Words I shoot out like ammo,
But go incognito like camo...

If life was all about death,
Everyone would kill themselves...

My words are my ideas,
My ideas are what are unique...

I wear them out like old flannel,
Like tooth decay tot he enamel...

Now 100 poems, The century mark,
To the flame, It is just a spark...

"I'm a horsefly,
I'm about to die...

Where's the sweet stuff?
You should write love poems...

I hold information like I'm a DVD,
Better yet I hold information like me...

The widow sits in the hospital weeping,
The paranoia patient walks around creeping...

My eyes see different than yours,
Your eyes see a Siamese cat...

Society in itself is like a bee,
But I won't let it sting me...

Gas is going up high prices,
People making new devices...