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MIXED BINDER, ARTICLES AND POEMS
Item 1562
BINDER - 'NEW STUFF FOLDER'
In one sentence: Tom's 'New Stuff Folder' binder with a handwritten contents index, his articles, a script, new poems and handwritten lyrics signed Brian Rainstorm, written by 2024.
Item type
MIXED BINDER, ARTICLES AND POEMS
UNPUBLISHED
Tom's clear-front presentation binder NEW STUFF FOLDER, with his handwritten contents index on the cover sheet and printed sections of his articles, baseball and basketball writing, a San Francisco business plan, favorite quotes, pick-up lines, a script and new poems, plus handwritten lyrics signed with his pen name Brian Rainstorm.
Why it matters
Tom's NEW STUFF FOLDER binder with his handwritten contents index: his articles since 2015, a 13-page script, a San Francisco business plan, favorite quotes, music influences and new poems and handwritten lyrics signed with his pen name Brian Rainstorm - the whole writer in one binder, songs and poems next to the prose.
Type
Binder
Collection
Tom's binders ; Brian Rainstorm (pen name) ; Writings (non-lyric) ; Articles ; Scripts ; New poems ; Music influences ; Society
Published in
PREVIOUSLY UNPUBLISHEDSearched against the 34 albums, every book and Poems By Tom - found in none of them
Age when written
written by age 46 at the latestbest guess - not yet proved: its words are in 31 Albums, November 28, 2024 - the sheet itself may be older
On the site
Tom's Story: 2024
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The words on this page
[Handwritten cover sheet on lined paper under the binder's clear front:]
NEW STUFF FOLDER
ARTICLES 168 Pages
Baseball 40 Pages
Basketball 23 Pages
Huey Long 10 Pages
New Economy 15 Pages
SF Business Plan 8 Pages
MY Favorite Quotes 13 Pages
Cheesy Pick-Up lines 8 Pages
Movie List 7 Pages
My Musical Influences 4 Pages
New Poems 30 Pages
Brian Rainstorm Quotage
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[Handwritten headings on the first page of each printed section:]
ARTICLES since Jan. 2015
New Poems
Huey Long
New economy
SF Business Plan
MY FAV. Quotes
Pick-up lines
good movies
Music Influences
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[Handwritten lyric sheet on yellow lined paper, picture 26:]
PERFECT by Brian Rainstorm
Eyes are watching but they can't see me
What [inserted above: be the] tragic people long to be me
Don't know why that is
Don't wanna play into the hysteria...
That's why I always try to break out
Believe there's another way [inserted: to live] than they're telling ya-

Am I among the few?
Many would have you believe so
What does your neighbor say?
Why don't you go knocking on his door?
Alas, he moved [inserted: real far] away long ago
Set out searching though he declined to define
What he was looking for...

Just said he'd know it when he see it
In his bestest [inserted: version of] broken English
Kinda like now, I've grown to under stand it
You say screw it, I'll just do it, [crossed out: go out without a] [inserted: doesn't have to be the p...] [the line runs off the right edge of the photo]

For there ain't no perfect plan, man...
You just gotta [crossed out] [inserted: start by] moving
If you wanna get into [inserted: the] or [inserted: outtava] [crossed out] jam
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[Handwritten lyric sheet on yellow lined paper, picture 27:]
A Little Closer by Brian Rainstorm
[crossed out] Them Santa Anna winds
been blowing around again
Only this time
a little earlier than before

If it's anything like the last go round
Then I'd call this here a 'skippin town'
And I'd suggest it's best to either bunker down
Or gather everything you own that ain't nailed to the ground

