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2008-09-07T09:49:00.001-04:00

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b52's, music festival, rained out...

Automatic Poetry Machine: Request # 31

2008-06-19T14:56:00.002-04:00

Someone gave me this line. (today) 6-19-08)

its better then it was;not better then it could be.

I gave them the following poem back.
--------------

Peace:

Gettin' better then it was;
It's always time to improve.

Life sucks and then you die
But really, that's just a lie.

We's always waiting for the time.
But time, be drivin' away.

(chorus) its better then it was
not better then it could be.
but smiles are just the key
we do, and then, we be.

They say that talkin's overrated
I'll tell you it's the only way.

Our mind's an amazing tool
Too complex to explain.

(chorus) its better then it was
not better then it could be.
but smiles are just the key
we do, and then, we be.

Without an ear to help you share
cares cause too much sighing.

But if you dare, and open up
your body, responds and 'laxes.

(chorus) its better then it was
not better then it could be.
but smiles are just the key
we do, and then, we be.

So, It's up to us to intervene
relax and let it be.

'else the grave will come
and there you'll be.

not better then it could be.
no, not better then it will be.

Haiku -- For Democracy & NANCY & Alberto

2007-08-31T02:58:00.000-04:00

Alberto's Gone!

Impeach Cheney

Pelosi Pardons

DEMOCRACY RESUMES

Life will continue, more a 11PM

2007-08-23T21:17:00.000-04:00

As Usual:

ART is interrupted by LIFE

No headlines at 11.

Updates whenever.
Sorry for the lack of updating, will continue when life continues...

Housekeeping: Please Read

2007-07-16T09:49:00.001-04:00

Hi All.

If you want me to leave a request to write you a PERSONALIZED poem (like for a birthday)
I am going to require an email address so that I can send it back.

Thanks
Mark
7-15-07

Automatic Poem Machine™ request: #30: a Sonnet

2007-07-16T09:42:00.000-04:00

Laundry at the Door (A Sonnet)
(written/posted 7/15/07)

(The Original Request Here)

A loud noise, like a boom
Startled me walking to my door
There, on the floor, by my room
Lay the evidence, that I was but a boor.

Clothes cleaned by my girlfriend, a patsy
While I was on a date;
Were returned to me, so ratsy
To show I did not even rate

Sniveling jerk that I was;
I begged for her to wait
Apologizing to her, just 'cause
I knew one day she'd be my mate.

This tale I tell you is true
Otherwise my face would be blue.

APM™ request: 28: Poor Maddy.

2007-06-03T10:49:00.000-04:00

Automatic Poem Machine™ request: 28
An APM request from malissa
name:MADdy
mood:confused
topic:cutting

(Original Request HERE)

She was confused, she didn’t know why.
She was sad, cutting out with her guy.
He was easy, all well too a tee,
But he left her, feeling so empty.
And then she was all alone, Poor Maddy.

APM™ Request # 29 "it's the little things" Razor

2007-05-26T23:59:00.000-04:00

For M. (Little things...Herehttp://itisthelittlethings.blogspot.com/2007/05/torquemadas-dog.html )

Name: Razor
Topic: Dead Dog
feeling: tears

In Texas, my dog was killed.
My neighbor's fence was down.
And my Razor, we went around.

The officer came with a noose
He showed me the papers
Notarized and signed in triplicate.

My Razor, they put him down
All he ever did was bark at her,
My doggie, he never bit anyone.

We need to call the Mayor.
Why can someone just put him down
without any recourse at all?

Don't dogs and dog owners have rights too?
Why wasn't a hearing held?
Why just a notarized form?

I miss my dog
Small claims court is calling.
fix your fence!

Court calls, Fix your fence.
Give me ca$h for my dead dog.
You run a Brothel from your house?

But just you wait, one day.
Paybacks can be a bitch.
One day, you too, will get yours!

Automatic Poem Machine™ request: 27 :The Muffin

2007-05-23T13:54:00.000-04:00

An APM request from "wanderlust":
Name: Lusty
Mood: shitty
Muffins
5/22-07

Original Request Here

A muffin caused all of the “fun“
Lusty, put up with in the sun.
A shitty pain in her ass
‘caused a big spot of gas
now her work has really begun

APM Request # 26: Wedding Limerick

2007-05-03T12:29:00.000-04:00

APM™ Request # 26: A Wedding Limerick
(Original request here)
Nannay Says here:

In honor of Limerick Day being on our wedding day, will someone write Nestor and I a limerick? I will post it on here.

