When I Was Young & Dumb






When I was young & dumb

Pretty girls with no souls were a distraction

My fancy bounced from every girl
Who chanced to flirt

Somewhere along the time
I figured out my priorities

I dedicated my heart
Searching for something pure
Something genuine

I found her
I knew

Down the road
Ten plus years later
She is still mine

I love her all the more
She doesn’t need me
But she wants me anyway








It’s not a crime to be pretty
Wearing rented dresses, searching for a breadwinner
Socialites & other plastic people
No redeeming qualities, but she wants to be thinner
Her vagina will accept almost anything
Whether it be dollars, pounds, marks or kroner
A consummate professional at all times
She expects to be well paid for every geriatric boner
You don’t look gift whores in the mouth
Searching for a sugar daddy, anyone will do
Sitting in the bullpen, hoping to get promoted
Waiting to pluck her next victim, how many already gone through
That swath leaving nothing to the imagination
Offended when the whispers mention a gold digger
Everyone can spy those silicone scars
Next time she’ll go a couple of cups bigger
Sucking more than the marrow out of life
She’s trading her youth for money & security
But once tarnished, Innocence forever besmirched
Time is constantly magnifying all your impurities
There are certain priorities in this life
A father must keep his daughters off the pole
But something much less discussed nowadays
What do you do once she grew without a soul
This scene is littered with heinous & fickle creatures
Cloaked, it slowly begins to scandalize & appall
Men with large billfolds & absolutely no shame
The current failure of society & they call it Skyfall

Just A Suburban Housedad


Just a suburban housedad
Toting the kids in a station wagon
There’s no concept of cool left
Listening to Jerry slay the dragon
I’m just trying to live my life
Please keep your drama to your own
High school wasn’t fun the first time
Trust me, that coop’s been flown

In my head, there’s a lil ditty
Feet keep moving even if its not pretty

Oblivious to my surroundings
Because I truly don’t care
My priority is this family
Perfectly content in my own lair
Never apologizing for being me
Many have been justly infuriated
I just smile & nod
Truth is I’m quite understated

In my head, there’s a lil ditty
Feet keep moving even if its not pretty


Life Doesn’t Have To Be Difficult

Life doesn’t have to be difficult
It’s not easy or perfect or always fun
Often times we must merely survive
It’s all a cycle – a promise of a rising sun
Keep vigilant & maintain the good fight
Anything is possible when you have hope
Let us go into battle hand in hand
But first – a quickie would really help me cope



No Post Tonight

Tonight I’m busy with my princesses at the Daddy-Daughter Dance. I’ll make the rounds again tomorrow morning.


I Don’t Want Your Description


I don’t want your descriptions

For they mean nothing to me

I refuse to be your inscription

I’m gone – I already set myself free