Poem About A Dead Baby Bird

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Dead Bird

Poor bird.

He will never fly.

All he wanted was to fly.

He tried to fly too early

His feathers and wings  weren't developed yet.

He still wishes to fly. 

In bird heaven he flies.

High above the clouds.

The carcass lays on the hot summer sidewalk.

He cooks.

Yellow beak.

Peck at ants and worms.

Poor bird.

Adventures of David the Douch Bag: Episode 1

Episode I: Getting Ready For The Fucking Day
It is a beautiful day in the medium sized town David lives. It is called Cow Vill. He is woken up by the sun shining on his face. He struggles to roll over in his king size bed. The folds around his stomach makes it hard for him to move around. He coughed violently; wheezing and panting as he spit on the bed sheets. He then blew his nose on his bed sheets. He reached for his hand mirror on the side table. He looked at his grease and sweat covered face. He popped some pimples and rubbed the pus on his bed sheets. He rolled off the bed and waddled over to his giant closet. He threw on some expensive cloths on. He waddled down the stairs and demanded his breakfast to his servants. He grabbed his whip and started whipping everyone in sight. The slaves and servants screamed and ran around the house. David laughed like crazy and grabbed one of the servants.
"Where is my breakfast?" he demanded.
"They are cooking it right now, sir!" squeaked the servant.
"How dare you speak to me? You are now demoted to a SALVE!" said David.
David stomped around the house screaming and whipping servants and slaves. David's mom approached him.
"David, please use indoor voices," she said. "And get ready for school. You are gonna miss the bus again."
David went back upstairs to retrieve his school sack. He then went outside to the bus stop to wait for the school bus to pick him up. When it arrived he squeezed in through the narrow doors and sat down in the back of the bus. As the bus inched its way to school, David felt the need to bully someone. His nostrils flared as he looked around the bus. There was a bucket of cockroaches in the corner. It was some kid's science project. David picked up a book from his book bag and threw it at the bucket of cockroaches. It knocked over and cockroaches spilled everywhere. They scattered and spread like wild fire. They crawled all over the seats and people. Everyone screamed and went wild. David laughed as the cockroaches bit the girl next to him. The cockroaches even went on the bus driver. The bus driver panicked and lost control of the school bus. The school bus plowed into bunch of school children.

Space Adventures! -Episode I planet of shrooms part 2

Back on board the Star Hooper, the crew fuels up the flame throwers on the fighter class space/air craft. This aircraft carries 4 flame throwers and 2 napalm bombs. It has a crew of 2 people.  These units are used to scorch and burn vegetation on planets. They will make a good place for the landing crafts to land and burn anything in its path into ashes, weather its native aliens living on the planet or mushrooms. Four of these are enough to take care of the patch of mushrooms discovered by the drones. After their flame throwers are fueled, they are launched into the orbit of the strange planet. The drones send out an signal to let them know where they are. Within minutes, the four space crafts reach the mushrooms. As soon as they do, they unleash the fury of fire. Flame spews out of the long barrels setting the mushrooms on fire. The mushroom heads ignite. The mushroom heads burn like paper. The body of the mushrooms take longer to burn but are no match for the advanced technology. The flame thrower air crafts make multiple trips around the patch of mushrooms, burning most of the mushrooms. They crumble as little figures pour out of them. The pilot realizes those are the native populations of the planet. . He radios in to the rest of the pilots and 2 of them follows the running natives while the other 2 keeps burning the giant mushrooms. The 2 flame throwing aircraft that are following the natives swoops closer to the ground. The pilots can see the faces of the terrified humanoid creatures. Without hesitation, the pilot sets them on fire which makes them run faster. He gets most of them but some of them escapes to the big rocks beyond the mushrooms. There are many caves. The flames have no effect on the rocks. The two aircraft continue to burn other aliens running to the rock caves. More start pouring out and running away to the caves. there are multiple groups of humanoid aliens running away. By this time, the drones join in on the fight. The drones are each equipped with 12mm miniguns and grenade launchers. They are being controlled by the engineers back on the Star Hopper. The video is displayed on the bridge/command center of Star Hopper. The crew on the bridge cheers. Some even sing in joy and pride. 

The captain gives out order for the landing crafts to be loaded with soldiers. The space marines gear up for land invasion and clearance. They put their heavy backpacks on, gas masks, combat knifes, secondary and primary weapons. Some carry flame throwers. Most of them carry Pulse Rifles. Pulse Rifles are standard issued rifles of the Marines and Navy. Two battalions load up on the landing crafts. Three in total. Each landing craft has a crew of 5 people. Two pilots and three gunners. The landing craft has one turret with a laser and two side lasers. 

So far, there is no resistance by the native inhabitants of the planet. They are not even sure if they have an organized government. The landing crafts slowly reach the burning mushrooms because the flame thrower air crafts are not done burning the mushrooms. Black smoke rises and can be seen for miles. 