And, here it is!

To Nestor and Naynay's big day
When wed for life, are they
I dedicate this verse
Altogether too terse
May 30 years together be Child's Play!

(and remember this comes from someone who Has been with the same girlfriend for 30 years)

APM™ request: 25: The stains of Danger

2007-05-01T00:25:00.000-04:00

Automatic Poem Machine™ request: 25
Okay...um... (http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403525834572224049) lauren
(Original Request here)

Topic:stains
Name:Danger
Feeling:cumbersome

Missed this one:
Danger walked out of her bedroom.
Her ears were ringing,
then she realized it was her cell phone.

She answered the call,
and she told the guy
that she couldn't come out to play today
that she was feeling to cumbersome to say

Her call over, she walked back into the room
And jumped back over to the bed.
And then she tore the sheets off of the bed,
And stripped it, so she could wash out the stains.

APM™ Request # 24 ME Sting Sting

2007-03-27T22:19:00.000-04:00

Drifting on by Beth's Blog I saw she's going to see THE POLICE.

I'm jealous, and this sort of popped out of my lips/brains as the comment HERE

Pooo Hoo.
Me Sad. Me mad. Me glad.

MeSoSo Sad. Me No have Police Tix.
Me so so Mad. Me No have Police Tix.
Me so so Glad You have Police Tix.

Me So So confused.
Me no no snooze.
Me need Schluffy now.
Me sleepy no no pill.

Nite.

PORN FREEE: APM request #23

2007-03-07T23:09:00.000-05:00

PORN FREEE (APM request #23 )

(Original Request HERE)

Porn Free
we need to free ourselves.

We need to get free-stuff
'cause paying is for chumps.

View free,
Why pay the pros for it?
When lots of girls just show it…

Now see,
I've seen it all now.
Only its faster now, but does that mean its better?

No more.
I've had 'nough bad acting.
I've started to like real plots.

APM™ Request # 22 01/29/07 Pregnant Pause

2007-01-28T20:43:00.000-05:00

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request # 22 Pregnant Pause.
Topic:Magic
Name: David
Feeling: excited???
(wanderlust)
(See HERE for original Story! )

David. Oh David, Yes, Now.
Yes, Copperfield, the Magician.
OH, oh, oh, he's Magic, you know….

In a moment of amazing anticipation,
I was chosen by his assistant, to have his baby.
And onto the stage I went.

And I got a beautiful red rose, and autographed picture
The excitement kept building, as they performed a sonogram on me.
Even before my boyfriend, got that close!

But, Given David, who’s left me already, or
My steady, I think that my steady, will sturdy me
And help me plan our future…..

A.P.M.™ Request: #21: Dumber then BUSH ™

2007-01-28T20:05:00.000-05:00

Topic: Dumber-than-Bush

(Original Post HERE)
feeling: astonished? crazy?
Name:: Jenna

Oh. You mean someone is actually Stupider then Bush?
Wait. Did someone actually tell him we've lost the war in Iraq?
Oh. This verse's dedicated to Paul W.
The guy who told Bush to swallow Iraq, simply like a piece of cake.

And how does Paul get thanked?
Let me count the ways:
A presidential medal of honor,
An appointment to head the world bank
And time away from the press in Washington.

I say it's time for the congress to formally
Indict Mr. W. for messing up our democracy,
Starting World War III, and
Removing all the freedoms we used to have in this country.

Bush has declared that in 08 he won't run
But will field a new candidate, against Hillary.
He feels that Jenna One, will WIN
After all, she's the ONE that has HIM

Boy, did we say someone ELSE was dumber then Bush?
Or was it just me? Alone in my cyber-hut?

APM™ Request # 20 01/26/07 "Desire"

2007-01-26T09:43:00.000-05:00

Automatic Poem Machine™ request # 21
Manual request from Library in MD)
Topic: Theatre
Name: Elizabeth
Feeling: Terrified (almost said Excited!)

