Wednesday, December 28, 2011

The Ponderosa

Ben Cartwright owns this country
Keep those gypsys off my place Hoss
And Little Joe stop dancing
Hoss your just fat
Damn they took my water rights
There comes another train
I have to buy a steamboat
The Ponderosa is right over those mountains.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Ben and Jo and the Tahoe

Oh Hell,
Ben Cartwright has been shot in the leg
Little Jo get the posse together
The man was danger
His brother was trouble
In the wild Nevada wind he travels
Ben stay at your Poderosa
Buy a steamboat
And ride around Lake Tahoe.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Little Joe with Broken Arrow

Oh your pain Little Joe
Arrow in your breast
From a wild Commanche Moon
Your wild pinto rides
Into the barren ground
Leave the whisky in the wagon
I need it not
The pain will be the pain
Arrow in my heart
From the wild Commanche Moon.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Hoss Wrestles the Gypsy

Im fixing to go into town Pa
Dont put no coffee on
Hoss is a big man
A mighty big man
Wrestling in the desert
With a gypsy man
Damn the dust is heavy
I cant see my horse Hoss
I cant see my horse
The gypsy yells.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Little Jo and Hoss Surrounded

They done worked up a hate last night
A mob has formed up the creek
They will be here by noon
Lock those two in the old prison
Aint nothing gonna be left of this town
If that mob works up a good hate
This is a bitter pill
It sure is Little Jo, it sure is.
Send for the Doc.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Big Hat Cowboy Man

Big hat cowboy man
Ride the range slowly
There are bandits here.
Hide behind desolate rocks
Fire your rifle and pistol
Until the bullets are gone
Then wait for the Little Joe to save you.
Hoss you are a rugged one
With a large hat
Tell Hopsing I will be late for dinner.
Tell Pa Im close to an ambush.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Little Green Jacket

Little Joe with his bright green jacket
With his speckled pinto he rides
Into the western sky
Looking for a lost calf
Searching for water to drink
The thirst.
Oh the thirst.
Where is my brother Hoss?
There is a gypsy every mile.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Tired of Zombies

The Zombie poems will end today at 2:37pm
Everyone is singing Zombie Christmas songs
It is just to much.
We will switch to poems about Bonanza instead.
Hoss, Adam, Little Joe, and Ben Cartwright
We will not leave out Hopsing and Candy
All your favorite Bonanza poems to come
Tune in and drink coffee.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

False Zombie #3

False zombie #3
Outside my cold Russian window
Near the spring house
There he is traveling
Close to the warm waters
The snow is forty feet deep
There is no rain
Zombie oh, leave this place
Go to the Artic
Take a hyperactive pill
And hide away from me.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Bigfoot Running Through a Slue

They call him Bigfoot
The slue dweller
He does not fear the zombie
He is on his journey
Since his home was cut away
His tracks will not be found
Mud quickly covers them here
He is only known for his yell
His yell of anguish
That the zombie is always on his trail.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Zombies Drive Around

Zombies drive
Looking inside boarded windows
Big brother zombie eye
Watch people crap
Zombies drive
Looking inside boarded windows

Monday, November 21, 2011


Small but slow
By numbers they overwhelm you
Its the mini-zombies
They look like small Roy Orbisons
We call them here Orbisons
Sometimes you have to squish them
They also dig into the soil
They eat small pieces of turnips
Their very mancho.

Side of House Falls in Zombies Outside

The side of the house fell in
In the middle of the night
Then these sidewinder zombies
Started to throw walnuts at me.
I ducked.
Calling on the Gaunt of Loxley
The walnuts ceased.
Raining in the sky
Zombies die
In the night when the lights are dim.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Zombie in the Chicken House

The chikens are going crazy
They are running over everything
The zombies have been getting in the chiken house again
They give the chickens away to preachers
Then they give the rest to politicians
Leave the hens alone!
You damn zombies!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Zombies Falling Out of Boxcars

Damn zombies are falling out of the boxcars
They fall out and get run over by the train
Again and again
Damn zombies are falling out of the boxcars
They have their baked beans and beenie weenie brains.
Call the law theres a bunch of them out here
They cornered the timber men down in the woods,
Damn, theres zombies falling out of the boxcars again.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Leave my face alone Zombie

Put down the plastic machine zombie
I see what you have done to Kenny Rodgers
Leave the plastic for the wal-mart sack
Which seems to be in every tree and bush
Leave Lee Majors alone with your plastic
Let him beat the zombie down
Then jump off of a big truck on him
We shall call him Falling Zombie.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Sloppy Runny Eggs

Dont fix me no sloppy runny eggs
Im sick and damn tired of this
Every morning you do this and Im tired of it.
You start them off good then you really mess them up.
They run all over my plate
And get in my beard
And stink like old runny eggs.
If you cant keep them together
Then why dont you practice or something
Ill buy some eggs for you
But this is awful
Im just tired of sloppy runny eggs.

