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Here are the poems by Daryl Westfall, my favourite BBS poet. Thanks to Rod Williams for these poems, which are all out of his Apollo log files. There should be more to come, when he sends me more disks to convert. It would be great if Daryl wrote an introduction for this space, wouldn't it?
Message: 1040 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: Ode To Blue Cheese Date: 10/08/88 Time: 01:08:04 Nasty, putrid Growing fuzz Take a whiff And get a buzz Month-old blu cheez On my plate Getting older Looking great! Shall I eat it? Should I wait? Shall my cheez Decay on plate? I am such a Righteous dood I've got rotten Blu cheez food. Message: 1044 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: Ode To Bananas Date: 10/09/88 Time: 10:32:25 They don't have bones As we all know And grow in the tropics Where de big wind blow They're big and yellow And sure to please Just don't leave them Next to the old blu cheez. Message: 1049 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: Cabbage Heads Date: 10/10/88 Time: 23:49:36 Cabbage Heads, Cabbage Heads All in a row Watch them rot in a vacant lot and kick them with your toe Throw them up against the wall And watch them bounce around Dress them up in formal tux And let them paint the town Cabbage Heads, cabbage heads Never get a date They just sell insurance And always get in late. Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: New Poem Date: 08/08/88 Time: 00:19:11 Ending the reign of darkness Lodged deep within my soul, Visions of bright light fill me Innocence returns, and I am happy Silently I smile to myself. Longing no more I have everything I could want Vitality, humor, and strength Ending my silence, I grab my rhinestone jacket, Blue Suede shoes, and sing my song. Message: 2115 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Cosmos-Chatter Subject: (see below) Date: 10/10/88 Time: 23:58:04 "Industrial Funkadelic Sludge" My sister has just one buttock And lives in someplace Greek She tattooed rainbows on her nose And dates a fucking geek I walk around in Polyester Whistling the news My father sits on flaming spears And downs a couple brews I don't know where my mother is We lost her years from now She'll probably return last week But I don't quite know how I dance around industrial waste In the flatulent breeze Some say a rose would smell as sweet I think I'll belch at trees. Message: 1070 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: Heidi Date: 10/14/88 Time: 01:23:28 I'm sorry I was drunk And I really wish I could have shown you How much I care But in a way I'm glad I didn't Though the desire is still strong I wish I could have made love to you But I'm glad I didn't. Message: 961 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: David Date: 08/18/88 Time: 12:01:27 Silly boy, there you go again Amusing me always in your quest To find hidden meanings in my poems. As I said before, I tell everything, Nothing is hidden. Message: 2001 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Poetry Subject: Oneinthemorning Date: 12/12/88 Time: 08:56:27 I sit alone Thinking She lays alone Dreaming I think to myself Is this what I want? Am I happy? She dreams Of handsome knights And dashing gentlemen I look down From my chair And sigh She turns over In her bed And sighs And then I wonder Just who is dreaming? Message: 2123 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Cosmos-Chatter Subject: Holiday In Toronto Date: 10/11/88 Time: 22:31:52 No holiday in Toronto No holiday for me Let's get out of here pronto And throw away the key Toronto makes me want to belch At foreign diplomats It's the place I wish to squelch Or infestate with rats I guess my irk is obvious It's all quite plain to see I'll never go Toronto Let Toronto come to me. Message: 1054 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: Reggae Date: 10/11/88 Time: 22:38:29 Me no go Toronto Man dat place be not for me Me no go Toronto Dat be de place I never see Message: 918 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: Poetry Date: 07/28/88 Time: 23:35:57 Joy, even in the saddest moments And a sense of calm even in Moments of chaos... Every man desires these qualities, Some even search to the ends of the Earth. To smile in the face of sorrow And to laugh in the face of pain Revel in the spoils of victory And to lose honorably Never to speak a harsh word or To judge another without judging yourself Old world values are sometimes the best. If you have all of these qualities, Surely you are a man of the world. And all of your dreams should be within your reach. Find yourself, find the person inside And help that person to grow, and to flourish Gather the seeds of happiness and plant them generously. - D. Westfall Message: 2024 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Music Subject: music Date: 12/22/88 Time: 11:26:47 CHR.shtmlAS IN BIZARRO LAND (Lyrics By Daryl Westfall) (Performed By Happy Bob & The Dorks) It's Chr.shtmlas In Bizarro Land Little Bobby Ain't gettin' nothin' Little Bobby Was a bad little boy So they're cutting his hands off To give to science IT'S A BIZARRO LAND CHR.shtmlAS! IT'S A BIZARRO LAND CHR.shtmlAS! SANTA'S RIDING A FROG! DAD IS EATING FLIES AND SMOKING YULE LOGS! Little Bobby Is so happy In Bizarro Land Chr.shtmlas is BLEAK! SAD! AWFUL! MISERABLE! TERRIBLE! HE AIN'T GETTIN' NOTHIN! AND HE'S HAPPY! Bizarro land Chr.shtmlas Is so sad Little Bobby KILLED HIS DAD! MERRY CHR.shtmlAS FROM BIZARRO LAND! (c)1988 Applause Music/Electronic Publ., Ltd. All Rights Reserved Message: 956 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Poetry Subject: She Date: 08/17/88 Time: 22:57:49 Sometimes she makes me want to Take a leap from the balcony And leave my fragile body At the mercy of the concrete below. Message: 2420 Author: $ Daryl Westfall Category: Chit-Chat Subject: The Family Lives Date: 08/13/89 Time: 23:01:33 Looking in from the outside At faces that I used to know So sad that friendships wither And are tramped into desolate snow Your faces all look the same But I know some things have changed The family lives, the circle lives The order is rearranged Faces that I trusted so Now glare as cold as stone Except when family's near at hand You've left me all alone You say it's time for you to leave I'm such a tiresome bore Be careful that you are not struck By my quickly closing door. - To La Sagrada Familia II