And catch the next train
[crossed out] back to where you came
Start over a little closer
To where you first began...
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[Printed sections - brianrainstorm.com website printouts dated 2014 to 2017, signed Brian Rainstorm in type, not typed out here: ARTICLES, dated essays (11/11/2014 WE ARE ALL FLAWED, 12/19/2014 PARALYSIS BY CHOICE, 1/6/2015 OPEN LETTER with a GOALS LIST FOR 2015, 1/7 DON'T SLEIGH YOUR EGO, 1/8/2015 I GOT A TIP FOR YA); a 13-page script (SCENE ONE, Setting: Office Room; my-life-as-a-movie.php, 1/12/2017); New Poems - FRESH OFF THE PRESSES!, 28 pages, 6/13/2015 (SECOND CLASS, CAMPING, SIDEWALK FLOWERS, ADDITION BY SUBTRACTION, TO PUT IT BLUNTLY, DISTRACTIONS and more); Huey Long - CRACKERS, 10 pages, 6/16/2015; New Economy - LET'S GET CREATIVE!, 15 pages, 6/16/2015; SAN FRANCISCO BUSINESS PLAN, 8 pages, 6/13/2015; 150 OF MY FAVORITE QUOTES - THE GRAVY, 13 pages, 6/13/2015 (other people's words); CHEESY PICK-UP LINES - THE CHEESE / LOVE MACHINE, 8 pages, 6/13/2015; BUTTER - good movies, 7 pages; R-E-S-P-E-C-T music influences - DESSERT, 4 pages; WARNING! OUTRAGEOUS THOUGHTS - POTATOES, sayings by Brian Rainstorm, 36 pages, 6/20/2015. The Baseball and Basketball sections named on the cover index are not in the 65 photos.]
TYPED FINISHED SONGS MANUSCRIPT PAGES
Item 1594
Red-Circled Typed Lyric Pages And Poetry Competition Entry
In one sentence: A large set of Tom's three-hole-punched typed lyric pages, each numbered in a red marker circle with his notes, kept with his typed poetry competition entry letter.
Item type
TYPED FINISHED SONGS MANUSCRIPT PAGES
PUBLISHED
Where it lives
34 ALBUMS
A large set of Tom's loose, three-hole-punched typed lyric and poem pages, each numbered in a red marker circle, with his handwritten notes on songs such as EXIT THE SANDMAN, kept with a printed book ONLY THE BEST and with his typed Poetry Competition entry letter to 'Professors and poetry admirers'.
Why it matters
A large set of Tom's typed lyric and poem pages, each numbered in a red circle with his notes (Exit The Sandman, Daddy Taught Me, A Perfect World, Ode To Corey and more), with the letter he wrote entering his poems in a poetry competition - the songs as he sorted them, and the poet putting them in front of judges.draft - not yet proved
Type
Typed lyric sheet
Collection
First drafts ; Typed lyric sheets ; 34 Albums ; Poetry competitions ; Love Not Meant To Be ; State Of The World ; Miscellaneousdraft - not yet provedthe old category list says: LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE ; MISCELLANEOUS ; STATE OF THE WORLD (not checked by Tom)
Published in
A bundle of many separate typed poems and songs, published piece by piece - each album and book below holds some of its pages, none holds the whole bundle:
IN 34 ALBUMSsome pages only (for example the song DADDY TAUGHT ME)
IN A BOOKPoems By Tom (2007)
Finished Song Lyrics (2011)
Chomskian Poems (2011)
Tom's Anthology, September 18, 2011
Tom's Anthology, July 25, 2012
180 Good Poems (2012)
The November 2012 Anthology (2012) (unverified)
200 Poems Waiting For Music (2013)
Tom Jensen Poem Anthology (2013)
Brian Rainstorm: Poetry Not Dead (2014)
Brian Rainstorm Song Lyric Book (2014)
Only The Best (2018)
Tom Jensen Lyrics (2019)
A Lifetime Of Rhyme (2020)
The November 2024 Collection (2024)
Revised 31 Albums With Index (2024)
34 Albums, Books 1 and 2 (2026)
Age when written
not dated yeta bundle of many pieces, so there is no one date for the card: the competition letter says Tom was 21 when he wrote it (no year given); the EXIT THE SANDMAN page is marked (c) Tom Jensen 2006; LAND OF COAL is first in a book in Tom's Anthology, September 18, 2011 (age 33); one page reads R.I.P. Lou Reed, so that page is from October 2013 or later (from the transcription, not seen on a photo by the checker); the printed book Only The Best (2018) is kept with the bundle
On the site
Tom's Story: no date found yet
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The words on this page
A large spread of numbered typed lyric/poem pages, pages numbered in red circles (1, 9, 14, 18, 30, 31, 33, 36, 38, 44, 49, 53, 55, 66, 70, 72, 75, 77, 81, 83, 84, and others). Titles and opening lines legible include: 'NO COMPLAINTS' - I've got something on my mind so I better just say it / I hear the music in my heart but I just can't play it / I feel good inside but I don't mind when people cry...; 'HAVE A DRINK' - I don't have a drinking problem / I've got a drinking solution / I live in a word / With so much pollution; 'TOM'S PSALM' - If you believe in lies / Then your hands are tied / Self-crucified / You are still chained; 'LOOKING FOR LOVE IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES' - I've been looking for love in all the wrong places / Disregarding hearts