I mumble to myself, wishing it was till next week.

"The mail isn't working, what's wrong with you now?"
I pray to the gods, let the end come to you now.

"The password doesn't work, have you gone down again?"
I wonder how you managed to forget your caps lock again.

"Do you like your job, you dont sound pleased to be helping me!"
I think about murder, no jury would convict me.

"I dont think this will help, are you sure you know what your doing?"
I wonder to myself, just what where you thinking.

"It can't read the mail, what have you screwed up now?"
I look up your address, shotgun in tow.

You foolish little people, keep calling the tech line.
But little do you know your death warrents have just been signed.
For I am coming to your house and solving your problems, one last time.

I look at the World
Wonder 'what the hell?'
As children get shot
with daddy's handgun
which he keeps for 'safety'
in his underwear drawer
while he keeps the true 'safety' off.

Mommy comes home
'kids' she shouts
though dogged after a long
long day at the office
she walks upstairs
the strong stench of death hangs heavy as she enters the room
what is this
we never had a red carpet.

Baby is gone
coroner says
to a mother with tears in her eyes
shot once in the face
pure mutilation
as point-blank range tends to do.

At the funeral
no wake is held
no coffin kept open
the mortician could not do it
the mortician could not bear to see it
as a little child is lain to rest in the folds of the earth.

I don't care if it rains or snowses
as long as I got my old plastic Moses
sitting on the dashboard of my car.....

I can drive 100 miles per hour
as long as I got that old mighty power
sitting on the dashboard of my car!!!!

thank you...

The Cricket Match

The men grab up their flat-sided bats
its almost time to play
I am going to go see a cricket match today.
I see the men all take the field and the batter go up to the plate
Just hoping to hit the ball and not get a wicket as of late.
The pitcher throws the ball
he hits it with such force
that the sheer power of the cricket ball is enough to kill a horse.
He runs the bases back and forth
seeming without end
until the pitcher gets the ball and he has to hit again.
The man has got himself 20 runs and thats not bad you see
Thus the life of a cricket player will never be for me.
The first day ends and the score is now 230-173
A cricket player's life is not for me.
Just get up the next day and prepare to take the field
The other team's up to bat, the hitter just won't yield.
The batter just hits the ball running from base to base
Until the hope to get a wicket seems very much out of place.
The hitter starts to act very crass,
"you can't stop me, you stupid stupid ass!"
But the pitcher hurls one final ball
It creeps up to the plate
But the batter takes his swing one second too late.
The ball hits the wicket, The post is knocked off
The inning is now over, some room to breathe, or cough.
This continues for another day or some
You see how cricket players like to have fun.
And next time the score is 831-3,
you'll see that cricket playing will never be for me.

So the story begins......
As
I Enter the gates
transformed from the everyday Jew
into
something more spiritual
observe the Sabbath day and keep it holy
I am
a good Jew