## Daryl's Poetry

#### Here are the poems by Daryl Westfall, my favourite BBS poet. Thanks to Rod Williams for these poems, which are all out of his Apollo log files. There should be more to come, when he sends me more disks to convert. It would be great if Daryl wrote an introduction for this space, wouldn't it?

    Message: 1040
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: Ode To Blue Cheese
    Date: 10/08/88  Time: 01:08:04

    Nasty, putrid
    Growing fuzz
    Take a whiff
    And get a buzz
    Month-old blu cheez
    On my plate
    Getting older
    Looking great!
    Shall I eat it?
    Should I wait?
    Shall my cheez
    Decay on plate?
    I am such a
    Righteous dood
    I've got rotten
    Blu cheez food.
    Message: 1044

    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: Ode To Bananas
    Date: 10/09/88  Time: 10:32:25

    They don't have bones
    As we all know
    And grow in the tropics
    Where de big wind blow
    They're big and yellow
    And sure to please
    Just don't leave them
    Next to the old blu cheez.

    Message: 1049
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: Cabbage Heads
    Date: 10/10/88  Time: 23:49:36

    Cabbage Heads, Cabbage Heads
    All in a row
    Watch them rot in a vacant lot
    and kick them with your toe
    Throw them up against the wall
    And watch them bounce around
    Dress them up in formal tux
    And let them paint the town
    Cabbage Heads, cabbage heads
    Never get a date
    They just sell insurance
    And always get in late.

    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: New Poem
    Date: 08/08/88  Time: 00:19:11

    Ending the reign of darkness
    Lodged deep within my soul,
    Visions of bright light fill me
    Innocence returns, and I am happy
    Silently I smile to myself.

    Longing no more
    I have everything I could want
    Vitality, humor, and strength
    Ending my silence, I grab my rhinestone jacket, Blue
    Suede shoes, and sing my song.

    Message: 2115
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Cosmos-Chatter
    Subject: (see below)
    Date: 10/10/88  Time: 23:58:04

    "Industrial Funkadelic Sludge"

    My sister has just one buttock
    And lives in someplace Greek
    She tattooed rainbows on her nose
    And dates a fucking geek
    I walk around in Polyester
    Whistling the news
    My father sits on flaming spears
    And downs a couple brews
    I don't know where my mother is
    We lost her years from now
    She'll probably return last week
    But I don't quite know how
    I dance around industrial waste
    In the flatulent breeze
    Some say a rose would smell as sweet
    I think I'll belch at trees.

    Message: 1070
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: Heidi
    Date: 10/14/88  Time: 01:23:28

    I'm sorry I was drunk
    And I really wish
    I could have shown you
    How much I care
    But in a way
    I'm glad I didn't
    Though the desire is still strong
    I wish I could have made love to you
    But I'm glad I didn't.

    Message: 961
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: David
    Date: 08/18/88  Time: 12:01:27

    Silly boy, there you go again
    Amusing me always in your quest
    To find hidden meanings in my poems.
    As I said before, I tell everything,
    Nothing is hidden.

    Message: 2001
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Poetry
    Subject: Oneinthemorning
    Date: 12/12/88  Time: 08:56:27

    I sit alone
    Thinking
    She lays alone
    Dreaming
    I think to myself
    Is this what I want?
    Am I happy?
    She dreams
    Of handsome knights
    And dashing gentlemen
    I look down
    From my chair
    And sigh
    She turns over
    In her bed
    And sighs
    And then I wonder
    Just who is dreaming?

    Message: 2123
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Cosmos-Chatter
    Subject: Holiday In Toronto
    Date: 10/11/88  Time: 22:31:52

    No holiday in Toronto
    No holiday for me
    Let's get out of here pronto
    And throw away the key
    Toronto makes me want to belch
    At foreign diplomats
    It's the place I wish to squelch
    Or infestate with rats
    I guess my irk is obvious
    It's all quite plain to see
    I'll never go Toronto
    Let Toronto come to me.

    Message: 1054
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: Reggae
    Date: 10/11/88  Time: 22:38:29

    Me no go Toronto
    Man dat place be not for me
    Me no go Toronto
    Dat be de place I never see

    Message: 918
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Chit-Chat
    Subject: Poetry
    Date: 07/28/88  Time: 23:35:57

    Joy, even in the saddest moments
    And a sense of calm even in
    Moments of chaos...
    Every man desires these qualities,
    Some even search to the ends of the Earth.

    To smile in the face of sorrow
    And to laugh in the face of pain
    Revel in the spoils of victory
    And to lose honorably
    Never to speak a harsh word or
    To judge another without judging yourself
    Old world values are sometimes the best.

    If you have all of these qualities,
    Surely you are a man of the world.

    And all of your dreams should be within your reach.

    Find yourself, find the person inside
    And help that person to grow, and to flourish
    Gather the seeds of happiness and plant them generously.

                               - D. Westfall

    Message: 2024
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Music
    Subject: music
    Date: 12/22/88  Time: 11:26:47

    CHRISTMAS IN BIZARRO LAND
    (Lyrics By Daryl Westfall)
    (Performed By Happy Bob & The Dorks)

    It's Christmas
    In Bizarro Land
    Little Bobby
    Ain't gettin' nothin'
    Little Bobby
    Was a bad little boy
    So they're cutting his hands off
    To give to science
    IT'S A BIZARRO LAND CHRISTMAS!
    IT'S A BIZARRO LAND CHRISTMAS!
    SANTA'S RIDING A FROG!
    DAD IS EATING FLIES AND SMOKING
    YULE LOGS!
    Little Bobby
    Is so happy
    In Bizarro Land
    Christmas is
    BLEAK! SAD! AWFUL! MISERABLE! TERRIBLE!
    HE AIN'T GETTIN' NOTHIN! AND HE'S HAPPY!
    Bizarro land Christmas
    Is so sad
    Little Bobby
    KILLED HIS DAD!
    MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM BIZARRO LAND!

    (c)1988 Applause Music/Electronic Publ., Ltd. All Rights Reserved

    Message: 956
    Author: $ Daryl Westfall
    Category: Poetry
    Subject: She
    Date: 08/17/88  Time: 22:57:49

    Sometimes she makes me want to
    Take a leap from the balcony
    And leave my fragile body
    At the mercy of the concrete below.