University of Nebraska Poem

From Alma Mater: Vol. 1: The Midwest
Available Now for 99 cents! (Link Below)

*Nebraska Cornhuskers*

There is no place like Dear Old Nebraska U.
Earning awards in research and humanities,
We carry
Big Ideas
Big Potential
Big Impact…
And with 26 national championships from five different sports…
Yeah,
We’re kind of a big deal.

Go Big Red.

***

There is no place like Dear Old Nebraska U,
Where hours before kickoff, we greet the team at the bus;
To rally for our players and part the Sea is a must—
The Huskers are coming through.
This pep is to prep the Huskers for battle,
Every Game Day we meet our team at the Shoe;
Cheerleaders, The Band, and all Supporters:
Clap!
The Huskers are coming through.
All the way from Vine Street to the Memorial Tunnel,
Where there are visions of our illustrious tracts,
In track, bowling, and gymnastics—our many championships are tacked;
And in women’s volleyball—where after scores,
We Huddle.
There are visions of greatness in the Cornhusker chambers,
Bolted in the annuls of the Nebraska Coliseum,
Forever the Mecca of the Volleyball Mausoleum,
In our sold-out crowds we were a family of strangers.
Though we moved—we still stand as the best fans in women’s sports
With support these Lady Huskers richly deserve,
They fight to the last point with every dive and serve,
An example for competitors in all other sports.
Nebraska is the best example of dedicated fanhood,
In Volleyball and right here in Memorial Stadium,
Selling out every game—we are the Medium
Between this tunnel and mystic glory understood.

“Through these gates pass the greatest fans in college football.”

The electric static is felt on the Big Red Carpet,
The anticipation in the atmosphere is wild and reaching,
Players reach and tap the horseshoe beneath the screeching—
In a tangible energy only Nebraskans can transmit.
The team takes the field with the Pride of All Nebraska,
And march to the tune of these deafening screams,
Hail Varsity! The theme everyone sings,
When the end zone rings, “Touchdown Nebraska!”
Red Balloons fill the sky as the fans celebrate
Another score along with Herbie and Lil’ Red,
Any constituent can see from this faithful Sea of Red:

That this is a Red State.

We are the Only & Original Sea of Red,
Before monochromatic audiences became a trend,
Like the Blackshirts we record-break, but don’t bend,
Behold and Revere the Power of Red.
The Huskers aren’t just football; it’s a Family Tradition:
The Pelinis, The Steinkulhers, The Ruuds—to name a few,
We don’t tip hats to legends—we all raise a shoe,
And when a Nebraskan clan welcomes a new addition…

His or Her first words will be,
“Go Red!”

“He’s alllll the way home! Holy Moly!!! Man, woman and child—did that put them in the aisles! Johnny ‘the Jet’ Rodgers just tore ‘em loose from their shoes!”

“Holy Cow! Touchdown Tommie Frazier!!!”

Tradition and honor is in our bloodline beside our lineage,
Five national titles and the best team in college history:
The Huskers of ’95—the juggernaut that made history,
Opposing teams were history before they took the line of scrimmage.
We went to war like the troops of Vietnam,
The Devaney Defense and the Osborne Army,
The Blackshirt Attack that was vicious and swarming,
For the teams of the ’90s, and the memories:
Thanks, Tom.

“Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice.”

Wearing red in Nebraska is not a choice,
It’s Our Voice.
Day by day, like the Huskers,
We Get Better.
And our unparalleled support:

Is Our Thank-You Letter.

For inspiring us to excel in the classroom,
And in the grazing fields of beyond,
You helped instill an ethic of integrity…
And hard work that helps us abscond.
Tom taught us that
“Increases over time, outpace reductions”
So we’ll double-time to keep ahead of this junction.

And when 7-year-old Jack Hoffman ran 69 yards to touchdown fame,
Making a spring contest the most meaningful seconds of the year,
The proof of our creed could be found in his parents’ tears:

Nebraska Football is More Than a Game.

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UMKC Poem

From Alma Mater: Vol. 1: The Midwest
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*UMKC*

Roo-Root for the Roos,
Raise the Gold,
Surf the Blue,
In hostile terrain—
Move past the Boos,
They couldn’t walk a mile
In the Roo Crew’s Shoes.

Son,
When you get to Kansas City,
Make your own way as you follow my footsteps.
I want you to call me any time,
At a moment’s notice I’ll be at your doorstep.
Go and make the most of that beautiful city—
Enjoy the barbecue, the culture, the art,
Be mindful that like you’ll be for me:
You will be in America’s Heart.
Son, you don’t have to go Greek,
Remember, you can always carve your own letters,
Keep fostering that unlimited talent you have,
And in no time, your words will be in New Letters.
Hop at the chance to go see the many fountains,
Then at the Crossroads you’ll be joined by another,
When back on campus go to the Pierson Auditorium,
That’s where I met your mother.
Son, these will be your most cherished years,
And I’ll be here at home—rooting for you,
And one more thing, Son, before you go:
Be sure to
Root for the Roos.