of gold for pretty faces / By the wicked I get scorned / Left broken, bleeding and torn / One morning without warning / I get served, kicked to the curb / Still my fate may be deserved / I need to teach my eyes to look down deep inside; 'LET ME LIVE THE DREAM' - I woke up / My mind was...; 'DISCIPLE OF DIRT' - Just what will break the spell? / So many claim to know / Yet so few tell / Why is it so? / Maybe it's just as well; 'DAYLIGHT AGAIN' - Daylight..., Come..., My o..., That...; 'EXIT THE SANDMAN' with handwritten bridge additions in marker: 'Exit the sandman - sandman, sandman / Why not see it from the other side - other side, other side / Doin' the best I can, man - can, man / And that ain't no lie - ain't no lie, ain't no lie (fade out)' signed '(c) Tom Jensen 2006'; 'PICTURE SOMETHING NICE' - Homeless man in the alley / He's paying his dues / While he was sleeping / The children took his shoes // When he wakes up / He looks so confused / His pride is hurt / What's left of his ego is bruised // Hour to hour / Day to day / The faces change / But the story's the same // You live it, you breathe it / You hear it, you see it / You learn to accept it / And soon you expect it // Just as the sun rises / Just as the moon shines bright / There's no need to worry / You're doing all right // Don't pay attention / Just walk on by / Picture something nice / Don't you bat an eye // It's not your problem / Someone else will solve it / It's not your problem / Someone else will fix it / I'll worry about the way it ought to be / It's not your problem / So go on and make your exit // You think that you are perfect / In everything you say / In everything you do; 'FOUR WARS' - Struggling to believe in the unbelievable / Attempting to achieve the unachievable / Striving to conceive the unconceivable / Trying to perceive the unperceivable; 'HURTING HER KNEES AND PRIDE' - My girlfriend's house...her parents are home / So we're never alone / They don't like me much...so she's looking so fine / They don't like me...and she's mine / I'm sitting on the sofa...don't they know / We've been dating so long...don't they know / They think she's so pure...and that she can wear white / They think she's so...a parent's delight; 'BOO HOO HOO' - You said you'd had enough of this...bag of shit / You've got to give it up and you got to give it up quick / You said that you never believed that it would come to this / Giving up what you need...could you ever picture it? / Nah, I don't think you could never picture it; 'AN EX-POEM' - When someone says your name I duck / Because now I'm careful of whom I trust / Sometimes in love you really get fucked / Sometimes a smiling face turns into disgust // Second chances...you got them / ...you hit rock bottom; 'OASIS' - Can you feel a dark entity / Clutching a hold of your sanity / All in the name of vanity / Creating such a calamity / Within you and all of your family / And all the things you love / Chasing the mirage of an oasis / A paradi(se)...; 'SMELL THE FLOWERS II' - Oh Claridalia stop and smell the flowers / Time is so precious after it is gone / So why not admire the road you are on? / Why not stop and smell a rose? / Before you walk along / (repeats similar verse) Take a minute for yourself / Instead of giving it to someone else; 'SHE' - She was barefoot and pregnant / And now she regrets it; 'SECOND DATE' - Sitting here surrounded by... / Yet I am all by myself / The sky is clear / Clouds...there's hardly an...; 'CLINICAL DEPRESSION' (title only visible); 'RAINBOWS OR WATERFALLS' - Will it be rainbows or waterfalls? / I feel one begins where the other will fall / Only one can come or else I'll lose them all / I don't mind when it's raining / I don't mind when the conversation has...; 'RUMORS FROM HEAVEN' - Now that there's rock n' roll in heaven / Everyone enjoys the hymns / Is getting everybody in; 'KNOWING THE KNOW' - I don't try to teach / I don't try to preach / That's not the way / That people get reached / When I speak; 'DADDY TAUGHT ME' - Then I was little my daddy dressed me in white / He said so he could lead me through darkness and into the light; a page titled with partial words '...ZERO'; 'GATHERING THE STORM' (partial); and a final untitled closing page: 'If you don't believe then you will never bleed / If your heart's cut through it's not even black and blue / Without a change in form you've wasted being born / You must break from safety if you seek to weather any storm' with additional verses about typhoons, mountains, and a ship with hands on deck. A handwritten note on lined paper reads 'Some type of red circled collection', and another red-marker note reads 'Must be secure financially letting this before ex...' and 'Left out of Finished' / 'Not in...' annotations marking pages included or excluded from a final collection.

