You have a way with words, don't you.

Cool. Short poems with a clear emotion

dip me in dogshit

Whooo whoo, nice!

Thank you! :)

whoa, good poem!

heh I can relate! Very nice.

its a purty cool thing to behold. jan and dean, the everly brothers, abbot and costello? but I don't know pearl and ted. Interesting.

At first I got nothing out of it... but then I found that I was wondering what it was you were describing so I must have liked it ^.^

Naw, I've already been fitted with a pumpkin

Jeremi (baba/bachus/horus/shardik) - Functionally its a fairly pulling read (though, ironically, I was zoning out right around the park where you refer to Americans as lazy half-asses; go figure). Not any new angles here though, is there? And the premise of rallying a group to action by name-calling is flawed. As a vent though - I can feel your pain. But as an argument, you could add credibility to this if you backed up your claims with some statistics, references and specific examples, like for: "America holds the largest collection of undereducated" (percentages compared to world?), "two thirds of its occupants still believe the earth was created a couple thousand years ago" (a reference would be nice here), "Simple, it's the inability to lead by example and keep your word." (examples), "now through karma we are getting our fair dues?" - (what is this referring to, exactly, casinos?)", "common knowledge that Americans are greedy, narrow sighted, and ridiculously pretentious without fair reason or even an objective" (references? even something anectdotal would help) If its just rant, then fine, carry on - but if you want to make a compelling argument then make it sound like you did your homework.

I laughed, I cried, you moved me Bob.

Oh I don't disagree with anything in this poem! Just some of the different things done in catholicism. Everything is agreed with in your poem.

Such generic thinking, and to come from such a hard hittin' street poet and budding screenwriter as yourself. It is in these rants that your severe lack of education shows. Alas, the bucklehead arises and speaks the truth of the blue-collar beat. Rise up proletariats. Rise up!!!!

So exactly what demographic are you aiming for with this lyrical mayhem?

Easy there Saint Vaginitus you don't want to pull a glute or mis your turn.

Even a dung beetle wouldn't roll this shit.

Hasty generalizations will only make you look foolish.

The thing with Texas is that no matter where you stand it always smells like shit.

That's exactly how the baby mouse that I fed my tarantula looked this morning