Heroes Of Our Own Story

Your cat is stuck in an enormous tree

Your only goal is to set your pet free

You cut down the tree with a chainsaw

As the tree falls you hear a few ca-caws

To your beloved pet you are the hero

To the birds you’re the villain, the Zero

You are walking down a dark street

And all of the sudden you meet

A man who is threatening your family

You pull out a gun and shoot them quickly

To your wife you’re Prince Charming

To the man’s kids you’re the one killing

No matter the kind of situation

You’re role is always based on perception

In your mind you may be righteous

In someone else’s you may be villainous

What you do with this information

Is up to you and your perception

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The Micro Managing Flip Flopper

Don’t stand like that, don’t wear that hat

Why weren’t you where I wanted you at

I dont care how you’ve done that for years

I’m your boss and I control your career

Why didn’t you do that difficult task better

Why isn’t this water ten times wetter

I don’t want excuses, do things my way

It doesn’t matter what you have to say

All that stuff I told you do yesterday

Now all has to be done a different way

The wind changed and my mind did too

But I’m not wrong that is left for you

When did I tell you to do that odd thing

Who said that you’re allowed to sing

Be quiet and be who I want you to be

Be perfect just like me

Who am I? I’m the worlds worst boss

I’m overbearing and Wont be crossed

Ill give you a job then I’ll stab you in the back

I don’t care if I caused your panic attack

What do you mean you don’t like me

I do everything perfectly

That means you must be my friend

Bye? Well you’ll be sorry in the end

Folks don’t be this horrible person

Treat people right, work isn’t a prison

If the job gets done correct let it be

Don’t be that boss everyone hates completely

Shaken Not Stirred

America has been infiltrated by the reds

They eat Cubans on rye bread

They turn up their nose to Mac n cheese

They never say thank you or please

These bolsheviks want to ruin our country

They put vodka into their chai tea

They drive slow on the expressway

They are the black cloud to your sunny day

But have no fear there are true capitalists

Americans ready to fight the communists

They eat bacon, drive fast, and eat apple pie

God Bless America always brings a tear to their eye

This group has learned how to identify a spy

They shake them three times and the red can’t lie

They are compelled to admit their true loyalty

A shaken marxist will recite the communist manifesto flawlessly

So if you love America and want to assist

Grab your gun, eat some bacon and shake a communist

The Rowdy Redneck

I’ve had numerous experiences in my life

I’ve been hit by a car, stabbed with a knife

Waffle House threw me out into the street

I don’t care for shoes on my feet

I grew up on spam and fried bologna

Riding in truck beds is a limo ride to me

I love shooting guns and wrestling on tv

Summertime is best spent in the shade of a tree

I can cuss like a drunken sailor

But I always mind my manners around the pastor

I like driving fast and loud music on my radio

I love Playing horseshoes while Dad grills on the patio

I use slang and speak with a southern accent

To me Redneck is a term of endearment

Im blue collar, eat red meat, and love The USA

I love to fight, party all night, and I’m always going to be that way

The Light of My Life

There is an evil attached to me like shadow

Some days my shadow is wide, some days it’s narrow

But no matter my struggle I always have a partner

I have a shining light that leads my way, that makes my day brighter

This light is my loving wife, my rock, my everything

She is a beautiful angel that supports my choices and the flaws I bring

She is the queen of my kingdom, she fights my wars

She celebrates my victories, she knows my horrors

She is the piece that I never knew was missing

she’s everything and more than I was I wishing

So bring on the dragons, the demons, or the monsters,

With my soulmate by my side we will conquer them together

Marsupial Melee

It was a cold Sunday morning, I had entered the ancient ruins

As I began to search for the lost treasure of the America Huns

I was attacked by a giant Opossum with a scar across his right eye

He knocked me down and rushed over to make sure that I die

I kicked him in the gut as I drew my pistol. Bang! Bang! Bang!

I fired three times and all three bounced off like they were the rain

The Opossum just smiled as he approached me

I was down but not out, I drove both of me feet into his knee

He buckled and I scrambled back to a vertical base

I saw a sword behind the Opossum so I rushed him firing at his face

The distraction was enough to get behind him and grab a blade

He swung his tail and I did my best to evade

But on the second swing he knocked me down

I lied there pretending to be dead on the ancient ground

When he stood over me to admire his success

I shoved the sword straight through his throat and pressed

That day I stayed the monster and found my treasure

And as a reminder I took a piece of him to use at my leisure

Some have a bear skin rug on their living room floor

I have a monstrous marsupial rug that won’t terrorize anyone any more

We Are Just Opossums in the Shed

One Sunday morning I was going through my parent’s shed

When I was startled by an aging opossum head

I reached for my pistol with intentions to make him dead

But I stopped, there was no reason see if his blood was red

He was just trying to get away from the freezing cold

I chased him out and covered the holes like I was told

Not wanting to clean up the mess was the lie that I sold

But truthfully I connected to this opossum that lived to be this old

He was doing what was necessary to survive

He had no evil intentions, just wanted to be alive

He had the ability to surprise attack me but took a dive

He lived to fight another day instead of testing my drive

we are all just trying to keep our head above water

We are doing our best to protect what truly matters

We may be able to break the glass but why test if it will shatter

Make wise decisions and keep your brains from being floor splatter