Vile Tartar

Lead the vile Tartar hence
Hence forward with him
What a vile Tartar
Move him here hence forward
Out of the way
Lead the Tartar hence
Away with thee
Away with thee.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Ole hose Zombie

Zombie when you see me down the steet
Take me to your mother
Take me to your mother
Zombie I will run to a old house
Then I will board up all the windows
And wait for you in a silent room
When you beat down my door
Take me to your mother
Take me to your mother
Zombie hatered to you.

Chemical Trail Zombites

The trail through the sky
The killer chemicals
Of the geo-chem zombites
Hidden from the real humans
Zombites love to throw chemicals on us
They think they have a creek plane
These zombites lost them in the hell hole
After real humans built bridges in their mind
Their minds grew moss heavy.

Laughing Old Zombie in Tree

Zombie in a tree laughing at me
Why do you eat lettuce and squash?
What is your plan for tree domination?
The things you drop from this tree.
I think wild hogs could shake this tree
After that thought you would fall out.
I know you like eight day old chili.
Why should I trust you zombie?
Why should I trust you?

Dowsing for Zombies

We had our dowsing sticks out the other day
We were in a field finding some long lost water
Then our dowsing rods detected zombies
There were wild zombies roaming the water lines
They were on their road to hell under our very feet
What was our response
Bury cornbread in a cup of milk.
That replaces the alkaline zombie molecules

Zombie inside a Deer

The deer ran fast through the woods
It was a ghost of one long ago
When an arrow pierced his side
There was a zombie that crawled out
What the hell is a zombie doing inside a deer?
Throwing hot coffee on him he ran to the creek
I believed he drowned next to a wild duck.

Zombies in the Corncrib

There was something moving in there
The wind blows mighty hard this time
Can you hear the shuffling of something there
There is a zombie in the corncrib
Dammit there is a zombie in the corncrib
Point the shotgun in between the logs
Make sure you can get a good shot
There is a zombie in the corncrib
Wild rats roam the old logs
Dont start a fire
Theres a zombie in the corncrib.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

It is Only A Test "The Zombie Says"

This national Nazi zombie awareness test is tomorrow.
I would encourage everyone to tune into an illegal radio station to ignore it.
The best thing is to go somewhere where you cannot hear it at all.
This zombie Nazi government has stepped way over the line here.
All real Americans will tune it out and turn off all communication for a day.
Dont let them Hitlerize you into being a zombie like them.

Trees in the Woodland

Tress are a great thing
They stand tall and upright
They stop wind from blowing you away
In the winter they loose their leaves
What a shame
They are just overall a wonderful thing
Sometimes trees are used to make paper
You can also make a house out of them
Is that awesome or what.
Wow, there are so many uses for tress.
Trees are something to look at
In the winter thought they loose their leaves
What a shame.
Trees are all around you
Sometimes they will not grow on the plains and deserts.

Flowers and Fields

Most flowers grow in green fields.
Without fields these flowers would never grow.
The seed from certain flowers travel on animals.
People also move seed around.
Sometimes on shorts or pants they travel.
To different fields and pastures.
Flowers are so colorful and sometimes fragrant.
In the spring is the best time to look at flowers.
The rain and hard freezes sometimes deflower the flower.
Birds eat the seed.
Flowers come in many colors.
Sometimes red, sometimes blue.
Sometimes even in a yellow hue.
It is amazing to see flowers bloom.
They also attract bees and other insects,
Such as bollwevils.

Censor the word Zombie

Whoever is reading
Im not going to censor the work zombie
You can do whatever you think
But its not going away
There will always be zombie right here
Zombie, there it is again
Zombie, I just wrote it again
So just leave it alone and where it is.
As long as our leaders are zombies
There will be a zombie blog
Zombie, oh are you worried
Maybe about your job
Because you should be
Zombie, maybe you are the zombie
Every day a zombie poem or piece will be in your face.
In your face.

Old Zombie Mother Soup

Nancy Regann that old zombie mother herself
Bring out the dead Ronald
Let us start more zombies in this town
Ronald, go get a McRib
Ronald, I need a new fur coat
Zombie woman as you are
Leave your Warhol at home
With the rest of your zombie portraits
Come out of your zombie hut
And stop talking to Randolph and Ronald
Randolph is your Swiss lover
Old zombie mother soup.