Roo-Root for the Roos,
Raise the Gold,
Surf the Blue,
In hostile terrain—
Move past the Boos,
They couldn’t walk a mile
In the Roo Crew’s Shoes.

Roo-Root for the Roos,
Raise the Gold,
Surf the Blue,
In hostile terrain—
Move past the Boos,
They couldn’t walk a mile
In the Roo Crew’s Shoes.

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Alma Mater Vol. 1: The Midwest Available Now

Alma Mater is a unique poetry project that has had the rare privilege of being featured in Kirkus Magazine. The inaugural volume is a collection of poetry that celebrates the major universities of the Midwest region. It is a project that Kirkus Reviews calls an “Engaging Poetic Tour of the Midwest” with “A variety of delightfully unexpected poetic forms.” And it is available now on Kindle for only 99 cents.

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Colors

From Art of Mind II: All In

*Colors*

Didn’t realize it took the same Ethnicity
To Have Some Fun,
I’ll Embrace
Any Color
That
Does Not Run.

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Under the Table

From Art of Mind II: All In

*Under the Table*

Didn’t you know?

You have to have a D Cup to Pour Drinks,
or at least be
Too Hot to Handle.
Yeah…
And if you wanna sell merchandise, then
You better have the Goods,
and you can’t just tell about the offer, you
Gotta
Show ‘Em What You Got…
Seems if you’re not Working with Something then you’ll probably
be
Working for next to Nothing.

I’m just informing you about the ways of business:
They don’t think they’ll make a Fraction: Without a Main Attraction.
But now that can’t be, can it?
We wouldn’t drink less just because her top shows less,
We’d still get Tanked even if her face looked Pranked…
And I came in just for the Wings!
Not cuz I wanna add Breasts.

Now I’m not Sayin’ I won’t look —
Just That Food was all it took.

Wish I could say this was just for overnight sensations
With misguided hopes of undercover relations,
But it seems the same applies to every field of taxations —
Sometimes even more than gigs without Taxation…
A degree might not be enough if you want to be on top,
Sometimes it takes being on bottom to be directed to the top…
Seems I can’t find a woman in a suit that I don’t want to tear out of —
You should be able to be a little overweight and still Wait,
Still expect a lot of tips without being granted tits…
And be a little full and still have some pull…
Excuse Me. Can I please get a casual face?
Or see someone get hired without an ass like a vase?
Well all the “real” women now are probably sitting behind desks:
If she’s only taking calls then we can pretend it’s Jessica Hall.
And right when they find their sanctuary —
They’re bumped for a hot new secretary.

I tell you if Jill Scott and Kelly Price can sell as modeled,
Then you gotta figure if they had a slimmer figure
They’d be making over Eight Figures.
They may be lucky they even got in, because someone surely said to them,
“You’re too big to Fit In.”
Every day a deserving Executive is turned into a Fry Lady,
If you got a Hatchet-Face then they make you a Crybaby.
The Fairer Sex has been treated Way too Wrong,
Debarred from Equal Opportunity against
Their Own too Long,
It’s gonna take a Strong Man
To come and
Right this Wrong,
Or a Natural Woman like Aretha
To sing a Shaping Song…
Until then I’ll take my service to whoever fills my needs,
That doesn’t change if she’s a Sprig or she has Double-Ds…
And I don’t tip for the cleavage — I’ll tip for the
Deeds —
You shouldn’t have to hit your knees to hear a simple, “Yes, Please.”

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University of Minnesota Duluth Poem

From Alma Mater: Vol. 1: The Midwest
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*UMD*

This world is not a place of those who can and those who can’t,
It is a world of those who can and those who won’t,
Shannon & Her Teams prove to those who say that women can’t:
That this world is about those who believe and those who don’t.
Bulldog Women’s Hockey won the first National Championship
Through Miller’s Belief with leadership from Maria and crew,
The Men’s National Champions of 2011 helped guide the ship,
Along with Five Women’s Titles to prove we’re the “those” that do.
Hark! The Duluth Bulldogs have earned a prideful bark!
Along with the pleasure of enjoying the Duluth Nightlife,
Countless bars and pubs then tomorrow to Canal Park,
At Duluth South Breakwater Inner Light.
Breathe the natural beauty of Lake Superior and waterfront,
Carry on like the S.S. William A. Irvin,
Our Drive is for Discovery and there are Bulldogs up front,
When in misty turbulence, stay the course & keep swervin’.
The Duluth Bulldogs are roused by the life our waters arouse,
Those who can: guide themselves and sails of others,
And those who can: adjust the world’s mapped routes…
Causing the waters
to shed from others.

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Uhhh…

From Art of Mind II: All In

*Uhhh…*

Angry Boss: “I don’t pay you to think!”
Employee: “Uhhh…I thought you did…”

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