crappy day

Crappy Day
By Craig J. Burt/Jimmy Boom Semtex
I'm bored today
I'm an oddilist of mundane things
I wanna party hearty
Rock & Roll this house down
& Hip Hop all around
Smoking some weed
& drinking my wine
Biding my time...

Till the time comes round
Let's hit the club and go go go
Down to the bar for a beer
Move on the floor
Slick sliding moves so cool
Look at the guys and gals
Lambada time engulfs us
The best club night in town

on it

Imagine what it feels like

Coming across two people

Fucking in a car in daylight

Totally stark bollock naked

light beams

Light Beams

The guy and gal were happy together

They met in college and dated

Making young plans as you do

The alien ship came across space

From further than Star Wars

The aliens abducted her partner

Took him to the end of the Universe

She was heartbroken

He came to her in a dream

I'll always love you

I have escaped and will return

For you are my home

Even at the speed of light

It will take him forever to reach her

But she totally believed 

They would meet again

After forever when the planets died

She would be a ray of light

As would her partner

And the aliens were dust

Love endured always

picnic

Picnic

I eat the mackerel sandwich. It tastes really yummy. I've put the tomato sauce into a bowl and pour some over the fish and bread. Any left I dip the sandwich in. It's well nice. You should try it. I don't like eating the back bone. I've removed this. It's quite big. I wonder when someone or something eats me, will it be the same way?

mia

The Mia Man was mad. Someone had stolen his pet dog. This was an automatic credit. He would get even. No matter the time line. The stolen dog was handsome and intelligent. His name was Peter.

Word went out a white and black dog was missing. 'Such a body', was the thief. Everybody knew him. Nobody dared move against him. Only the Mia Man could, should, would. He took his time. It was a big hangover.

Time to banish the enemy to the moon. The Mia Man knocked on 'Such a body's' door. Two riot guns, both Winchester and Remington, got a result. Mia Man pressed both triggers and kneecapped his enemy.

In seconds it was over. 'Such a body' was bundled into the space cadet capsule and the fuse was lit. The Mia Man upended the big steel kitchen table and hid. After a minute the rocket launched. Fizz, boom, whoosh!

'Such a body' was on the way to the moon. The dog didn't matter; he wasn't real. Peter the dog was made in Taiwan and plastic. With a fake woof and growl. Mia Man had just eradicated an enemy. Time for a beer.

                                                             

FREE FOR A SHORT WHILE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Vagina Floss 2020 By Jimmy Boom Semtex

Vagina Floss 2020

By Jimmy Boom Semtex

Vagina Floss 2020 is a new release from Jimmy Boom Semtex and a follow up to the other 2020 volumes. This new collection features both short stories and poems. The varied work includes war/trash/erotic/surreal/paranormal pieces. Aerial Observations is about ghostly encounters in the sky in several different situations. As diverse as a ghost Luftwaffe pilot to a girl of the sky. Botty Butted Fisherman is an erotic story about a forsaken fisherman kidnapped by a randy mermaid. In Smoked Cubans communist Cuba suffers South African nuclear strikes on its forces in this alternate history. The poems range from Art Image which is about a unique painting; Space Marine is about a soldier protecting us from alien hordes; The Green Place is about a sacred natural place; and Garage Bonding is a festive erotic satire in a car garage. Enjoy his new book. More in this series will soon follow...

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Vagina Floss 2020 is a new release from Jimmy Boom Semtex and a follow up to the other 2020 volumes.

Vagina Floss 2020 is a new release from Jimmy Boom Semtex and a follow up to the other 2020 volumes.

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Stan Ridgeway Song

Stan Ridgeway Song
The readjustment was the hardest part
Not leaving the war zone
Or coming home back to his country
And to his wife and family and friends
But actually readjusting to the fact
That fact that he had no legs
He left them back in Iraq
Not as a war victim or injury
To a vehicle accident instead
His Hummer left the road and rolled
He was lucky to escape with his live
The medics took him to the hospital
It was touch and go but he made it
The army will pay for his recovery
And give him a pension
Plus a pair of tin legs
And keep him on the books
An advisory role for future wars
He did ok from his accident
But readjusting is still hard
This is his new normal...

our vets

Our Vets
What are we to do regarding our war veterans?
They served and fought for their country
Many paid the ultimate price dying in a far off foreign land
Or were injured by enemy action often carrying the mental scars
The cost of being a veteran for freedom the freedom that we take for granted
It's been like this since the 20th Century Wars and soldiers on and on
You all know the wars and dates but do you know that the veterans suffer?
Some end up in jail others live on the streets And many commit suicide

What of 17 who died in VA carparks? What are we to do about this?
This is in America but what of the UK? The veterans there have the same issues
There are many charities helping out they have millions in the bank
How could that cash help our vets? And what else can be done to help?

Ending wars will never happen but ending veterans suicide must
These service people fought for us each one must be cared for
As we would our own children for one time they were our defence
Now we must defend them help them in regard their new enemies
The depression and suicide and stigma because what if you were a veteran?
With the wars still in your head their lives must be valued
As must what they did serving their nations in war
Till peace reigns the issue is here safeguarding our veterans
Like they did for us...

Shadow Of A Doubt

Shadow Of A Doubt

By Craig J. Burt /Jimmy Boom Semtex

Are you ok?

Your brain's rattling like crazy

You're dancing like a ballerina

Twerkin around these crazy hot streets

You say why be a bore?

Life is a chore

Refuse to fade

Like a shadow of a doubt

Silver star filled skies

Shining proudly

Living freely & deep in love

We're no longer

Strangers tonight now

Sensational romantics

Loving devoutly

And the clatter of heels echoes

Upon concrete downtown Havana

Never had it so good or free

The Castros’ grip and communism fade

While we dance chest to chest

Thigh to thigh Lambada-esque

Los Lobos couldn’t be this cool

Nor move so erotic like you and me

For freedom for Cuba for us

This goes on and on

Like a whistling wind

Calling your name

Stop stop and listen

Do you hear it?