Hey everybody I'm gonna move all my stuff over to http://www.myspace.com/canadas_best so thats where i will put my new stuff

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Hey everybody, i guess you might have noticed that i havent really done anything on my xanga lately, soo... i figured i would have you tell me what to put up, so everybody post something that you want me to write a poem about, it can be happy, sad, loving, mad, whatever you want, try and think of an emotion or action rather then a thing, well thats it

p.s~if i write some stuff about things you tell me to, i'll put a foot note about you ok, poems will be shown newest to latest, in opposite order(ie. the third poem comes first, then the second, and then the first)

pp.s~only post ideas on here i will later set up different posts for all of the poems and i'll try and set up a pole

-Avi Verk

Forth Poem

Two Special Rings
Written by: Avi Verk
Dedicated to: Hannah Abegg

Third Poem

The Man He Killed

Written by: Avi Verk

The bullet now burns deep in my chest,

He shot first, I failed the test,

Why were we fighting?

I've got not a clue,

I now lay here dieing,

In hundred dollar shoes,

I lay on the ground as still as still,

On that day, I was the man he killed.

Second Poem

Buzz | Polka Dots | Tina

Written by: Avi Verk

Inspired by: Tina Ramsay

(She made up the title)

Polka dots are colorful,

Red, Blue, Black and Green,

Tina is uber wonderful,

Sometimes she wants to scream,

She holds it in, she tucks it away,

That's why she is so great,

Even if she is in major dismay,

Not once has she said hate,

The kindest person that I have met,

I’m happy to call her friend,

When she grows up she’ll be a vet,

She can make anything a trend,

Buzz buzz go the busy bees,

While they work on there hive,

She does everything with ease,

No matter what she will survive.

First Poem

Happy | Laughing | Poutine

Written by: Avi Verk

Inspired by: Sam McNiel

(She made up the title)

In the cafeteria,

Where people make the food,

Some students in hysteria,

I’m in a great mood,

I am so happy,

As you now have seen,

The reason I am happy,

I get to eat poutine.

I don’t actually like these fries,

All covered in gravy and cheese,

But Sam, she has wondering eyes,

Now as well as shaking knees,

She loves the grease and cheese,

But she can’t have even one,

If she were to have these,

She would soon be done,

Being diabetic is not a crime,

She did nothing bad,

But she is still serving her time,

Not eating makes her mad.

In The Alley

Written by: Avi Verk

In the alley, there the body lay dead,

Decapitated, it lay without a head,

Motionless it laid covered in dirt,

Nameless, shapeless, thoughtless, no pain, no hurt,

The fluids from inside now meet with the brains,

Now many creatures creep upon the remains,

They creep inside the veins oozing out like jam,

Death crept upon it like a brutal lamb,

Sirens flash and an ambulance drives by,
Nobody even realized that he did die,
Passing the body as if not even there,
People walk by as if without a care,

In the alley, there the body lay dead,
Decapitated, it lay without a head.