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It was a rainy day
Not unlike today
Do do do

I was by myself
But she was on her way / But he was on his way {struck: (if you a girl or, umm...you know...)}
Do do do

It was the month of March
But felt more like April than May
Do do do

I was in my happy place
As if I had to say
Do do do

This is the song
Whose melody can be repeated when needed
You don't even need words
Words just describe pictures to the state of the mind

This is the song
That everyone can sing
The poorest of paupers
The richest of kings

This is the song
That's one big fairytale
But only if you want it to be

This is the song
That when we all sing along
Turns out to be come reality

This is the song
That everyone can agree on
This is the song
That can save the world

This is the song
Whose melody can be
hummed in defeat or
an all out retreat
offering a calming
peace
During troubling times

This the song
That everyone
can depend {struck: agree} on
This is the song
We {struck: [?]} sing {struck: [?]} when we were young
way back when with
All the other boys and girls

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SABOTEUR by Tom Jensen
I'm a self-saboteur
One who locks his own doors
From inside a cage
Confined by my rage

Which is violently contained
Within every breath I breathe
That's just dying to escape
Like drops of blood waiting to bleed
Looking towards me Now to be freed
Once {struck: Now} that its planted the seed

For It's written all over my face
You don't wanna f*ck with me
One who has yet to find his place
Be it through triumph or tragedy

These self-imposed limitations
Keep on defining my creation
Brain chained to the wall
Where I can't stand
And {struck: [?]} I can't fall
I can't do {struck: nothing} anything at all

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printed

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COME FOR A RIDE

Hey baby, come for a ride and I'll take you home
But then I'll have to leave you on your own
I can never be the one for you
[?] somewhere you'll see it too
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CALL IT FATE
Birds circle around your home
One more time why won't they leave you alone
[?] from side to side
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[?] COMPLAINTS
[?] so I better just say it
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(UN) CLIMBING THE LADDER

You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love with a fool's paradise
[?] better think twice
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CRYSTAL BALL
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ALCOHOL

I am a victim, though I feel lik[?]
You make me feel lik[?]
All this you [?]
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A LITTLE CLOSER by Tom Jensen
Them Santa Anna Winds
Been blowing around again
Only this time
A little earlier than before

If it's anything like the last go round
Then I'd call this here a "skippin' town"
And I'd suggest it's best
To either bunker down
Or gather everything you own
That ain't nailed to the ground

Catch the next train
Back to where you came
Start over a little closer
To where you first began...
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BAD MATCH by Tom Jensen
I've been waiting here for the phone to rin[g]
For this next call will change everything

Maybe not who I am
But surely where I'll go
And perhaps whom I'll be with
Oh...sometimes the clock's hand[s]
Move soooo soooo slow...

I wish that I could speed up t[?]
I wish that I could read your[?]
I wish that I could read yo[?]
I wish that I didn't have to[?]

I been tappin' into my[?]
I thought I lost my wa[?]
Got scared for a se[?]
But then I felt oka[?]

Because I ain't[?]
The type that [?]
That's heave[?]
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CALL IT FATE By Tom Jensen
Birds circle around your home
Say it one more time...
Why won't they leave you alone?
They flap their wings from side to side
But from Mother Nature no man can hide
Being punished for crimes --
Well, that may be
For crimes against humanity
Just when you thought
There was no one to see
Now you look at your life
And who is to blame?
You can call it fate
You can call it a sha[?]

As your famil[?]
"You're in[?]
You c[?]
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I AM By Tom Jensen
I am to their God
What the Beatles were to Jesus
Independent thought
Is the only thing that frees us

Even chained to a cross
I claim that you
Can still get lost
But not everyone believes this

Noah floated in a flood
And the reason was all becaus[e]
Humans are just like
Viruses and dise[?]

