The Prince of Party Justin Poole

I am the Prince of Party, Justin Poole. I write tales of love, life, lust and the occasional gunfight.
I am an explorer in a time with no frontiers

These are the new dark ages

Lost are the lonely children 

Crying out their eyes for all to see

Hidden are their true emotions 

Desperate needy leeches is all they’ll ever be

Broadcasting their secret journals 

across the world wide web

Pleading for your attention 

Demanding upon threats of death

Lonely are the lost children 

Begging for someone to care 

Emotionless are the hopeless 

Proclaiming the world to be unfair 

Emotions hidden via emoticons 

The truth no one knows

Crying out to loved ones

The distance only grows

In this selfish generation 

of ignorant soulless scum

We should truly pity

What we have all become.

Lie to me

Tell me all the things I want to hear

I am aching to believe 

that someone believes 

in me.

Tell me my words sound just right

and my voice keeps you up at night

Tell me you ache for the heat of my touch

Tell me you need me

so much.

I will listen as long as you lie

as long as you can trick me

into thinking you’re mine

Inspire my misdeeds 

with your misleading lust

Betray and destroy 

My vision of trust.

Give me everything

you want me to have.

The Big Bang Theory

Crashing through 

hurtling 

smashing and disturbing

You became an ending 

You were my beginning 

The big bang that started it all

Started off with a spark so small

Time slipped away day after endless day

Devoid of light and life 

and then one day you came.

BANG

and suddenly 

music began to play

The brush leapt to the page

We danced and we sang

and we loved each night away 

And each day is a race

From light to dark and back to your arms

Waking in your smile and dreaming in your eyes

You breath life 

Each and every day.  

Maximum Cheese (work in progress)

I’ve got my hi-tops and my denim vest

Gotta find the patches that’ll look the best

Grow my hair to match the rest

Hope I can pass the thrash fashion test!

Theres Zombies! And Pizza! And parties galore!

Everything cool from the 80’s and more!

Mutants and Satan and B Movie Gore

Death! Destruction! and Total War!

We’ll recycle the riffs that our grandpas played

Try to get famous off the names they made

Hope we get signed to metal blade

We only play thrash for the heavy metal babes!

We’ll smoke all the weed and drink all the beer

We really like to party! I promise! I swear!

No way is this a gimmick, its really not an act

We’re super rad dudes and we’re bringing thrash back!

Our flip bill hats are the coolest around 

We wanna rage rage and party down!

Did I mention we like pizza cause yeah we fucking do!

Oh Yeah and we also totally party harder than you!

No Waves on the East Coast

You East Coast Faggots think you can surf

But you’re just a bunch of fist pumping Guidos from the shore

You Carolina rednecks make me sick

Surfings for life not some weekend trip

You think you know swells but you havent seen shit

Come to our coast if you wanna rip

On the West coast we shred pristine waves

The East coast is for snobs who eat lobster all day

You bros don’t know dick about surf

In the ring of fire the waves are our turf

So stick to your light houses and leave the surfing to us.

NO
WAVES
ON
THE EAST COAST
NO
WAVES
ON
THE EAST COAST

Listen up you thick neck Guidos You don’t know shit about surfing

We’ve got the better waves babes and killer tunes

Everyone knows we’re better than you.

Jaws! Is the Shredder in the Water.

Smash a case of highlife and then head down to the beach

Ripping with your bros checking out babes and pounding kegs

But while you’re busy tearing up watch for the shredder underneath

A terrifying creature made from 4000 pounds of teeth

Smashing through your board and ripping off your leg

The ocean turns red as he circles back for more

Your dudes can’t save you because he swallowed them whole

Lifeguards won’t help they’re all passed out by the keg

Try to get out of the water on your buddies long board

Hope the damn beast doesn’t come back at you for more

PEOPLE SCREAMING FROM THE BEACH TO CALL 911 AND GET SOME FUCKING HELP!

JAWS IS THE SHREDDER IN THE WATER!

JAWS IS THE SHREDDER IN THE WATER!

Face The Wave.

EARTHQUAKE!!

Causing massive waves

Building Size swells you’ve gotta slay

Head to the shore 

Show your dudes whos boss 

Beach deserted you don’t give a fuck.

Hit the beach to clear your head

Run into the water and get 

READY TO SHRED

What are you gonna do when the swell comes for you

FACE THE WAVE! FACE THE WAVE!

Grab your board and paddle off the shore

FACE THE WAVE! FACE THE WAVE!

Biding your time till the beast appears 

FACE THE WAVE! FACE THE WAVE!

Time to ride the barrel and get so pitted!

FACE THE WAVE! FACE THE WAVE!

The Salvation Army is a hate group.

The Salvation Army spends a large portion of the donations they receive every year lobbying and fighting against equal rights and pro choice legislation 

The Salvation army does not believe in gay rights.  The Salvation Army does not believe in equal rights.

Nor do they believe that childbirth is the choice of the mother.

They also destroyed Harry Potter toys which had been donated to them instead of donating them to needy kids or even giving them to another charity to donate because of the religious implications.

So you might want to think twice before putting your change in that red bucket.

http://americablog.com/2004/11/details-of-the-salvation-armys-rabidly-anti-gay-politics.html


Life is a horror story

No work of fiction could ever rival the evil that exists in the hearts of men.

No creative mind could ever dream the type of monsters that walk among us.

No sad sad song will ever sing the sorrows which surround us.

This is the world we’ve created. 

and we have only each other to believe in

Stand together and love

for it is the only cure.