Entries categorized as ‘poems’
By: Devin Murphy
All the Buffalo con glowers had just gone to the workshop called “Learning About Shake vehicle” which feathered the infamous, shack on wheels, shack on fines, shack lawn tractor, windup shack on wheels, sack zamboni and not to mention the newly constructed shack bicycle, and now it was time for the next item of the night which was to be presented by Judy Fanny Longtall seeing as it was hear creation/concept
It was to be the communal eating of the pinto bean popcorn, which was a newly engendered variety of popping corn, which contained a pinto bean in each cornel of corn which wen popped would change consistency to reassemble refried been
And all the con goers were to eat some of this pop corn with some salsa flavoured powder on top will watching a haw to movie entitled “Who To Fold Laundry Will Scuba-diving With The Queen Of England”
But before they could the power went out in the church
Luckily Judy remembered that it was a surprisingly hot winter night and that their was a vary bright full moon out
So she ushered everyone outside and they all howled at the moon
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
They can’t stand
To see her in
Her green suit
So they go
Squeamish!
The youth that is
They go
Squeamish!
When they see her in her lime green latex body suit
That is
Judy in her lime green latex body suit
They think it makes her look like
Like she has no style
They can’t endure
To notes her sporting
Her red wig
So they become
Agitated!
The teens you see
They become
Agitated!
When they do notes her sporting her long red woman’s wig
That is
Only Judy sporting her long red woman’s wig
They think it makes her look like
Like she has no style
They think it makes her look like she has no style
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy, Curtis Murphy & Joel Fox
I’m Judella
But you can call me Judy
That’s what she said to me
The next day I met her on the tractor
Going up the hill backwards
Yes backboards was the way I herd her speak
Guess I should’ve not played the “back words game” all night
All night I sat with Bill
We were eating six month old bagels and hommos
We were just trying to relive our time at “Danger Con”
Even at “Danger Con”, I never ever did anything like THIS!
I mean have nonsexual but still arousing fun in the woman’s washroom with only a sock poppet and Frosty The Snowman’s cosine Crispy The Snowman
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
You say: “who the hell is Frank?”
Well I’ll just tell you that he is the one who gets me dawn in the evening, and the one who gets me up in the morning
And that he is not boring
‘Cause he is exited, but only wen we goes to get the best bread
Yeah he only goes to get the best bread when it is in red
Red paper bags marked with tags indicating that it is on sale for 3 dollars for 2 loaf at Mallar’s Gourmet Oven Cookery
You say: “who the hell is Frank?”
Well I’ll just tell you that he is the one who gets me dawn at twilight, and the one who gets me up at down
And that he is not gone
‘Cause he is so right hear with his laughter that gets me red in my face, just like the colour of my bed
My bed I got from Ted at Previously Used Beds, Bedding and Mattresses
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
9 on Friday and all in a minivan
Man ant it all so vary much grand
Well that’s till the engin blows smoke
The engin’s blowin’ smoke so we’re pullin’ over
Everyone get out I’m callin’ a tow truck
Thank goodness this minivan is AAA roadside insured
We’ll still arrive at the con on time?
Hell no more like 6 in the mornin’
‘Cause we’re waiting for contact with a rental
Oh my rental has arrived, but something’s wrong
They have given us a Geo Metro car
We’re 7 and Geo Metro hold max 5
So I guess we’re just screwed aren’t we?
No sometimes the shack on wheels sows up
It always gets you to cons on time
And Stephen and Albert bring it to us
Yes there hear to save the day again
We’ll get to the con all tied up
Tied up in hay from farmer O’Haybeard’s field
Or maybe with magic lickerish and movie certificates
Who knows how Stephen and Albert do it?
But at least we got to the con
Well with gingerbread slippers on both our feet
And hot papers growin’ out of our ears
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
Can you get to a con while just riding on a fawn?
“No!”sais Judy now a newbie youth advisor ‘cause you need to instead be a minivan rider
Can you get to a con faster then in 7 flat hours?
Not if it’s in QuOM or SLD ‘cause you might encounter showers
And yes you can get to a con before the ice breaker activities start!
Well that is if you leave from the very beginning like a speeding dart
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
Oh today,
A legend walked through the door of our youth room
Ok and she said
She said I’m the one you know not by pictures,
But by legendary stories
She said yeah you know me from that story dubbed,
The one dubbed “Go Judy Go!!!”, yeah, oh, oh, ok
Oh today,
A legend walked through the door of our youth room
Ok and she said
She said I know you are looking for youth advisors
And seeing as I’m
Seeing as I’m now old enough to be one, yeah 25 I wan’t to be considered to be one fore you
Yeah today,
We had a legend walk in to our youth room
Our youth room
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
I’m Sorry to say that I got it all wrong
‘Cause in a poem that Judy was causing hardship for me to write, I said “go back to the crib in the cave you were born in”
Yeas that line was all wrong ‘cause it was all ‘bout Judy
And don’t we all know that she was born in a neon peach coloured Chevy car
But what ‘bout Fred?
Well he was born in a shed
A shed that was going down hill on four-post bed
A bed that was painted not a fire engine red, but a fire engine yellow
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy, With Tittle By: Joel Fox
Judy did you us a branding iron on the toaster, my toaster?
And was it one with the image of you?
YES YOU DID!!!
So Judy you are on the toaster, my toaster!
Thous making it hard for me to ever forget you,
And yes it will last for a vary long time,
Seeing as I just bot it last week!
THANKS JUDY!!!
-Frank
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems
By: Devin Murphy
It was Saturday,
In faked it was the Saturday after Judy’s return home from Boston after her successful finishing of exams
It was Saturday,
In faked it was the Saturday when she was to finely throw out that rotten spam casserole, the one that was still in her frig
It was kind of strange for Judy to have a spam casserole in her frig seeing as she’s vegetarian
It was Saturday,
In faked it was the Saturday when Judy would start her day of as always, but for one difference
The difference was to be that she would have some white wine with her cereal
Cereal, Judy always starts her day of with cereal, “Jane Fox’s Foxy Homemade Granola Mix” to be precise(well ever sins she gave up on Fruit Loops)
It was Saturday,
It was the Saturday when she would get drunk on white wine and then…
Well then she would have her old hi school friends Samantha and Erin over for a good time
Well it was Saturday again,
Well it was to be the Saturday after the Saturday when Judy’s hi school friends Samantha and Erin came over to here home
In faked it was to be the Saturday when Judy would wake up in her bed clinging lovingly to her hi school friends Samantha and Erin, with the realization that they had never left…
Categories: Unitarian Universalism · poems