was easy...only took one day!
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