Its a mad mad mad mad mad world

Its a maddening maddening mad hatters mad hattering mad haters are chattering

the batter is battering all the stats are still staggering the badger was badgering unabashadley brandishing a badge from a bad German Sheppard black fur like a leopard without stripes and no checkers i was a wreck at the records i felt wretched in bed but it was all for the better

forever together in splendor where ever no wonder no never grow stronger go getter 

so weather the storm whether rich or in squalor from the top of the bucket to the bottomm of dollars to the loudest of whispers and softest of hollers. for the insomniac staying up four hundred hours

to the clean freak scrubbing dead skin in the showers 

the flesh eating disease it rips and devours 

but what about love and smelling the flowers. 

Desk Pains

No rest no stressing me I sit at my desk endlessly

Writing till my left hand bleeds but no reflex tendency

Then and now I plow and foul I howl and scowl then smoke a white owl

every now the then I have friends who pretend at the end they can bend

With two hands they wont lend send a chill down your spine

When I’m in the lime it’s a fine wine cuz it grows with time

I write till my left hand bleeds at my desk I never rest

I’m like a slob with a vest on my chest but I’m the best

In the worst way I’m constantly thirsty

I wish there were tits containing beer that could nurse me

Vanilla or Hershey but no controversy

A titties a titty so there is no worry

Sometimes I get blurry

Get down and get dirty

I think that its early but its clearly 1230

Can be so self serving its raw and unnerving

So cruel and deserving for the gruel they be serving

Is that Michael Irvin in cars see him swerving

Its magic like Irvin its tragic like working

He found a cure for aids I need a cure for jerking the monster is lurking

Just sneaking and stirring incurring the wrath

I need a bath and half plus a joke and laugh

Snakes and Kittens Poem

Much has been written about a sweet little kitten

A glove and a mitten for fingers to fit in

So good for the getting for goodness sake

I brought my own pet a long white snake

Careful young cat don’t let the him provoke you

He’ll slink  and He’ll slither and slide up to choke you

So don’t play with snakes stick to chickens and goats

But make no mistake the snake can still hope

Of a poke and a stroke till your innards are broke

Then I play with my snake and start doing coke

Hanging With Frank

If your hanging with Frank you best bee feeling a buzz
Feeling better than ever better even on drugs

Never under the weather pull from under the rug

And when I’m feeling the love its even better because

Man I’m taking a trip I hit the road with my budz

And i'm taking Sip Mud Lite in my cup

And I’m taking a dip Gach & Chips and some chicks

Were at Lake Michigan chilling Buffalo Chicken Strips

Boom shakalaka we be the chief rockers
NBA jam kick it FIFA like soccer
We got the root beer and the whipped vodka
We act proper you are a malaka

Pop a couple pills until it ain't pretty
Ballpark Frank got the moves like Schmitty
At the strip club we all getting shitty
Big fat motherfucking titties in the city

Broke at Starbucks

I stayed up late to contemplate
I woke up early about seven thirty
Took a shower got dressed in a hurry
Berserk at work cuz I just get dirty
Why do we worry when we scurry
Like Tim to the Currie IT can get scary
You can get lost it can get blurry
You can be the frost or you can be the flurry
Forecast for rain showers and a chance of fury
He he here were go circle like cheerio
Flip like rey mysterio
I scream but you don't hear me though
I own a sound proof mouth and some tear away features
Eyes and nose fake ears oh jeepers 
I woke up duct taped to a duck in a truck 
I grabbed a stick to escape but got stuck 
Oh shucks

Epic North American Poem

When my last day on earth arrives

I’ll kiss the sun and make it rise

I’ll Drink the Ocean and Paint the skies

I’ll think emotion and feel wise

Used to life but meet demise

I’ll never have to say goodbye

You’ll never hurt and never cry

Your heart disappeared your tears are dry

Don’t slouch or frown or even sigh

Just understand and listen why

The soul I have just isn’t my

It’s yours and thiers and every I           

Spirits soaring flying high

Worth more than you could ever buy

Don’t waste your life forever thrive

Grow every day you stay alive

How many years you may survive

On terms of yours that you decide

Feelings you know but can’t describe

In you I live on and we’ll never die

Its you and us and every I

The soul is we remember me

From The Desk Of BallPark Frank

I get big in the paint like a big man on canvas
Frank on the globe write rhymes on the atlas
Make all the money to buy all the makers
On your mark get set on the plate like taters
Better now than laters i glide like the skaters
Always rip ass when i'm in the elavators
Darth like the vaders light saber tooth tigers
Watching us now in the eye of the fighter
Lit like a lighter cuz got spins like the dryer
Walking home looking like the man on the wire
I burn rubber like a fire breathing dragon with a magnum 
Condom i got at the spot when I bought gum 
Got some awesome nachos with cheese sauce and quac yo
An ice cream snickers and a choco taco
Got the tic tacs and tactics the stretch like elastic
I love the fans cuz they are fantastic 

Pizza Monster Poem Part One

The sun came out and the moon set in

the alarm went off let the day begin

let the coffee brew and the shower steam

five more minutes to sleep and dream

but watch those minutes 

they sure add up

Have a bagel fill your cup

Read the Times and find your way

Be at work or play today is the day

The forest hum the ocean spray

the icy mist the sunny ray

the way we make the hours pass 

Infinite wisdom at our grasp 

father time is old and wise 

mother earth nurtures young vines

so drink the wines and clean the scrapes 

finish the paper review the tapes

take all the things you took for granted 

the overstated the understanded

the upper graded and under handed 

i read a pamphlet about the planet 

Going Green?  or Going Hamlet?

