Randy Johnson : Writing

She Was Sent To The Chair

She Was Sent To The Chair

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
The Wig Maker

The Wig Maker

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM
My Dog Smokes My Weed

My Dog Smokes My Weed

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
Revenge From Beyond The Grave

Revenge From Beyond The Grave

A Poem by Randy Johnson


What happened to me was unjust and unfair.I was framed for murder and I got the chair.But I was able to return from the grave.I had my revenge and it ..
A World With No Breasts

A World With No Breasts

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
I Killed For The Publicity

I Killed For The Publicity

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
James Best - Part 3

James Best - Part 3

A Poem by Randy Johnson


DEDICATED TO JAMES BEST (1926-2015) WHO DIED ON APRIL 6, 2015.
That Damn Peach

That Damn Peach

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
Yoda Stole My Soda

Yoda Stole My Soda

A Poem by Randy Johnson


While I wasn't looking, somebody stole my soda.I quickly learned that it was Jedi Master Yoda.I walked over to his table and we exchanged words.I real..
You Only Have Yourself To Blame

You Only Have Yourself To Blame

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.