Joe Rosochacki


Joe Rosochacki Poems

1. Screwed To Death 4/30/2009
2. You'Re Deep Cow Urine 4/30/2009
3. Virginia Is No Place For Virgins 4/30/2009
4. Pretty In Pink? What Would The Tudor Family Say? 4/30/2009
5. The Euology Of Viewmaster 4/30/2009
6. The Top 5/1/2009
7. Red Lobster Tonight 5/1/2009
8. Oy Vay Maria 5/1/2009
9. Rats, (Gold) Foiled Again 5/1/2009
10. Lonesome Loser (In The Style Of A Shakespearean Tragedy) 5/1/2009
11. S P Q R (Senatus Populsque Roma) , ((The) Senate And The People Of Rome) 5/2/2009
12. Lenins And Putins And Stalins, Oh My! 5/2/2009
13. Price For Freedom 5/2/2009
14. Dr. Kildare Me? Aka Dr. Kevorkian Cocktail 5/2/2009
15. Walmart, We Are Rolling Back Prices (In Healthcare) 5/2/2009
16. Read, Red Wine 5/2/2009
17. Soy Says You 5/2/2009
18. Thar Is Gold In Dem Der Butts -Hills 5/3/2009
19. The Usa Made In China 5/3/2009
20. Paterson Made History 5/3/2009
21. That’s What You Needed Is Another Hole In Your Head 5/3/2009
22. Here Comes The Bride, There Goes The Bride, Here Comes The Bride, There Goes The Bride, (Repeat 21 Times More) 5/4/2009
23. That Wasn’t Judge Judy! 5/4/2009
24. The Ballad Of Zeb Ben Richer (Sung To The Bevery Hillbillie’s Theme Song) 5/5/2009
25. The Stepford Wives Geisha Style 5/5/2009
26. The Queen Is On The Porcelain Throne 5/5/2009
27. Ouch! That’s Gotta’ Hurt 5/5/2009
28. Operator 5/6/2009
29. Let The Domino Chips Cascade Into The Abyss 5/6/2009
30. Spirit Of St. Louis, Seig Hile 5/7/2009
31. R C M P Or Royal Canadian Murderous Pantechnicons 5/7/2009
32. Pit Bulls And Pigs And Lipstick, Oh My! 5/7/2009
33. Well Hello Mary Jo, Goodbye Heart 5/7/2009
34. Tsa Is Abreast Of Things 5/7/2009
35. Peterson 5/8/2009
36. Sinking Of The U(Nited) S(Tates) S(Enator) Hillary Clintonic 5/8/2009
37. We Still Have A Two Minute Warning Aka The Fat Lady Hasn’t Sung Yet Aka It Ain’t Over ‘til It’s Over 5/8/2009
38. Religious Right Is Not Necessarily Right For Mccain 5/8/2009
39. The Dh Grandama Obama 5/8/2009
40. You Got The Tiger By The Tail 5/9/2009
Best Poem of Joe Rosochacki

"Neither Rain, Nor Snow, Nor Sleet, Nor Hail Shall Keep The Postmen From Their Appointed Rounds.&Quot; But The Lack Of Money May.

The United States Postal Service is running out of money to operate.
My dad was a postal clerk in Hamtramck, Michigan, zone 12,
Before the use of zip codes, yes I am that old,
Zip codes were enacted by the time I was eight.
One of the Postal branches in New York City has; neither snow…..,
Though, - the US Postal officially has no motto.
My dad went on a strike back when the US Postal System was run by the government,
It was called a wild cat strike,
He feared for his job but the union "wanted" him to strike for better pay,
I believe he was making ...

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Screwed To Death

Mr. Sergey Tuganov had taken a challenge from two Moscow women,
He would not let his pride be underestimated or undermined,
The women bet him $4,300.00 that he could have sex for 12 hours straight,
Forgetting about pleasuring himself as his name would indicate.
The Russian Comrade would not let medical advice hinder him from his revolution, -ugh resolution.
'In the rare event of an erection lasting more than four hours, seek immediate medical help.'
Was an indication.
12 hours into the

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