I a have a really nasty stomach bug and can't bring myself to write any poems. I really hate missing any days, but my health needs to be taken care of. I have no idea when I will be able to post again.

I am very sorry

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Wolfsongamp

May 31, 2020

MY BOOK IS OUT!!!! Please buy if you want to support my poetry or just share the link with anyone who might like to read my silliness https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089FSTCWM/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Mind%27s+Madness+or+How+I+learned+to+stay+sane&qid=1590933740&s=digital-text&sr=1-1

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If You Wish to Help by Wolfsongamp, journal

If You Wish to Help

Aug 14, 2020

I will say that life has been very hard lately. With the $600 unemployment gone. I am having trouble paying bills. I have made a donation like to my PayPal for any who love the poems and wish to help out. Please do not give if you are in a bind as well, and there is no pressure. I feel uncomfortable doing this, but one must do what one must do in hard times. I love you all and hope the poems are helping you during these hard times. Thanks for reading everyone, A. M. Paulson https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&business=EA6MWGYUNRQFW&item_name=To+Help+Me+Survive+During+COVID-19+Financial+Hardships&currency_code=USD&source=url

What's Bugging You? by Wolfsongamp, journal

What's Bugging You?

Apr 1, 2020

The whole scene was devoid of life, except for a lone cockroach crawling over the burnt, black ground. The insect was the size of a small dog and had a steely blue exoskeleton. The creature’s face, or what could have been called its face, had several extra mouth mandibles and four extra eyes. This horrid visage was fixed in a sorrowful look with more than a twinge of remorse. The roach was named Malock. For the past several weeks, he had been traveling around what was left of the world, and now he was back home. The roach looked up in the sky, not that it had any hopes to see the sky since it was too covered by black clouds

Project 5,271_009 by Wolfsongamp, journal

Project 5,271_009

Mar 30, 2020

Professor Isaac Bester entered the committee chamber knowing they would either send him directly to prison for what he did or send him to the House Committee on Un-American Activities for McCarthy to railroad to jail. Either way, Isaac was not getting out of this situation unscathed. True, his earthquake machine was a horrible failure, having wasted thousands of dollars and nearly killing thousands of people. However, he had discovered discover a way to make a ton of chicken that feat had to be at least one point in his favor. Considering Isaac’s experiments were secret, not top secret but still secret, the Senate Committee

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If You Wish to Help

Sorry Everyone

If You Wish to Help by Wolfsongamp, journal

If You Wish to Help

What's Bugging You? by Wolfsongamp, journal

What's Bugging You?

Project 5,271_009 by Wolfsongamp, journal

Project 5,271_009

A Poem A Day Project by Wolfsongamp, journal

A Poem A Day Project

Happy New Year Guys by Wolfsongamp, journal

Happy New Year Guys