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Me And My Indian Wife


Mr, B As In Bad.

Master Ghuey Charles Dickens

I'm Glad My Mom Can't See Me

Totally Violated

I Can't Take It No More

West Coast

Why Are You Here

Blue Ribbon Frenemy


Trickle Down

Family Tree

Bird Song: . Save The Hippies; then Free The love...

Most Beautiful One

Mary's Kitchen

The View at 62


Rum And Pesto


King David's Gold

Sounds Of Sire

Melissa Melissa Melou

Uncool in School

Drug Of Choice

Rabbit Hole

Before You Walk, You'll Have To Crawl

Anybody wanna rock 'n' roll

Butterfly Collector

Sammy D

I want my face back

Too High

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I've got the low down 
the skinny on everything.
Clearly, I'm livin'  high.
A gong rings for supper.
Sip Scotch at dinner.
It's simple, stupid.
It ain't no lie.
I'm slap, dap, happy..
lighter than air.
Even when I'm takin' 
a dive.
For a modest fee
I'm your man
 to see.
I can get your milk
and the cow for free
Easier and breezier
Leave it all to me..
I'm your RFKMP 

Smoke and drink behind fenced yards.
Make fast money at cards
play nine holes of golf in my dreams.
Patiently awaiting on the putting green
for your next unremarkable recovery.
I'm your RFKMP

Great news, you're next in line on our registry .
for us to ease your chronic pain
from your terminal disease.
We simply ask you to stop picking 
all the most fertile buds
from off your worry tree..
If you begin to sweat,
you've got our number
no need to suffer
We've got you covered.
At the RFKMP

We're trained to quick release your demons.
Remove your bodily afflictions
Our homeopathic remedy
is the color of your disease 
All contributions 
for the communal organ bucket 
are stored in our municipal deep freeze.
your next in line for donor honors
on our pictorial dispensary 
Here at your RFKMP 
So sad, our happy pills 
made you
so deathly ill..
Have no fear,
we offer only the best
we can airlift you 
to our home of rest
Float you down crippler's creek
as our next honored guest.
We're your RFKMP.

If by some fluke, in our care,, you were to  expire. 
You'll get a free sermon with a  touching eulogy
from a real good liar., 
plus, we'll even waive your burial fee.
if not for us at The Fleet.
wouldn't you feel incomplete
without your RFKMP?

When you're unsure which cable to cut
the green, the red or the blue .
When stress from wires
blown out and gutted
has you sled dog tired.
Here's what we'll do
So you can safely shufffle around,
we'll grant you a voucher for non-skid shoes.
I speak for our entire staff
when I say we'll do whatever it takes
to keep charming you.
Frisking and disarming you..
Just stamp and mail to us 
your latest W-2 and 3.
so we can keep it all comin.'
these  wheels 'a' hummin' 
at your RFKMP.

Buddy Bee Anthony

All publishing and 'editing' rights reserved"""  'as is' by this author

Re-Edited 08//02/2023  @  12:35 PM Pacific Time

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