Elizabeth ran over to her boyfriend.
Rick, I got the lead, in the local production of "Streetcar"
Let's read it over, so I can study my lines

You'll be Stanley. I'll be Blanche
Oh, and you'll see, he's quite a Hubby!
All I can see is that I whine and whine.

Well it's the theatre, not real life.
So, going crazy is easier there you see.
When I am mad, I can be terrified of being your wife.

But really, the challenge
Is making sure that life
Doesn't imitate art.

APM Request: # 19: Chocolate Strawberry

2007-01-22T18:49:00.000-05:00

New APM Request: # 19

Name: wanderlust
Topic: Domestic Bliss
Feeling: Estatic, drizzly, chocolatey

Oh, I've been working in the Kitchen all afternoon
I think I've finally found it, just what I need
It's full of gooey chocolate, inside fresh strawberries

I don't care to share them, but since I love you, I might.
Don’t go telling the kids
Don't want to share the sinful taste

Blissful state of Zen
Don't remember when
I've tasted so estatic.

Come, share this with me.

APM™ Request # 18: 01/19/07 Teacher Tit's

2007-01-19T16:04:00.000-05:00

In Honor of Tits Mcgee in honor of her new job
teeching to our child-run...

Name: Tits
Topic: Teaching
Feeling: Ecstatic

Automatic Poem Machine™ # (18?) Teacher Tits

Teacher McGee will teach math
To the "Youte" of our country.
She will be a beacon of light for her "boys"
Will they work to achieve new heights?

Her career as a housewife draws to a close.
While she gets ready to ta-ta-ta-teach
Tra-tra-Tra-Trig, to the open little minds.
Mind you now, watch your dress, and ensure that nothing shws.

Her students will be tantalized
When they see her slowly walking to the board
And her back, will make the boys all dream
Of fantasies like Mrs. Robinson.

Mark B. 1/19/07

APM Requests

2007-01-19T14:59:00.000-05:00

APM requests..

That's an
Automatic-Poetry-Machine Moment, If I've ever heard one ..

Topic: Dumber-than-Bush
feeling: astonished? crazy?
Name:: Jenna

(from Onyx)

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request # 17: Single People

2007-01-16T08:58:00.000-05:00

APM Request: # #17
Name: Madge
topic: i hate weddings
feeling: wasteful

Single People
There are two types of single people.
People single by choice, and others.
Sometimes "other" singles are unhappy.

Perhaps having been through a painful experience,
They wish that no one else ever waste their time either.
This, of course leads to "Wedding Unhappiness", or illness

Wedding illness occurs when an unhappy single
Witnesses a wedding close up,
And sometimes gets sick, from imagining the carnage, in advance.

Madge, however is a happy single.
She just thinks Weddings are useless.
Someone will eventually just die, anyway.

Sat Jan 13, 01:31:27 PM EST

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request # 16: Teenage Angst

2007-01-11T02:08:00.000-05:00

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request # 16: Teenage Angst
User Input:
name: malissa
topic: falling in love
feeling: bliss

Automatic Poem Machine™ Output:
Teenage Angst

Tender are the teens
Old enough to love
Yet young enough for innocence.

First loves are always sweet.
Never forceful, always a treat
Anticipating blissful affirmations.

Is it real? Could it last?
One thing's for sure, don't go too fast.
Best friends first, then the die will be cast.

Boy and Girls just like men and women are just opposites
And like magnets, attract tight and fast.
But friends bonding, now that surely will last

Malissa and Ian, could it be a pair?
Time may tell, but friendship is key
What happens between him and thee.

Automatic Poem Machine™ # 15 MADNESS is....

2006-12-24T18:09:00.000-05:00

MADNESS is....

MADDNESS is ABSOLUTE.
Outbursts are normal
Sanity is fleeting.

EVERYONE BECOMES a VICTIM.
No one left standing.
Desperate self preservation

NO ONE is IMMUNE.
Survival is difficult
Medications beacon

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request: #14 Beautiful Dreamer.

2006-12-24T15:17:00.000-05:00

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request: #14 (13Alternate!)
Name: Beautiful
topic: travel
feeling: Ecstasy
submitted by JoeN

It was a beautiful day, thought Beautiful Dreamer.
It was ironic that her father
had been a fanatical fan of Frank Zappa.
That alone explained almost everything.

She paid her fare, and boarded the atomic ferry
Happy that on today, the longest day of the year,
She would get to go on her first cross-continental trip.