Zombie Laughing in my Closet

Theres a zombie laughing in the closet
I would advise you not to open the door
He wears a suit with a zombie looking face
I would advise you not to open the door
In short take a hammer and tell him to come out
Then wack him across his face.
Of course they will use the plastic surgery
His face needs to look like other humans
Then they will listen to him
He is a product of Them
Because of his Nazi belt.

The Tat of the Zombie

I can tell you one thing
You may not want to hear it
You might shut me out
But here in the U.S.
We are loosing our rights fast.
People are scared and cowardly
To stand up and say NO!
Thug cops search you everywhere you go.
Then you thank them for doing a job.
That is ridiculous.
People here are asleep in a football game
And they do not have a clue what is going on.
Most of all of the money here is in the hands
Of old people who spend it all on hospitals and drugs.
Television says its ok
Watch your football game, its ok,
While a zombie is raping your family in the back room.
A zombie is raping your family in the back room.

Leaving the Zombie City

As the sun rises on that day
Leave your houses go away
Find a place all alone
Away from computers and telephones
No reception is the best
Take exception to the rest
Drink of water in the ground
Listen to the silent sound
You know every step outside
No one could ever hide
From the zombie on a ride.

Zombie in a Box

They are in the box
On the table
Listening to what you say.
If you talk bad about them
A zombie army will invade
Undertone we say our will
Only so they wont kill
Zombie agency listening close
Stop them now or they'll dose
Your coffee to the end.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Living with a Damn Zombie

Zombie my ass
My ass hurts because of that zombie
Listening to that new country music makes my ass hurt
Beiber has a baby, that makes my ass hurt
He is a Zombie piece of machinery
Designed to take your mind off of financial depression.
If my ass hurts its because of Beiber and his zombie onions.
The news is told by a zombie, paid for by a zombie, is a zombie.
If your ass hurts right now a zombies been ahold of it.
Zombie my ass.

Throw Your Damn Tv Out

Zombies on the picture screen
Try to enter my mind of ancient knowledge
Destroy, war is peace they say
I say throw your damn tv away.
Listen to them tell you what you think
How to feel, what to listen to,
What is good
I say throw your damn tv away.
If you want to find the good in man
If you want to see the country hidden
If you want to end war
If you want to start peace
Zombies are paying to control your mind.

Illegal Radio

I found the illegal radio next to a fence post
They told me if I listen the zombie would show at my door kill
I listened to the illegal radio
It was telling the truth and not old zombie stories
I was tired of the zombie running my life
I saw how the radio was made and made many more
The illegal radio is has things you have never hear
They have all been suppressed by the zombie man.
An illegal radio with a human voice
No zombies in my radio no more son.
No more zombies in my radio.

Time of the Chamber

The zombie walked slowly to the window.
Wagon yard beer is the worst.
Side windows and loud horses.
People singing without music.
The sound of loud women from a window of red.
What bad piano playing is going on down the street.
In a chamber at the end of the street.
Lies a man with chains on his feet.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The Runaway Mule in Nacogdoches

If your ever in downtown Nacogdoches and are without direction,
I will direct you toward the Runaway Mule.
It is right across the street from the visitors house.
The visitors house is in the middle of town.
Inside this runaway mule you will discover art and music from locals.
Tim Bryant books, Joe Landsdale, cd's,
It is an awesome store for this area of Texas.
They also have music concerts inside sometime.
Have a great time while you are there, there are so many good little stores there.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

The Zombie of Nacogdoches

There is a zombie in Nacogdoches
There is a zombie in this town
There is a zombie in Nacogdoches
Hes the mayor man.
We dont know his name.
He was brought to us by the old rich people here from Antartica.
The old money rich zombie people of Nacogdoches rule here.
They run around naked at night, usually down Mound Street.
Naked in the street they run, until the mayor sends out his secret bigfoot on them.

Zombies in Madisonville Texas

If you are from Madisonville Texas you must see your local police force as zombies.
They love for the citizens there to really lick their boots.
And if you dont they will teach you a lesson.
The king zombie police man told me he was an Aggie and that is why he acts the way he does.
The thing is I believe him.
So for the people of the nation if you go thorough Madisonville remember DONT STOP!
Or they will search you and remember they do not like music because as they said "they are AGGIES".

