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WORST HOLIDAY ALBUM EVER!

[DARK HUMOR ALERT]

As we enter the holiday season, there’s a new album that’s dropped and it’s AWFUL! I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything worse than this. Whatever you do, don’t listen to any of it. You’ll instantly regret it. The Hits keep coming.

At The Speed of What The Farts (Radio Edit)
Winter GTFO

  1. Dead Starter Blues
    a. Sample Lyric: “Gonna take everything in my account, have to empty that dog out.”
  2. Dying Dog (Euthenasia)
    a. Sample Lyric: “She’s thirteen years old and blind as a bat, she can’t hear her name and she’s fading fast.”
  3. Bed Bug Boogie
    a. Sample Lyric: “I got welty itch from my head to my toes, that’s how the bedbug boogie goes.”
  4. Bitterness and Regret
    a. Sample Lyric: “The ailing heart showed up at my door, catheterized on the hospital floor.”
  5. Monkey on His Back
    a. Sample Lyric: “All my cash went up my nose, what I have left is my dirty clothes.”
  6. So Many Leftovers, Nothing to Eat
    a. Sample Lyric: “I’ve had so much corn chowder it waves hello, and warms up again for another go.”
  7. Delerium
    a. Sample Lyric: “Nine days have taken their toll on his brain. He now sounds like he’s not sane.”
  8. The Boot
    a. Sample Lyric: “Broken foot, faulty hip, growing old can kiss my grits.”
  9. Never Ending Gray
    a. Sample Lyric: “My love, the sun has gone away, I hope to see it again someday.”
  10. The Darkest Christmas Tree
    a. Sample Lyric: “This tree will never win awards until I find the farting extension cords.”
  11. Presence
    a. Sample Lyric: “Stuffs wrapped and under the tree, wondering who is there for me.”
  12. Shitty Ditty
    a. Sample Lyric: “Waking up in the middle of the night, discovering my fart took liquid flight.”
  13. (BONUS TRACK) Cold Friends
    a. Sample Lyric: “They used to laugh and joke a lot, but now they’re in a wooden box.”
  14. AUTHOR’S NOTES:
    This is written in originally Comic Sans for the simple reason that it’s an awful font. Everything on this “album” has happened during the past month to me or to my Bestie.

TAMP Matthew (Seth) Fox

This young man died on January 6th of 2020. He was my "future husband" and as best friend to Matthew McBee, a true blue all the way. He was 24.
Matthew Caine (Seth) Fox

Your hair should be gray

when they lay you to rest

not dark on your brow

with a babe on your chest

What brings me awakened;

startled upright in the dark

‘Tis only the dawn becoming

on the lilt of morning larks

They promise a new day

frigid with winter’s chill

To rest you in the January earth

upon that hallowed hill

Dragon Eggs

Wide faced, Sun dragon, Autumn born

Suggested the night from the silence torn

Roaring the request under the new moon

Silvery scales auroral gloom

Refusing the son of golden birth revealed

Pirated riches to build the nest; wealth sealed

Winter Mile

There are roads to travel that go on for quite a while

but there are none that go on for quite as long as that

of a Winter Mile

When the light has wrung the last drop from dark beguiled,

there are none quite as somber bespoke as that

of a Winter Mile

Warmest sleep of children deep in coverlet dreaming wild

no safer haven of a lover’s wish be true than that

of a Winter Mile

The Winter Baby

These Are My People: Lydia Khandro

Dried brown leaves and gray branches of solemn cycle

ignite to become golden lakes of wild hip-deep depths

The Blue Ridge Mother bears twice the ritual witness

standing cool, wrapped in the garment of her ancestor,

cradling her Divinity with skirts raising winds of power.

Her hair halos with the light of life, love, and nurturing.

She is the Great Mother bearing her Winter-born in holiness

Winter Daisy

My dear friend Miss Sharon Crane gifted me with a little solar powered daisy that dances in the sunlight. I put it in the window that I stare out when I’m writing. All day long, each time the movement catches my eye, it’s made me smile. I wrote a short little poem about it.

Miss Sharon Crane's gift to me brightened my winter scenery.

Miss Sharon Crane’s gift to me brightened my winter scenery.