Going Hamlet I must say sir

Hamlet Going as it were

where is it here that fear we must

of gooey cheese and crunchy crust

tomato chunkage such a must

the pizza monster is after us.

Watch out because I will undoubtedly continue the story of the pizza monster and believe me when I tell you that it is going to be down right hilarious. 

Watch out for the Evil Pizza Monster

Laced Coffee Poem

One day I saw a sign 

"What kinda sign did you see?"

A giant billboard that said "(watch out for the laced coffee?)"

I blinked my eyes twice cuz I thought it said "Iced"

I sat there all day and long into the night

so deep were my thoughts i had a case of the thinks

it made me wanna stop for some food and some drinks 

the diner in flux with plate clanks and glass clinks  

I sat at a table unassuming, 

except for the other three people who sneered

back, back, back, they say while pushing me out of the way

But stay, stay, stay, I say I am the wart that wont go away 

even later in life when your old and your grey all the way to the end I'll be here to stay

so they left and I sat there got coffee and snacks like soup of the day and these new deli wraps

slaps on the table laughter rumbles like thunder i stare at my coffee and i started to wonder

now was it the smell or was it the taste one thing was for sure the coffee was laced

I paced to the bathroom to look in the mirror the sounds on my face i started to hear

strange prose from my nose bold lies from my eyes surprised by the highs that laced coffee provides

I Met Joe Black

Derek Rose Poem

D Rose

I am a huge fan of Derek Rose. I really admire his humble attitude and lightning fast moves on the court. This one is for you D Rose. 

There once was a rose who came from the street

He Grew up in the city among the concrete 

In wind he stood tall, would never retreat 

He ran with the Bulls and Never sweated the Heat

Through harsh winter cold with nothing to eat

When practice was over blood ran from his feet

He United the Center filling up every seat

The game winning shot without missing a beat

There once was a rose who grew from concrete. 

Dale Fanella

The Salad Ballad

The salad got dressed and went to get his lettuce 

Made it to tomatoes who was with his cousin ketchup 

They jumped him with the pumpkin tossed the salad in the dump then 

They left him for dead though his  heart just kept pumping 

His thoughts they were stirring weird things were occurring 

He rolled into the river just to catch up with the current 

And he caught up with this crew called the croutons   

Who he knew from the coupons he met other Friends 

Like Mustard and Dijon and his old cousin Caesar

They went to tomatoes just to get revenge 
Double crossed by his friends now hes back again
Then ketchup got capped tomato got smacked 

Sauced in a bucket beaten to a pulp spitting out his guts 

Just as the pumpkin was dead from a thrashing 

They carved up his head and lit it up in trashcan 

The salad woke up he sat there just gasping
He had all these questions he felt like just asking 

About this thing and that thing and things that he'd seen 

He looked to his left and he let out a scream
Something on his mantle looking scary and dead 

With a candle in his mouth the damn pumpkin head 

He looked at his hands running red as he bled 

On second look damn tomato sauce instead
This concludes the Salad Ballad. 

Beach Club Veggie Wrap

Order a Pickle

It was a clear black night a cool jeweled moon 

All the freaks hit the streets trying to consume

They need to feed before they pass out

I know just the place to go if they wanna max out

When the fridge is empty and the food is gone 

Everybody's on the street to get some Jimmy Johns 

If your really hungry and you need to eat 

You know whats up with Jimmy Johns subs so fast you'll Freak

The Mad Blogger



The Mad Blogger



There once was a Blogger who wrote all the time

He wrote every day always posting online



Sharing his words and Ideas that he had

His audience grew with every post that he'd add

The Week or the Strong who got it going on?

Feel so far from my peak

This is the hardest week

Even though i'm hungry 

I never wanna eat 

Even though im tired

I hardly ever  sleep

I feel incomplete

Like I cant compete

I wanna return my problems 

But I don't have a reciept

I stand six feet tall

Until I'm  six feet deep

I accept life's losses 

Except defeat

Seven days without strength

Will make one weak.  

Dale Fanella

Poem Inspired By Working Overnights In Radio

Underneath my fingertips

60's 70's 80's hits

Overnight at the radio station

The greatest hits are in rotation

A candidate for caffeination 

To help combat my deprivation

A cup of Joe, cool water splash

I wish I could go home and crash

A coffee buzz with Tired Eyes

Feeling fried like greasy fries

A catchy song, awake with passion

Eyes wide open never closed like caption

Then Sleep all day miss all the action 

I can't get no satisfaction

Dale Fanella

Broken Wine Bottle at Walgreen's Poem

It’s sharp, razor sharp

Green and Shiny

Strewn about the ground

In a somewhat orderly fashion

Who could have created

Such a masterpiece

Poem Inspired by the Burger King at Fullerton and Southport

I think of all the so called fast food Ive ever eaten

Why is it called fast food when It makes you slow?

Strangers in Public

Some will listen some ignore

In the line or at the door

Some you see and some you hear

On the train or at the pier

Some will laugh and clap and dance

Some will smell, they've shit their pants

Some will text and some will call

Some will just stare at the wall

Some will laugh and some will play

Some will hide and stay away

Some will eat and drink and praise

Some will curse get drunk and blaze

Some will die and some will live

Some will take and some will give

People come and people go 

Life is short so take it slow.

Dale Fanella