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In 1984, Satan possessed a toaster.
The story spread fast like a speeding roller coaster.
On one piece of burnt toast, the Devil wrote Satan Lives.
The nerve of Beelzebub; it makes you wonder what gives.
It was even claimed that through the toaster Satan spoke
As for me, I think it was just a devilish joke.
Bob Boyd
In Lake Champlain Vermont
lives an elusive sea monster
named Champ first seen
in 1609 and 299 times
after that reputedly.
Like many cryptids Champ
is a champion at hiding;
Many alleged sightings
But no proof.
Wouldn’t it be amazing
if one day Champ made his
debut and wowed the world
as a throwback to
prehistoric times.
And since no mate
has been seen
Champ must be
centuries old with an
anti-aging formula
as yet unknown.
I’d like it if Champ
came out of the lake
and declared his
authenticity to the world.
But somehow I suspect
from watching many
monster movies
that day would be
a bad day For Champ.
So I can understand him
staying out of the media
glare, being reclusive.
Because I’m reclusive too
and wouldn’t want all that
annoying paparazzi attention.
Bob Boyd
On my back I felt a soft tap
I turned around and saw cute you
I was six I think you were too
I remember your red hair
So pretty in the summer air
You smiled at me and ran away
But I never forgot that day
In over seventy long years
Though happy times and times of tears
If only I had talked to you
Under that summer sky so blue
It could have led to something new
And maybe true love as we grew
But alas the moment went by
I write that with a forlorn sigh
Maybe in the life beyond this
Older, true love we will not miss.
Bob Boyd
Mongolian Death Worm King of Worms
Hidden in the Gopi sands unfindable
Humble and possessing great wisdom
You seek not the fame you could have.
You know it’s a fickle fading light
You know if you made a world debut
Like King Kong, they’d cage and debase you
Like King Kong, they’d exhibit and destroy you
Because you are so different, so wondrous
And so uniquely beautiful.
Hail Mongolian Death Worm
King of Worms!
Bob Boyd
Inhabits the Mogollon Rim, Arizona
7 to 10 feet tall
hair all over its body
footprints 22 inches long
has godawful body oder
the scent is sickening
like dead fish and skunk
and raw sewage
mimics birds and animal
sounds
makes terrifying and loud
screams
throws rocks and sticks
at people
harasses campers
at night
who is this monster?
it’s the Mogollon Monster,
maybe Bigfoot or a
similar species
is it real or imaginary?
I don’t know, but I’m
not about to find out.
Bob Boyd