As the ferry took off, her fear, turned to ecstasy
As they went from 1 gee, to 2 gee, and then to no gees
And then landed in Oregon.

A.P.M.™ Request: #13 Betty Beautiful Boop

2006-12-24T13:35:00.000-05:00

Betty Beautiful Boop
Name: Beautiful
topic: travel
feeling: Ecstasy
submitted by JoeN

This one needs an explanation (located after the poem).

Ah. Betty. Bootiful.
Trials and travails
Is she really Ditzy
Or is she simply Dizzy
And awash in ectasy?

Explanation:

Betty "Beautiful" Boop boarded her private jet
She was on her way to a deserted tropical island.
Betty Bootiful was tired of being a sex symbol.

She just wanted to have a life, and be a regular star.
OK, so she made a mistake at nineteen and made 9 porno flicks.
… But since then she'd made 29 other movies, with not a drop of sex in them, except for her now trademarked, "Whoops" as she bent over to pick up something she dropped.

She was on her way to an Island off the coast of Tahati.
Just her, her assistant, and his secretary, and NO press!
Ah.

APM™ Request # XII : Delicious Indian Food

2006-12-18T03:37:00.000-05:00

Name: Rajit
Topic: Delicious Indian Food
Mood : nonchalant
Requested by: JMB

Rajit left her office
Located on floor S-29, Section II
And went to the food court
located in prime space on Sub-Level 2

She wandered thru the menus of Italian, Greek, American,
French, and every other variety of food but wondered?

Why wasn't there any Delicious Indian Food here on Moon base Alpha?

So she went to the hyperspace phone booth, and asked her mother and brother to come up to moon base, and open up an Indian restaurant.

After discussing it for 15 minutes, she went back to S-2 and did a pizza with the works to celebrate

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request : XI December 14, 2006 : Hungry!

2006-12-14T19:50:00.000-05:00

Name: Bill
Topic: Pie
Mood: Hungry:
(submitted by Gary)

Bye Bye Mr. Hungry for Pie.

Bye Bye Mr. Hungry for Pie.
I don't know but I'm asking you Why?.

We have no pizza, and we have no tomatoes
We don't have pickles, and we don't do potatoes.

I see no reason, to keep you satiated
It's much more fun, to see you go and cry.

You keep asking us why don't you have pie?
And then you go and cry and cry?

There is no reason, and there is no rhythm
We have no more parsley, and don't have no darn thyme

Did you know George Will? He wrote us up
And got us to Bill. *

So stop by our takeout , and just take a veggiemite to GO.

Bye Bye Mr. Hungry for Pie.

* (Clinton, #42)

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request # 10 12/13/06

2006-12-13T03:16:00.000-05:00

Name: Nicole
Topic: School
Mood: Tired

And then there was
S * C * H * O * O * L *

Not too Kool, for it was work
that made Nicole feel bigger.

But work was also where the jerk was.
The jerk that sucked the life blood out of her.
The one that made her limp, and almost lifeless.

Automatic Poem Machine™ request #9 (12/13/06)

2006-12-13T03:14:00.000-05:00

Malissa said...
Name: *Liz
Topic: *Testing
Mood: *Extremely scared

Miss Frizz turned in her room and said class;
We've just done a field trip on fusion reactors
We need to test your skills
When Liz starts on the drill
We need to remember
It's a good thing
We're not really actors.

Automatic Poem Machine™ request #8 (12/12/06)

2006-12-12T13:40:00.000-05:00

Input:
Name:*napolian dinamite
Topic: *vote for padro
Mood: *happy
(malissa)

Napolian Dinamite, that's my name
Exploding like Dynamite. That's my game.

I'm here to tell you go out
And cast your vote, for Padro…

He's our man. He can tell what you need
To get out and be glad, that you have your life planned.

Padro. He's the one that will help you be Happy.
He doesn't care what it takes, if it it's WACKY!!!

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request # 7: Oh NO!

2006-12-05T11:37:00.000-05:00

Input:
*name: malissa
*topic: playing football
*mood: in pain

Oh Football time is here
We're almost out of cheer.

We've seen our team go high high low
And now we're in the dumps Oh.

Malissa dear, wish you were here
getting ready for the snow.