Just [?]
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LAND OF COAL by Tom Jensen
Some say these are the best years of my life
So I ask why they're so full of unsettlement and strife
So busy working my fingers down to the bone
That so tired I am I only sleep when I get home

Been like this for years it seems one day repeats i[?]
Over and over again so much so that I begin to d[?]
This monotonous circle, so on and on this hero'[?]
Leading my way through the wilderness filled [?]

Following a light, my guide
That not everyone possesses the courage[?]
But why is it that even in the daylight
Some things can make you think you're[?]

Feel so bloody [?]
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LITTLE BREAK By T[om Jensen]
It's your own tragi[?]
If you let a singl[?]
Get your whol[?]
Like you thr[?]

Becaus[?]
Oh h[?]
Th[?]
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[?] the day I know I never will
No, I never got the chance
To tell him how much he meant to me
The time for that chat is waiting still

(R.I.P. Lou Reed)
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POETRY COMPETITION

Tom Jensen
[number removed]
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Dear Professors and poetry admirers,
My name is Tom Jensen and my telephone number is [number removed]. You can reach me by email at [email removed]. This is not an official portfolio or anything like that...just some things I pulled off from my greatest hits collection. I'm a 21year old night student at Salem State College. I'm a Communications major with a journalism concentration and an English minor. I discovered I loved writing songs and poems about two years ago and now I consider it an obsession. I work full time during the day and go to school at night so I don't have as much time for poetry as I'd like. I still squeeze it in and make sure I write or try to write everyday. I got a 3.85 GPA last semester so there's not a whole lotta extra room in my life. Hopefully someday I will be able to make a living of it but for now I try to keep it as big a part of my life as possible.
I have lived quite a lot during my 21 years and I feel that I have a lot to offer the world and my poetry is my way of capturing certain feelings I have and also certain parts of my life. I think it is amazing to look back at my poetry and see how it generally coincides with my lifestyle at which I wrote it. I was once a fat loser with no self-esteem. I then entered in with the wrong crowd and started smoking cigarettes and drinking and all that. I found a social role but it was not what I wanted as an image. I quite smoking cigarettes and played sports later in high school and trimmed down from 218 to 174 and I found myself. My social life was booming and I was very happy. My grades suffered and I graduated high school with a 2.00GPA. I went to college and had no interest in grades only the parties.
Soon I got to be a popular guy and hit the real hard drugs and found myself in some absolutely ridiculous places. I was working and not going to school and kept digging a deeper hole for myself. After a year off from school I ended up coming to night school here at Salem State College and my daddy said that if I didn't get good grades this time then he would never pay for school again. I was still partying real hard but I dedicated myself to school first and foremost. I also started writing poetry on the side. My grades went from all F's to A's and B's and my new life was forming. I kept up partying for the next year but gave it up about a year ago.
Presently, I work about thirty hours a week, take four classes at night and spend the weekends with my girlfriend. All the time that is left in between is spent on either homework or poetry. My schedule is fast and furious and a lot of things that I want to do are left behind but I've found that poetry is first even above my 3.75 GPA. I consider myself a poet first and foremost. I am a writer, period...it is what I do and what I identify myself with. I write for love, not money. Poetry frees me from the strenuous world of routine and rules. When I write I am free to write however I want and whatever I want to write about. I vent my many frustrations through the pen and not violence. Passing thoughts that would otherwise be forgotten like yesterday's news is forever remembered on paper. When I die there will be some cool stuff for the eulogy, too.
Anyway, when I saw the posting for this poetry festival I decided to submit some of my work. I'm the not so typical story of the kid who had a world of potential at his finger tips and almost let it slip away to bad choices.....but he didn't. The belief that I will be great someday is firmly etched in my mind (you need something to keep you going) and it is a dream I will carry with my 'til fame or death - whatever comes first. I am looking to take the next step with my work (I have about 150 ideas and finished/unfinished pieces) and would considerate an honor to represent this college and offer a greater audience a glimpse into my world and hopefully {struck: intern} enter in there own as well.
I will provide a little incite about the poems I have submitted and anything that I would want the reader to know (though any college professor would no doubt figure out my intentions):
DADDY TAUGHT ME - this piece is written from a young child's perspective. The little boy is raised by KKK members and he sees all of the ceremonies and racism that are included with this group's activity as a harmless game and he doesn't realize what is really going on. My intent is to show how racism is taught to innocent children and instilled upon the following generations therefor it will never die. My opinion is that children should be removed from the homes of these people but I leave that up to the reader.
A COP ASKED THE WITNESSES - based on a true story a couple of years ago where a young girl stole a car and was driving on Thanksgiving through Boston when she ran up on the curb. On the curb was a family. The father died pushing his daughter towards safety. I believe the daughter lived but the family was never to be the same. The girl who was driving fled on foot. Sad, sad, sad stuff. This is a plea for the girl to give herself in to the police.
A PERFECT WORLD - In a world full of competition between everything you could ever possibly think of it is hard to find some piece and quiet. We are conditioned to work our fingers to the bone and "be better" than everyone else but is this really the answer? Everyone is so caught up in their life they lose track of what is truly important. I'm trying to plant my seed and condition people to not think so shortsightedly. Is this really a perfect world???
DEAD END - sucked up in a world of drugs (cocaine to be exact). This was written as a warning to myself. The girl is fictitious but she represents me. I was at a time in my life where I could have gone either way- either like the girl who dies or like the narrator who has overcome it and warns her of the road ahead. Luckily, I am the narrator. But it wasn't easy!
ODE TO COREY (A FALLEN HERO) - another true story that is pretty self-explanatory. All that needs to be said is that the good die young and the older you get doesn't necessarily mean that you'll get better. He was found very close to his house in a shallow stream.