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Mechanics and Zombies

Everytime you go to a mechanic remember,
Their code is to break something after they fix your problem.
This is the secret mechanic code,
Then you have to go to another mechanic.
They always loosen all the bolts too.
Oh mechanic, for once just fix the problems.
Dont tell people they need an engine wash.
Because people now believe it.
People are just plain stupid.
And mechanics are slick zombies.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Amish and illegal milk

Unanimous acts of Congress
Good temper, contemplation
Good people fugitive
Losing your right
Fundamental law
No mental reservations
One party violation
Unrepealed peaceably unmade
Arrest the Amish for illegal milk
Our government.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Deprogramming the Torture Box

Two and a half days of deprogramming
Switching of the pay-phones
Anti-Ford parking lots
Full of expert witnesses
Visits from Jesus
Retrieving lost memories
Entering the hall of circuits
Instructed by electronics.
Get out of the torture box.

Judas Priest and Zombies

A Joke!
Lawyers and stimulation
Teenagers given subliminal messages
Why should we assume?
The tapes worked.
A Judas Priest trial
Programs of flashes
Commercial evidence of advertisement
Eat your popcorn, smoke a cigar
Waco used Charleton Heston.
And dont try to deny it.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

The Gaunt of Sherborne

The shires call your name oh Gaunt
The castles wait your return to their gates
The hounds of Loxley are silent in wait for your return
A maiden awaits your vessel of heavy laden
The cow horn blows your call
Zombies walk the wasted streets in wait for your brain
They also fear your sword of truth
The maiden sings a song from the banks of the Neches.

Hell of Heat

Heat of the hell hounds of Hellsville breathe in on me
The heat of the metal of the Gods
Heat so much that the oven breaks apart
The side of your house melts under the pressure
Heat is in my mind, I breathe it, I feel it
It is as it was, and as it is today
All I can think is the heat
How to get away from it
How it will feel when it is again cool
Then, it is so cold I can not move my foot.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Magazine Hotel Bill

Dramas under analysis for years
She still can't act
They love you in your blue terry-cloth robe
Her basic hotel bill was a crisp dollar bill
When she was complete to reconsider
Her performance was stale
Old magazines and dropped voices
Bushy red hennaed hair and dark lipstick
A full blown electrolysis of sex
Dropped voices and produced disappointment
We never get around to using film

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Classic Answering for Spaghetti Zombies

Russians in an above ground glamor city
Texans with cannons and eyelashes
Zombies in tinfoil suits
Exactly what a company is disgusted in
Berlin kids watching a bench across the street
Leaving good luck eggs around the park
Living rooms without spaghetti T.V.s
Try our classic answering machine
It is an advanced theatrical device
Hooked to concentrated minutemen
Enhanced with a Mozart ballet.

Bronze Blouse

Ostrich bashed and screaming crazy
Befriended by a village of Canadians
In the morning he'd sleep it off.
Tuning guitar strings above her bronze blouse
Another color, another coat hanger
Bluejeans and a swagger, I respected.
Outrageous analysis then send a limo
More attractive than lucid door cabinets
Anphetamines and clear light bulbs
See a prescription psychiatrist only
Near and exotic shooting of poetic words
Oh her pleated white shirt and frustration.

Drone Television Plane

Introduced to an old mirror ball
Texture in the control booth
Thousands of bell-bottoms and classic rabbis
A drone television plane
Glittering gold construction workers
Silver hip-riding miniskirts
Curious balcony gazers
A lobby contributed to a FEMA camp
A clear electric necktie of restriction.

Zombie Groped

Signals to a prearranged group
Groped by the TSA
If only they could be punched
Needed money, distracted, dance pieces
Choreographed to be a leftover
Horrible clones and kettle fish
Absolutely fascinated by squares
Underground companies run by a zombie government man
Ransacked and brandishing a costume of power
He released the cloth and answered the phone.
Fascinated by stacks of papers
Introduced to pouring rain
The carousel kept going in circles

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Somber Nancy Reagan Gestures

Back from abstraction
Looking inside and out
Images of split second teasers
Picnic tables
Phenomenal appointed muck in front of you.
Canvases show off penniless nail drivers
Whores in a bath down blueprint commercial to your eyes
The value of an uptown burglar alarm in the night
Drinks sitting on Victorian furniture
Somber gestures of Nancy Reagan