Christmas time, is mighty fine,
In the northeast in the cold.

Automatic Poem Machine™ Request #6: Date

2006-12-03T11:35:00.000-05:00

Input:
Night,
Date,
Great

Into the night, we run.
High on air, wondering if we dare
ditch our chaperones.

I'd rate this date as
Great.
Except for the chaperones.

Come, answer that phone.
I like that ringtone.
Maybe if we call them, they'll
Play hookey for the rest of our date!

Automated Poem Machine™ #5: Water

2006-11-29T17:07:00.000-05:00

APM request-- (kevin) Completed.
Input:
August (name)
Grocery shopping
jealousy

August went out.
Her cart was filled
with frozen dinners
Cheetos™ (crispy),
and 10 bottles of Diet Coke™.

Sadly, this was all because of one.
She had just broken up with.

Him. Himself. He sucks.
Why, oh why did I deserve this?

Wait, she thought.
I don't need to do this.
I can skip everything, and
drown my sorrows in bottled water.

Automated Poem Machine™ # 4: Daytime

2006-11-29T00:38:00.000-05:00

APM REQUEST Input:
Name: Zack
Topic: Daytime
Feeling: Happy

Daytime is a special time.
time for Happy faces and play.

Nighttime is not special.
Monsters and bad thoughts
can ruin our sleep.

Happy is playing; with friends, with parents.
Remembering a special moment with our parents.
Seeing them smile at us.

Zack sees all, and knows
Smiling faces all around.

Automated Poem Machine™ #3: Jabbering

2006-11-29T00:09:00.000-05:00

APM™ #3 Name: Jabbering 11/25/06

Topic: kids who can't stop talking
Mood: exasperated
Name: Missing input

Infants Cry until satisfied,
then quietly happy.
Teenagers silent,
Puberty through College.

Pre-Teens Jabber, jabber, jabber and gabber
all night till morn,
from dusk until dawn.

Exasperation. Time for silence.
'Nuff the Marm says.
but mommmm!!!!
and she the marm leaves
to lock herself in the closet.

The Poem Machine™:2: A cat's life

2006-11-27T16:50:00.000-05:00

Input:
A cat's life:
domesticated pet cat
truthful with a bit of jealousy

Automated Poem Machine™ #2: A cat's life

Ah. Sunrise. Time to move to my master's bed and raise them from the dead.
Why do they sleep so sound?
Can't they hear me purring in their ear that I WANT FOOD NOW?!!!

Oh. I have my human so well trained.
They got up to feed me and
went back to sleep!

Now I need to sleep. Under the bed. Away from them.
No, I want to sleep on the couch in the Living Room.

Grrrrrl, don't pet me. I was sleeping.
I'm tired. Go Away

Time to play. Wake up human again, only if sleeping.
If human is in house, run around his feet, and scratch the nearest box.

No. I'm tired. I can't see, and besides, it's all black and white for me.
Need to schluffy now. goodnite, or good naptime.

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfect.

A.P.M. (™)# 1

2006-11-26T14:29:00.000-05:00

(The Poem Machine™): Garfield Said
Input: Garfield/camping out/happy :7:04AM

Output: 7:22AM (PST)
Garfield Said:

Oh, thank you Thank you
yes, I do, I do thank you.

Camping? Gladly will I go with you.
Sleeping under the trees
atop Odie, as a soft breathing pillow?

I cannot tell a lie.
I ate Odie's ten pound marshmallow
but

now, I think, I am going to die
Nah, I think I will just sleep
til the 'morrow.

Introducing the A.P.M.(™)

2006-11-26T14:17:00.000-05:00

As discussed in my other blog (poem-a-day)

I introduced the new, Automated Poem Machine™.(tm)

You simply insert a token, and receive a poem
We've opened a new store for your convenience.
Just like an Automated Teller Machine,

We've named this our Automated Poem Machine(™).
Won't you put a time token into the slot?
Once we receive your time,
We will ask the machine to generate poetic verse just for you.
The Machine asks you for several inputs, similar to the word game "Mad-Libs", You are asked for:
* A Name
* A topic
and
* A mood

The only question you are asked after that is
whether we can show your poem to others, or is it an exclusive creation.
Try it.
We have a special introductory offer. No Token required. Just insert information in comments section below.