Haikus

FREEWAY LIFE
Driving by hick land
Lots of onions everywhere
Rednecks drinking beer

FOOD
Cows eating dead grass,
Crows eating skunky roadkill,
John eating twinkies

Angry Kitty- Part 1 //Poem

I am angry~ These freaks won't leave me alone. A baby is chasing me down. I try to find somewhere to hide. There's nowhere... They pick me up. Squeeze me. I think I'm going to die. They pass me on to the baby. He holds me by my tail. I feel touched. I'm abused... help me. I get my claws ready. I scratch the baby. The parents grab me and throw me outside. I'M FREE!!! I run away~...

Five years later Im back for my revenge to the baby. I've been living with an old couple that left our house and never came back again. I waited. Too long. So now Im walking across the street to my old home. The baby still lives there. I darted across and climed through the window. There he is. My enemy. I ran as fast as I could with my old legs. I can see the scars on his face I left before. The baby is a lot bigger now. I jump up onto the boy and kick him with my clawed back feet thinking "This is fo getting me thrown out of the house!!". Im being chased... by a dog. These idiots got a pitbull instead of worring about finding me!!! I run around the house being chased by the gigantor beast. Old cat vs. Pitbull. I speeded out the back door through the nighttime forest. There's the road! If I can get across I'll be fine! As I was still being chased, I ran out into the road but when I did, I looked to my right. I see a really bright light. And I feel a thud... I am dead

~John Milender

Poem THing

Once there was a blessing by a gypsy that made a pyramid a prophet. An infidel, the sheep, was smoking from the sacred hookah when he heard the news he was pissed. Many people thought it was an omen. The sheep bought a crystal from a farmer that turned out to be fake so the sheep became a non believer that day. That's why hes an infidel. And that's the legend of the alien merchant...

thE joHn milEnDeR

I am a "quiet" guy who likes hip hop
I wonder what will happen in 2012
I hear my name being announced
I see myself in a big house
I want coke
I am a "quiet" guy who likes hip hop

I pretend I'm famous
I feel pain
I touch things I want to touch
I worry about worrying
I cry when my dad doesn't take me to McDonald's
I am a "quiet" guy who likes hip hop

I understand why I get in trouble...sometimes
I say sorry even when I don't mean it
I dream weird dreams
I try to forget them
I hope I don't EVER dream a dream like that one again
I do
I am a "quiet" guy who likes hip hop