Point of note: I generally attempt to persuade people to do good things and act in better ways. The more familiar you are with my work then the more you will know this. I have only swore twice in all my pieces and firmly believe that if people read my stuff then they will be better. Let me know what you think??? If I am one of the final participants you have narrowed down your choices to I would be more than happy to show you more of my work (I even have love stuff).

Thank you for taking tome to read my poetry and I hope you are better for it

Sincerely,
Tom Jensen (signature)
Tom Jensen
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Tom Jensen
DADDY TAUGHT ME

When I was little my daddy dressed me in white
He said so he could lead me through darkness and into the light

Mama washed my clothes nearly every day
For I'd get them dirty whenever I'd play
She told me that if it wasn't white then it wasn't good
If the whether got chilly she'd pull up my hood

Mama told me of Jesus and God and of Heaven divine
I asked if I'd go there and she said I'd be fine
She said I was pure and that God made me of snow
And that angels would follow me wherever I'd go

I couldn't wait to see God and tell him what's on my mind
I even tried praying a couple of times
But church was much different from what I though it would be
We'd have mass outside and we'd light a big "T"
Life was so fun when we'd march in parades
Then we'd set fire to see crosses we made

I loved the holidays - they'd fill me with cheer
We loved Halloween so much we had it twenty times a year
For some reason I was always a ghost
Must be what my mama liked most
Funny how no one ever got scared even when I was trying
Oh, there was that one - the little brown girl who was crying
I'm not even sure why she had tears in her eyes
I really scared her good - I must have caught her by surprise

I can't wait to get older and be a daddy some day
I'll teach this game to my kids and the whole family will play
When I get older I'll be the best daddy I can be
I just hope I teach my kids as well as daddy taught me
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Tom Jensen
A COP ASKED THE WITNESSES

A cop asked the witnesses did you see the driver of the car
The witnesses responded she couldn't have gone that far
It's amazing where fate'll bring you - all the way to a cell
It's amazing where fate'll bring you down to the depths of hell
The night was dark and dreary; the rain was pouring down
The faces of the happy were quickly turned to frowns
November twenty-fifth and there's not much thanks to give
It's hard to be rejoiceful when daddy didn't live

A cop asked the witnesses did you see the driver of the car
The witnesses responded she couldn't have gone that far
Mommy ran into a restaurant screaming someone hurt my love
Mommy showed the owner the broken wings of her dove
Two lives were almost taken as soon as they begun
A two year old child and the young driver on the run
People dressed in black now put flowers on his grave
Daddy died a great hero and his little girl he did save
A father's life is over and a family torn apart
A mother's constant weeping and a child's bleeding heart

