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Troublesome: I'm Not a Bomb
Troublesome: I'm Not a Bomb
Troublesome: I'm Not a Bomb
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Troublesome: I'm Not a Bomb

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Troublesome is intended now, to be the last book written by Goosepunk. After all, it’s been an exciting 15 or 20 years. There’s some poetry, some prose and a short story or two. Perfect for your in flight entertainment. Do enjoy this, there may not be another like it in your lifetime
LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris US
Release dateFeb 24, 2023
ISBN9781669865131
Troublesome: I'm Not a Bomb
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Goosepunk A Sex Pistol

Goosepunk is a multi talented author who can also paint and write music. In this book you’ll find some of his favorite tales. Truth is the best way to write because since it’s true, the reader has less of a difficulty comprehending the material. Goosepunk has always had a hard time following all the imaginary stuff you find in the library. Every now and then he finds a book he likes written by one of a handful of authors he’s come to enjoy. Remember, “A handful of love is better than no love at all”. And that’s all you need to know.

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    Troublesome - Goosepunk A Sex Pistol

    Copyright © 2023 by Goosepunk A Sex Pistol.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Getty Images are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

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    Rev. date: 02/24/2023

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    CONTENTS

    Part One

    The Straw that made the Horses Snack

    Dogs Can’t Eat Chicken

    LWC

    N o Nazi’s! No Room For an E

    Scare Tactics

    Tulip Festival

    I Slept Outside in Downtown LA

    Opression to Combat Evolution

    Ollie every Day

    Rain or Reign?

    The Democrat and the Kung Flu

    Churches Hold Resentment

    Irony

    A Puppy Dog Tale

    Grow a spine Right? Ode to Southern CA

    Part Two

    Elected to Dictate

    Punk Shows

    The Nazi Next Door

    Hearing voices

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    Part One

    The Straw that made the Horses Snack

    Nobody knows what my nose knows

    Nobody knows it knows.

    Nobody sees my nose disease

    Nobody sees disease

    My nose makes me feel

    Like I’m in prison

    My nose leaves me feeling trapped

    Set me free, from

    This prison,

    My nose is giving me crap.

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    Dogs Can’t Eat Chicken

    A long time ago, we lived on a farm in Northern Alberta. It was cold in the winter and really nice in the summer. Since the 80’s, it’s gotten warmer in the winter, and nobody minds. On our farm one day, we all drove into the city. We went and had Mama Panda’s Buffet after my dad took care of his horse business. My dad bred horses and to keep the coyotes away and herd the animals, we had a bloodline of border collie dogs too.

    When we came home that day, one of the puppies came up to us as we were getting out of the car. It was Panda. (Named after the Buffet) Panda was a happy dog and a very good soul.

    It was then that my dad realized some of the chickens were dead in the yard. Since Dixie & Ratty were lurking and Panda came right up to us when we got home, we knew who had killed them. It wasn’t Panda.

    First thing we did was take the other puppy, Ratty and throw him & a couple of rocks into an old hamper & duct tape him in there. We then took him to the dugout, (A man made pond)

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