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    dots Submission Name: spare time and moneydots
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    Author: tjsmith5
    ASL Info:    28/m/MS
    Elite Ratio:    5.49 - 109/231/124
    Words: 482
    Class/Type: Poetry/Comedy
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    dotsspare time and moneydots
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    I don't vote because
    I feel it won't matter
    whose in office the day
    the world is burned to death.

    I'm just thankful for the extra cash
    I have to purchase this
    delightful little trinket-

    a little music box with clowns
    painted on the outside;
    sweet, non-pyschotic clowns,
    pastel colored whose only goal
    it is to make you feel
    a tingling of joy
    in a world that's going to burn.

    You crank the little handle to the tune of
    'pop goes the weasel' then the children
    begin singing into a morbid echo before...

    out pops Pennywise, knife in hand,
    saber teeth in mouth screaming something
    but you don't care to listen at this point.

    I purchase Pennywise and lay him
    at the doorstep of my childhood friend Albert.

    Albert was smart but ran across some bad luck
    with women and money
    (I guess it's not good or bad luck
    unless its dealing with women or money)
    and landed in the crystal meth game back home.

    I admit it was risky-
    I hadn't spoken to to Albert in months
    and he could have been on his
    fifth straight day of no food or sleep
    and an ambushing killer clown
    might be more than he could bear.

    I set the box down and waited an hour.
    He found the box and began turned the wheel
    without any real guard-
    hidden behind the tree I heard the simple tune
    then the children
    then

    the awful clown-

    Through the bushes I see
    Albert slinging the box into the air-

    OPEN FIRE!!!

    Albert empties his 38
    into the box and wounds
    one of his father's cows-

    I stand still as the deer
    behind the black oak
    and, to my amazement,
    I still find this all very, very funny,
    bellowing cow and all.

    The police arrive ten minutes later
    and leave Albert a fine for
    reckless discharge of a firearm and though
    they'd like to search the trailor,
    they haven't a search warrant.

    I leave without a confession
    or goodbye,
    rather leave an envelope
    with cash sufficient to cover
    his transgression
    and a note which reads:

    "hyuk! hyuk! HYYUUUUUUKK!!
    THE CLOWN LIVES!!!!"

    The danger of spare time and money;
    So thankful I can afford
    quality chuckles in this economy-
    run by republicans or democrats.

    Jackson, MS - 10/22/09






































































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      What is it with Men and Fear of Clowns? You'll go for a barfly wearing more paste on her face than most opera singers onstage, but a clown has everyone in the willies...

    Very amusing story, mind you, but of course, as usual, it sets off that unspoken question with me that relates vaguely to the write, and everything to some little piece of it that has me over-thinking volumes.

    I had an old jack-n-box, I remember that damn thing, and punching it when it would jump out. Sometimes I would hold the box shut, because I so VERY much loved the concept of the box and the winding-stick that you turned to make music... it was that invasive explosion at the end of the song that had me doing the railroad train-hit-you jump everytime.

    I think that's why I don't like carnival music... I keep expecting something to jump out at the end of the cheery song and kill me.
    | Posted on 2009-10-22 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      ok...i seriously have a few different comments/thoughts on this one

    first...i've never voted...ever in my entire life and yes i know i'm going to get flax for this...i get the same poo every time

    "you have no rights if you don't vote....you have no right to complain if you don't vote....you're not going
    any good by not voting"

    BLAHHHHHHH...i don't complain...i have rights and i do Plenty of GOOD with/for those within my reach...my karma is good. politicians on the other hand..NYE
    i simply believe it is pretty much impossible for them to actually tell it like it is for the mere fact
    "you can't please everybody all the time"
    so if they say "i stand for gay rights" the catholics will be up in arms....so they lie and tell half truths that will fall away and be swept under the rug with time...BLAHHHH
    no desire to place my faith and be let down...so no i don't vote and Never will!!!

    now i'm sorry but i've always disliked jack in the boxes. they give me the ebby jeebies...just something about that music and then a clown of all things Popping Out at you...mah i'm a-fraidy-cat
    there was this movie in the eights(totally date myself) called April Fools Day (i think they just made a remake of it) there was a jack in the box in the movie that was the icing on the cake for me...yep

    now Albert is sad and i'm still not too sure how to comment on him or his situation...but leaving a surprise such as that...well the words
    you're so lucky spring to mind

    i must say i laughed out loud when he pulled out the shotgun...and i'm at work so everyone looked at me as if i have two heads but it was nice to laugh first thing in the morning so...HA

    I leave without a confession
    or goodbye,
    rather leave an envelope
    with cash sufficient to cover
    his transgression
    and a note which reads:

    "hyuk! hyuk! HYYUUUUUUKK!!
    THE CLOWN LIVES!!!!"


    okay that is both poetic and funny so another kudos there!!! hyuk hyuk

    Love It!!!

    and then this

    The danger of spare time and money;
    So thankful I can afford
    quality chuckles in this economy-
    run by republicans or democrats.


    just reinstates the whole concept of a world in turmoil and a government powerless to stop it
    so again those are my thoughts...yep

    Thanks for sharing

    | Posted on 2009-10-22 00:00:00 | by clay | [ Reply to This ]


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