Stuck Underground! Part 2

 He left the machine behind though. I asked him about it.
"That's not important right now," he said. He gave me his water canteen and some stale bread from his backpack. I could see bright lights coming from the end of the tunnel. As we got closer to the tunnel I can make out other voices shouting. Finally we got to the end of the tunnel. As we crawled out I was greeted by 4 men. Two of them had hard hats on with headlights attached to them. They wore a vest with various tools attached to them. The other two were soldiers. Their uniforms tattered and dirty. The soldiers each held standard issued automatic rifles.
"Glad to see you are alive!" said one of the men in hard hats. "We were gonna leave you behind because we thought you were dead."
"Those reptilians will pay for what they did to our tunnels," said the other man in a hard hat.
"We gotta get out of here and meet up with the rest of the group," said one of the soldiers.
The tunnel had let out to a large room with lights hanging off the ceiling. The ceiling was held up by wooden pillars that seem to snap at any second. There were workbenches scattered around the room with various instruments. The room was dimly lit. None of the lights seemed to work. The only light was from the work light that was set up in a corner and the lights from the hard hats. One of the man in the hard hat was studying a map. "If we take this route," he said. "We can get to the main group faster. We need every second. They are only going to wait for us for 2 hours at most."
"Alright lets go," said the guy that was operating the drill. "By the way his name is Don." he said pointing to the guy with the map. "I am Bean. And the other guy over there," he said pointing to the other guy in the hard hat. "Is Hen. Those two soldiers are Privet Kelly and Lieutenant Spoon."
We headed towards the door to the far right of the room. The door was shut with a metal bar. Privet Kelly removed the bar with much effort and opened the doors. We went down the halls with many rooms. We reached the elevator that seemed too rusty and old to work. It made a horrendous screeching noise as it lifted us up to where ever.

All of a sudden, a large hand with freakishly long fingers and claws reached down from the elevator ceiling. It happened so fast. It grabbed Hen by the head and pulled him up into the dark abyss. Hen screamed as blood gushed down on us. The soldiers pointed their rifles at the ceiling and emptied their magazines. As they did so, more screams can be heard. It wasn't a human scream though. It sounded as if they were shooting at an elephant. Hen's mangled, lifeless body dropped down with a splat. Lieutenant  Spoon reloaded and shot a few more rounds into the darkness and the elevator continued to move up. Privet Kelly tried to reload but dropped his magazine in the puddle of blood. His hands shook as he picked it up. "Fuck! those reptilians! They are every where" he shouted.
"Did you get it?" asked Don.
"Yeah, but bastard got away," said Lieutenant Spoon as he examined the darker blood oozing from the ceiling. "We are gonna have to leave Hen's body behind. It will only slow us down."
I tried not to look at Hen's mangled body. His organs were spewing out of his open wound. His eyes were clawed. The smell was awful.

Stuck Underground!-part 1

I looked down at my trembling hands. They were covered in wet dirt. My finger tips were raw from digging at the dirt wall for hours. I wasn't crying anymore. I already cried my eyes out the first 2 days. I realized that crying won't do anything. I had to get out of here. But, where was I?

I woke up in this dirt hole 4 days ago. I think its a hole. It is some sort of pit. Its just big enough for me to stand up and lay down so it must have the deepness of 6 feet and radius of 7 feet. There is a strong smell of rot emanating from the dirt walls. The ground seems to be covered in mulch but I am not sure. It is too dark in here to make out anything. I felt around the walls for the hundreth time hoping that there is something. After failing to find anything other than rocks and old roots, I started to dig at the wall once again. My finger nails bent and broke as I dug my raw hands into the wet walls. The humid air of the pit filled my lungs. That's when I heard it. I felt it at first. Some light rumbling from the wall that I was digging at. Then the whole pit begin to shake violently. I could hear wirling sound coming from the wall I was facing. It became louder and louder. I couldn't stay on my feet anymore because it was shaking too much. I sat on my bottom like a fool waiting for the rumbling to stop.
The wall of dirt and rocks crumbled before me. Through the cracks yellow lights flowed. It almost blinded me and I sheilded my eyes while still struggling to see. A giant drill poked through the wall. More light entered the pit I was in.  The drill was spinning at a high speed but slowed as the body of the machine emerged from the hole it just made. The machine had two bright lights right behind the giant drill it carried. A man in a hard hat was pushing the machine. I coughed violently as I whipped dirt off my face. I tried to speak to ask him where I was and who he was. I realized that dirt was in my mouth and made it hard for me to speak.
"We detected life signals a few days ago. We didn't think you would still be alive," the man yelled over the machine's engine. "I am glad you made it. We have to hurry!"
"What the hell is going on? Where am I?" I asked.
"You must hit your head pretty hard. No time to explain right now. Hurry follow me," he said as he grabbed my tattered shirt.
What else was I suppose to do? So, I just followed him back the way he came from.

Adventures of David the Douch Bag: Intro

Setting the scene:

David has everything he could ever ask for. He has his own zoo. He has servants and slaves. He also has closets size of airplanes to store all his fancy clothes that you will never have. Each pair of pants is expensive as a person. David is super rich. He is just a kid though. His parents worked hard to earn that money so David doesn't have to work a day in his pefetic life. He takes full advantage of this. He doesn't have a single grain of graditude. He is more spoiled than a celeberty's child. What a total douche bag. But he tells people how poor he is and how his parents abuse him physically and mentally. He makes it seem like he has nothing.
"I ONLY has 7 servents and 10 slaves," he says.
David is so spoiled. He hates his parents because they can't get him more things. On his 17th birthday he didn't get 5 airplanes he asked for. Instead he got 4 airplanes and a car. He was furious. He beat his anger out on his mail bride he got from India. The mail bride was crying like crazy. Blood splattered on the walls with every blow. His parents begged him to stop but he wouldn't listen. "I want a new mail bride," he said.
"I will order one right away!" said his father.  He motions for his personal butler to come over. "Order 3 more mail brides for my son."
"Yes sir!" said the butler.
David got a broom stick and shooed his mail bride out of his room into the basement. She was still crying histarically. Snot and blood ran down her nose. She thought to herself, "Why am I even here? Am I truely happy here?"
David went back up to his room to watch some porn on his high tech computer. He wanted to jerk off to something before the party guests arrived. When he got to his room, he was confronted by his father. He had a stern look on his face.
"David that is no way to treat your mail order bride!" he said. "I paid a million dollars for her dowry."