Cows
by Ted L Glines

Cows are not the brightest folks walkin down the pike
a bit like people - dumb - if you like
not much good but for chewin her cud
always swept away by every little flood
lazy and mooin with her eyes all blank
walkin to the butcher rank by rank
beware of the cow who is lookin sad
retarded - maybe - don't get her mad
you ain't seen nothin on screen or stage
to match the fright of Mad Cow rage
and if you want advice - maybe a clue
from a people-ish bovine point of view
the idea of vengeance is nothin new
and those sad brown eyes are lookin at you
Mooooooooooo!!!

Crash
by Ted L Glines

The light is cold and sterile white
in prison halls all through the night,
a sleeping convict moans in fright,
fear has fangs that often bite.

CRASH

Gate slams shut on loves and tears,
no hope here for all his years,
convicts dream of  hugs and beers,
each dream, lonely, disappears.

CRASH

Gate shuts out the growth of time,
young man caged all through his prime,
hear the crying speech of mime
in this place - the school of crime.

CRASH

He beat somebody - stole some cash,
he'd love to run - make a dash,
guards have keys - gates go "Crash,"
walking talking human trash.

CRASH

One day when he's grey and old,
they'll kick him out into the cold,
and let him starve on streets of gold,
a pauper's grave with life untold.

CRASH

Coven
by Ted L Glines

Being bored with life contrary
as a Pagan solitary,
I went and joined this famous coven
expecting magick, frights, and lovin,
but I found myself surprised
as I quickly realized
that this circle they called witchy
was really rather bitchy,
there was DancingSpiderGirl
being rude to Satan's Pearl
while our Priestess grandly lurked,
casting spells which never worked,
and the incense overpowering
made me want to pause for showering,
but - I spied the cauldron stewing,
bubble boiling it was brewing
eyes of newts and dragon tooth
(potion for eternal youth?),
but nay - twas never meant for drinking,
just a prop for arcane thinking,
meant to entertain us all
at this (*beeping*) witches' ball.

Author's Notes: Some covens are like  that (maybe  most of them) , wannabes all in halloween garb, entertaining  themselves as best  they can. Whether punk, witchy, Goth, (baptist?)  , it's as real as your own  belief. You'll know the craft when  it finds you. Or not. Osio!