Children's Reading Room

One month later, in Mexico,
I prepare my gun on the go.
I have another mission,
Another part of my employer's vision.
In a hotel I see a fellow,
Dressed up in a suit of yellow.
I burst in on him and he starts to shout.
I'm telling my employer I want out.

The man draws a gun from a hidden holster.
I bring up all the valor I can bolster.
We shoot at each other and I get hit.
I never would have expected it.
There's a bullet in my chest.  I'm going down.
But all I can see is his frown.
Blood pumps toward me.  I got him too.
I slip to the ground and say, "Got you."

I lie there and feel my pulse drop.
I just wait to hear my heart stop.
As my body goes limp upon the floor,
I release the controls and head for the door.
I've been here most of the day, but now I'm done.
That was my last quarter, and it's gone.

The following poem was written by Jennifer after the family made a trip to the local  public library.  Pornography is available, and can be seen by children passing computer screens in use for this purpose by wicked people.  Her family is protesting, as you will find in her poem.

Safe Place?

Jennifer May

In the library, there is an escape from the world.
Tis a place where insults are not often hurled.
But now lurk sick things, shameless and evil.
Behind which hide works of the Devil.
Computers provide many paths to knowledge,
Including much of that which parents discourage

In this haven of wisdom, evil daily prowls,
In the shape of one pervert with hair 'round his jowls.
In a hooded overcoat with pajama pants,
He looks like he should be in the dirt with the ants.
He resembles a tramp thriving on muck,
Or a redneck that would drive a truck

Nasty and slouched, he sits at the desks,
He drools while watching women with bare breasts.
Round the stage they dance and cavort,
While he revels in this disgusting sport.
If you don't believe me, I tell you it's true.
I have seen it, and my brothers have, too.

We walk through the room, look at each screen.
Curiosity drives our eyes to sites we've seen.
When my brothers saw the screen of this pig,
From across the building, I heard eyeballs get really big.
I rushed to find out what had transpired,
Found the pervert to porno wired.

The staff on duty could do nothing
To rid us of this object of our loathing.
So, we're going to a higher power to get some control.
To eliminate porn is our main goal.
Rather than give the jerk a much deserved pounding,
We're taking away the library's funding.