The Intricate Design of the Machine

The intricate design of the machine is one of close examination. It involves small details, vast noises and elusive atoms. Why should the atoms inside the design of the machine matter? Because it is all a detail in your holographic image of what the machine should be. The machine only runs because you pay attention to it. If your eye was not the lens that it is seen through, would the machine itself exist? Some people say yes, others are in the no area. The machine is so massive it is also hard to understand how to slow it down or stop it. Certain individuals believe the only way to stop the machine is with thought or attention to detail. The most interesting part of this statement is the attention to detail. Maybe it is in examining the detail, as to how it works, down to the exact atom and then to become the machine in your mind and thus be able to slow or stop yourself altogether. The machine takes thought, it lives and breathes from it. In knowing this be careful, be vigilant, and know that it feeds from the massive thought that surrounds it. You make the machine what it seems to destroy you. It is very similar to the StayPuff man in the Ghostbusters movie. The most innocent object can become the biggest monster in your life. In closing remember, you make the machine what it is and control it. Be very careful which way you move the machine, or you might end up being taken by it.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Time Is Now for Time

The time for time is now
Listen to how
The wind tells you your name
You was born on a crispy still morning
Near a revolution in Nacogdoches
Jim Bowie chased them out of town
The occupiers were chased across the river
The Battle of Nacogdoches 1834

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Whats after the Zombie-BIGFOOT

First vampires now zombies
We have begun to leave the realm of the vampire, girls love them, now we are treading waters to the zombies. We are about a quarter the way through this pond, but what is next, whats around the corner after zombies?
That is a good question that is really to early to tell. I would say it is going to be Bigfoot. The Bigfoot phenom was big in the early 70's now he is back. Who would have thought the Bigfoot star would brighten itself more now than ever. Bigfoot search teams and websites and trackers are all over the internet. The coolest thing about it is, yes he could be real. One relic of the past Bigfoot fad was the greatest music album ever made, Don Jones- Bigfoot. This bit of music magic is very rare and most albums sell for over $100+. Don Jones has since disappeared into, no one knows where, but the Bigfoot legacy with the help of Don Jones remains. Don Jones will always be known as the mysterious king of Bigfoot music as we know it. Little known fact: Bigfoot can overtake zombies. That is the movie that should be made.

Tyler,Texas- Home of the Phil Collins cover bands

Yes folks, little Tyler Texas has never really had a music scene, because it sucks.
They do have many cover blues bands and Phil Collins cover bands but that just about does it. They are known for their sister city Longview and her shootings. If your in Tyler,Texas your probably a left over from Dallas, and probably claim Dallas. I stayed there one day and heard more Phil Collins than I ever want to hear in my life. So if you like Phil Collins, take you a drive to Tyler, you will get it all. Soon they will dedicate a statue to him on the square and maybe a rest area or two. He is the top performer in Tyler, Texas. Next time you think of Tyler, Texas think Phil Collins.

Fiddle with a Zombie

I saw a zombie fiddle one time, for a brief moment.
Time was different then with apple cider in a cup.
The old 51 Hudson that we had, well it took a break.
The heat made a watermelon run away.
The vine growing on the brake lights turned to gold.
People came up the creek, on boats covered with cellophane.
The trees tormented the zombie fiddler.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Zombie Inter-View

We are so proud to get you on the phone zombie, so my first question is,"what is it like to be a zombie?"
Yes, I see. Do you ever listen to Slim Whitman?
Yes, awesome! What is your favorite fruit?
That is a good one. Yes, is your position, where you stand equal to the things you say.

Not getting political.
No need to get that way dude.
Hang up.

Zombies are Noise

Zombies, stomp on my roof
Zombies, stomp on my mind
They only think of nightmare dreams to live
Oh, Zombies
Only in they night they are a scary thing
You dont know they are there.

Zombies stomp on my roof.

Zombies on the Roof

Zombies, well at night here in eastern Texas they come out sometimes. Last night we had two on the roof dancing to and old song about ice. What that was about we have not been able to decipher. At night here they dance on the roof, during the day they keep getting into cars and run into ponds. Some have houses under the ponds they call "aaahs". We try to keep them asleep in old log barns here until they surrender their catfish bait to us. Prompt, we need that stinky catfish bait Prompt, they say. It is hell in the woods here, hell in the woods!

Zombie Thoughts.

The other day the craziest thing happened, we were watching the side roll off of Ben Millers old '93 Mazda truck, Then this zombie appeared out of the woods, just in time to pull that side off of that truck. Well we put him to work although he was not happy about the situation. While he worked we threw old Robert Goulet albums at him. It was a pleasure to see them break on his head, poor old zombie.

Out In the Heat

Zombies you turn into out in this heat.
Zombies you turn into, the heat is to much.
Zombies loose their way out in the heat.
Zombies wander around looking for water.