Brian Mayo Poems

Hi.
My name is Jesus and I’m here because some people seem to think I have a problem with anger.
(chorus of ‘Hi Jesus, Hello Jesus’ from other group members.)
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I don’t want to hear about
your garden
or what you had for dinner
or
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When I get to heaven I'll demand to see the boss
I'll be the toughest customer he's ever run across
I'll tell him, "Keep your trinkets and your everlasting life…
Just give me fifty acres and my trusty pocket-knife! "
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Sleep well tonight, my little friend
Your tragic years are at an end
Those worry-lines around your eyes
Shall be erased by happy cries.
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I seem to have no problem starting a poem
(I have pages and pages of great opening lines) ,
but ending one properly is another matter.
I mean, I think we can all agree
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Five more minutes, please.

Just five minutes
to remember the smell of the sea.
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A little poem to tuck you in
The gal with whom I've never been
Our love merely professed online
The perfect way to keep what's mine
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They say Indians walked along this creek
and I believe it.

The trail is littered with winter's wreckage.
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A devilish grin,
this bristly ball
all nose, no chin
it slyly peeks and winks
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