A cop asked the witnesses did you see the driver of the car
The witnesses responded she couldn't have gone that far
There's fresh blood on the sidewalk and tears fallen to the ground
Flowers on a gravestone and a deeply saddened town
About the girl on the run are you sorry for your sin?
Your only chance at heaven is turning yourself in
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Tom Jensen
A PERFECT WORLD

The whole world's a fight I can't get no peace
My mind gets disrupted when it's at ease
Watching the sunrise is a long forgotten art
Feet so busy walking separate from the heart
When was the last time you noticed the moon?
I'm surprised you've forgotten so soon
There's so much more than what you've been told
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

This set pattern you follow is just one of their lies
A world lacking communion, only me's and I's
Through competition our brotherhood has been broken
As no one's acknowledged these words that I've spoken
Everything, even people, filed by order and rank
Number one built the Titanic yet down it sank
There's still time left to return these ideas you've been sold
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

Some say if winning isn't everything than why keep score?
Those same people send other mother's sons to war
I could be like you or maybe someone else
One step towards them and one away from myself
Sometimes they see me and ask me "How I feel?"
I respond "A hamster on a hamster's wheel"
If you feel trapped like a rat in this world so cold
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

I'll keep on fighting no matter what's in store
But at least I'll know what I'm fighting for
My own little peace and quiet in this world so vast
This world makes me dizzy because it's moving to fast
Round and round they go as they spin their wheels
Trying hard to keep their poker face on when the dealer deals
Stop going for broke when you'll win if you hold
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

The brokers in the suits and ties walking down Wall Street
The ones with the diamond watches and their hair so neat
They get so stressed out playing all their Wall Street games
They get home and yell at their wives and forget their own kid's names
All for the love of money and nothing more
If they call that rich then you can call me poor
If they tell you the lie 'all that glitters is gold'
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

As I climb up the mountains or float over the sea
I find myself alone and contented and alive and free
No need to look at my watch or punch a clock
And I notice my feet when I go for a walk
It could be like this if enough people believe
Just as the wind blows a flower, I'm planting my seed
The time has come for us to break the mold
Rise up in rebellion, could we be so bold?
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Tom Jensen
DEAD END

I know who you are and who you want to be
I know you're entrapped and you want to be free
You can't put off until tomorrow what needs to be done today
We've had this talk so many times before there's not much more I can say

When the days become years you'll know that its true
You'll look back and say why didn't I listen to you?
If it don't happen soon you'll never see me around
The reason I've gone is you've been bringing me down

I've been down that road let me tell you my friend
That sooner or later you'd see a dead end
The road will deceive you with its ups and its downs
It is hard to find direction with your head spinning round

You're flying so high in the sky with heaven so near
Feeling your heart beat with heaven so near
Even when you gaze down you feel no fear
You'll need a parachute to come back down my dear

Come on my darling its time to turn the page
The only way you're not dying is from old age
Please stop now 'cause I just can't wait
You're all grown up it's time to get things straight

I've been down that road let me tell you my friend
That sooner or later you'll see a dead end
The road will deceive you with its ups and its downs
You gotta get it together turn your life around

Two years later - I'd hope to see you again
But I couldn't make it so flowers I'll send
I tried to convince you but you wouldn't bend
So sorry for you now you'll never mend

I've been down that road I told you my friend
But sooner not later you saw the dead end
The road has deceived you with its ups and its downs
Its just so sad I'll never see you around
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Tom Jensen
ODE TO COREY (A FALLEN HERO)

This is a story about a boy who's dog ran away
Who, during a snow storm, went out to play
Corey set out to find a loved one - no matter what the cost
But as the dog came home the little boy became lost
When you're a fourth grader finding a dog is no easy task
Should you risk your life for a pet? It depends on who you ask
The fact that Corey said yes should come as no surprise
He loved that dog to pieces you could see it in his eyes
Little Corey was a hero so he set out through the snow
It saddens my heart deeply to tell his tale of woe
What a brave little soul, right up until the end
What a brave little soul to go search for his friend
A little bit of inspiration is what he left behind
He listened to his heart, paid no attention to his mind
And right before he left our world with the situation oh so grim
The last thought that filled his head - his dog would do the same for him
The saddest of it all and the reason why we cried
If not for the heart of an angel he never would have died
When you think of him in memory try to wipe away your tears
And remember him for what he was which is wise beyond his years
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