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    In the Mood For A Jar of Doom
    In the Mood For A Jar of Doom
    In the Mood For A Jar of Doom
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    In the Mood For A Jar of Doom

    By Jonathan Kump

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    60 witty, fitting writings about doomsday and death. And life! Whether clever or fun, haunting or inspirational, all of the writings are creative. Doomsayers say the end is near as doomsdays come and go, I just hope we never hear them say I told you so. Enjoy!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJonathan Kump
    Release dateMay 4, 2013
    ISBN9781938036019
    In the Mood For A Jar of Doom
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    Jonathan Kump

    Jonathan loves the sound of laughter and to create a sense of wonder. He writes and exists with a sense of viewing things from a unique perspective.Jonathan looks forward to publishing many themed collections of poetry filled with wordplay and surprises, and wishes you extraordinary moments as you follow your passions.Jonathan is a Certified Laughter Leader through the World Laughter Tour and is a consultant providing analytical solutions in the healthcare industry.Jonathan would like to remind you that the Conference on More Precise Weather Prediction will be held next Tuesday, rain or shine.

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      Book preview

      In the Mood For A Jar of Doom - Jonathan Kump

      Doom, Death, and Despair

      I'm in a band called Doom, Death, and Despair

      We play local gigs, usually during happy hour

      Life Is A Beautiful Thing

      I held her hand

      And whispered I believe

      And felt her inner breath

      She has been here

      For a long time

      Sleeping, between life and death

      I closed my eyes

      And conveyed the words

      Spoken from my heart to hers

      It was the poem

      She wrote as a child

      Deepest emotion it stirs

      And in the silence

      We shared a tear

      No one heard the angels sing

      But as she smiled

      We truly witnessed

      Life Is A Beautiful Thing

      Surfer Friend’s Final Words

      We each and we all

      Stood on the beach and recalled

      Our friend’s final words

      From this morning

      He rushed out to the sea

      As he shouted with glee

      Aah, shark warning schmark warning

      Doomy

      At the Doomsday Eve soiree

      I felt kind of gloomy

      Til I saw you from far away

      In your shirt that said Just Doomy

      Favorite Breath

      Because you were my favorite breath

      I held you for so long

      Until I died an airless death

      That didn't seem so wrong

      Onyxxe

      Her piercing

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