Yikes, tOdd's on the warpath! His 'TV fact', and 'What's happening' are mighty menacing right now....cheer up tOdd
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through tOdd's room,
Were a sad buncha fellas, full of sadness and gloom.
The website had ended, no mon-ay, no doubt,
Creditors calling and tOdd had no clout.
tOdd shuffled about on this tOdd-shuffly day,
Blue robe and some coff-ay, flip flops by the way.
He pondered his future, by golly 'twas bleak,
His last can 'o' tuna ran out late last week.
His li'l guys snug, all warm in their nest,
"tOdd don't be sad, you're da bomb, you're da best!"
Mep in his sleeper, Elf up in his thong,
Were drinking their mepnog while tOdd sang a song.
Then down on the street, they heard a loud truck,
tOdd ran to the window, to see what the fuck?
Someone it seems was upsetting the street.
'Twas but Mr. Deng, ace sneaks on his feet!
Mr. Deng had flown in on Wasabi Air.
tOdd was elated and brought him upstairs.
Mr. D made tOdd laugh, like only he can,
but did not make mention of the impending plan.
They went out to a bar, for some boobs in the face,
Drank brews, ate some Pringles, and tore up the place.
They wandered back home, 'daisy' and spun,
but saw the apartment dishevelled, undone.
tOdd grabbed for his frypan, and raised it just so,
He screamed 'yellow words' and told 'it' to go.
Then fear turned to glee as they walked in the door,
'Posters' were there with 'flower-guy' from the store!
It seemed that 'flower-guy' had raked in some hard cash,
Won the Power Ball lottery the week before last.
He remembered how kind tOdd was with his deed,
And decided to repay him, in HIS time of need.
'10 Million Smackers made out to tOdd R!'
'You've brought joy to the masses, 'cause that's who you are!'
tOdd humbly accepted and the part-ay began,
Blue Meanies all flown in, according to plan.
They cavorted and hollered and tOdd called them by name;
Now Virgil, and Greeny, Ronnie, Miss Lane,
There's ED, VB, OP and then Z
Maestra, Doc Z, Cuppajo, and Jiggy.
Becak and Becky, Marney and Scrubs,
Mevy and Arwen, and an anon named Bubs.
Aurora and Nico, Azusa, Buffalo,
All knew in their head, this was THE place to go.
Tamrah, MmeX, Edgar Allan peejays,
Chica, Elaine, and the tiger DJ.
Hellbomb and Fluffy, Lizzlee and the Squid,
Rocks, Jess and Roxy, did you hear what they did?
Ex-pensive jeans, Ginny and Kathleen,
You would just die if you knew what I'd seen!
Truly and Appy, Ruby and Paul,
FG and Soozin, and no that's not all!
There were a few more, there's Bif Sluggo and Jude,
Citizen, no one, and Brian Fellow, the dude.
Brandon and Anna, and Smelly mell-y,
Shed Head and Rachel, and don't forget AG.
Posters flew in and they partied for days,
The caterers came with scads of cook-ays.
Sambucca and brewskis and gin and JD,
All were emptied out quite nicely you see.
Elf up and the Mepman had mastered the shooters,
And paraded around showing off their big hooters.
tOdd started his plans, book deals came along,
Cartoons and a network, a new line of thongs.
Meptopia started, Mepcot on the table,
The world is his oyster as they say in the fable.
Good vibes to you all, and you'll find life is odd,
Good fortune shows up, and we all wish it for tOdd!
(sincere apologies for any omitted names)
I Wish everyone this kinda luck!
- The Almighty Doer ofStuff
Read that you were thinking about going back to poems on Mondays, so here's one for ya...
A Warrior's Epitaph
By Katie Morrissey
knew what I was getting into
you put your hand in mine
I promised forever
choice was mine
was offered, I accepted
knew what was to come
was always the chance
we hoped it never would arise
when they brought the news
did not shed a tear
knew all along that this might happen
prayed to God it wouldn’t be you
a million prayers
bring you home
there’s nothing I can do
I saw the flag
did not cry
I knew it would not help
‘ere the guns were fired
did not let show
pain I felt inside
the eagles flew
did not let them see
loss was killing me
said and done
I was alone once more
let slip a single tear
stood for so much more
the loss of one dear man
heart of a warrior
after he is gone
legacy is carried out
the freedom of his fellow man
I pray you understand
we are here
that this is our land
he fought to defend it
gave to us
most precious gift
asked nothing in return
only seems right
after the flames are all long gone
pain lingers on
a lasting reminder
not come easy
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