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I think I’m funny
But I know that I’m not that funny
At the best I’m kind of punny
But mostly I’m punishing the people
Around me who have to hear another attempt
At me trying to tempt them to like me
For more than just the jokes that I say.
I’m keep on praying that my prey
Won’t run away from the mask of a clown
I wear when I try to make new friends.
I can’t show them the lone kid crying in his room.
Performing illusions for the illusions
He made up to make himself feel wanted.
All I’ve wanted was to make others happy.
I want to make others smile.
To make them forget all their problems for a little while.
But its not my style to be entertaining.
So I end up complaining to the echos
Alone in my room.
Alone with my thoughts,
Alone in my tomb.
I think I’m a funny guy
With tears dropping into my salt free chips
Lazing around while chugging energy drinks and blasting speed metal
Speaking my mind and saying so little
Taking the rooftop exit instead of the stairs
Trying to take serious
How absurd the world is
It’s funny I think
I’m funny
– Shaman Romney 2017
I brought it up
‘Cause it bothers me too
I didn’t mean
To bother you
So I’ll shut up
Like I usually do
And talk about the weather.
– Shaman Romney 2017
My poetry
Is me knowing me,
Or me blowing me;
I haven’t decided yet.
– Shaman Romney 2017
There isn’t much to say
We’ve known each other for 8 years
But don’t have much in common
Except for one important thing
Since she is busy watching My Little Pony
I’ll just say goodbye and go.
– Shaman Romney 2017
I’m stuck in habits
I don’t want
They hamper my life
But change is so hard
If instead
I don’t have to think
If I want a life
Worth living
I’ll need to work hard
– Shaman Romney 2017
Utah weather; There is nothing better
Than wearing shorts in snow
Or bringing sunscreen and an umbrella
Wherever you may go
Always be prepared, just like a boy scout
Because you never know
If you are going to melt with heat stroke
Or if winter will show.
– Shaman Romney 2017
The taste of failure
Of giving in
Of losing what little self control I have
Of loosing my inner demon
Of gaining weight and losing life
Of being perpetually fat
Of being unhappy
But at least it’s not broccoli.
– Shaman Romney 2017
On opposite day
Wouldn’t it be fun
If people had to defend
the beliefs they hate most?
The Christians could decry God
The atheists, praise Allah
The femenists could argue
The virtues of sandwich making
While the misogynists
Take a pay cut
The white supremacists
And the black supremacists
Can take turns
Being owner and servant
If for one day
We could argue
on behalf of our enemies
Imagine how much we’d learn.
– Shaman Romney 2017
Drill, baby, drill!
For oil to soil the soil we toiled to till
Kill, baby, kill!
No stopping the dropping of bodies; we’ve coffins to fill.
Shine, baby, shine!
We’ll show there’s no going against what we know is divine.
Whine, baby, Whine!
Don’t abstain, just complain. Tell the world what is yours is now mine.
Shill, baby, shill!
Forget morals, rest your laurels on the fortune you can distill
Drill, baby, drill!
If you’ve got it then flaunt it. If you don’t take it then who will?
– Shaman Romney 2017
Shame on The Universe 