The Legendary Bulldog is a book full of poetry.

 

An intro poem from The Legendary Bulldog. This poem I believe could come in handy in helping reverse Country's, City's, Counties, etc. decisions that mirror after Nazi Germany in taking away a big chunk of our freedom by illegalizing certain breeds of dogs by forcing them to be spayed or neutered.

 

Clause, In Laws Disabling Best Friend To Defend!

Land of the free, nice to sing this song sincerely rather than jokingly, which may soon be. For mans best friend, most capable to defend bloodlines may be at an end.
For ignorant politicians, wannabe dictators in their positions, plot, destroying dogs like a Rot.
All should rightfully have a fit, when one is attacked by a pit.
But dog fighters don’t give a shit if you illegalize their canines, which they criminalize. For they shall still fight underground, where ignorant politicians aren’t around.
Just like if you illegalize the handgun, thieves would laugh having even more fun.
The respectable, responsible shall suffer, in seeing the seed of their favorite breed which has protected thousands in time of need for so long be gone.
The American Bull, to illegalize should be unthinkable, brought by the early settlers, they gave their lives protecting against meddlers.
The Mastiff, been around for thousands of years, to stiff this breed would influence millions of tears.
Let us think of a solution, in line with our constitution.
Perhaps harsher leash laws, especially on dogs with powerful jaws, and more hard time for dog fighters who commit this hideous crime.
Maybe a good citizens test, let the human aggressive be put to rest.
Land of the free, politicians in high positions should uphold this sincerely.
For if put to an end, mans powerful protecting best friend.
You will have lied if you say you honor the ones who died!
Let this truly be, land of the free and continue singing this song with dignity!

Gabriel Michaels @2008

 

Here is a Poem that is in The Legendary Bulldog. The spelling is very similar how they spelled back in this time.

 

The One That Got Away

In The Wee houre, Thou Layeste a’sleape Uponne Thy Floore. Soone a’wakenned Bye a Loude Uproare, To The Sounde Of howlynge Thou Canst Not Ignorre. Leeping to Thy Feete, Thou dost Go Toward’s Thy Doore. Outside Tis Slyte, a’Mistedde Nyghte, But Wythe Ayde fromme Lunarr Lyghte, Who Doth Shyne e’er so Bryghte, Thou Canst see Everrie Thyng In Syghte. At Fyrste, Thou Dost Not Beeleeve What eyes Conceeve. Fore Out of The Fogge, a’peeres a Ghoste seem’d Dogge, Followe’d bye His Packe, Soone They Engayge Ande Attacke, A Large Bulle, that Shalle Mayke Them Fulle. Thyne Towne’s biggeste Fears Reappeer, The Hounds of Hell Relees’d From Theyr cell. Cravynge Bloode that Is Freshe, They rippe at The Fleshe. But Woe, Deathe commes Firste, Packe Leaderre’s Friende Dealte Worste. Throughe His eyes, He doth witnesse Frieyndes Demyse. Scorn’d fromme the horne, As Fleshe Was Torne. Leaderres’ Will, Longynge To Kille. Wythe a Tenayciousse Gryppe, He Goes for Foes noes, UntylleTis ripp’d, And All Bloode Flowes.................... Gabriel Michaels ©2002

I don't want to give too much of the story away. Please order the book to find out more.

 

 

Soon you won't feel too well. In fact you'll holler and yell with pain so insane due to blood gushing out of your membrain. For when my mouth is full I shall crush your skull.

 

In 2010 the School District board voted a unanimous five to 0 in favor of laying off bus drivers and cutting school transportation. This made the papers. I showed up at a city council meeting and appealed with this poem. The decision was overturned.

Precious Children's Safety First

It’s not funny when children’s safety is jeopardized for money. We need to look at the big picture, read a little literature. Statistics show bus driving is a 96 times safer way to go.
Allot more Havoc; influenced by more traffic, so many more traffic rules will be broke at schools, influencing more to drive like fools,
So many crowd the special ed bus lane, be prepared, its about to get really insane!

Already have been serious accidents, be prepared to deal with even more furious parents. Without adding expensive help from the faithful officers in blue, odds are there will be more and credited to you!
TCT is the Bus Driver. Trained, Checked, Tested to ensure each child is a survivor
I pray for all precious children, especially of the momma and papa who have to work hard to make ends meet. To them bus driving is a well-deserved treat.
A bad combination, more likely to cause mutilation, is an ignorant child moving there feet, down a street gone wild,
No other, loves like a Mother. If you must, cancel the bus, I urge you to carefully do your math, you do not want to deal a furious Mothers wrath!
I believe President Obama, would intervene for the loving Mama.

Your quest for saving dough will not be so, if more are badly injured, or Lord forbid planted below!
Lets not make a decision that causes the children shame, I pray this in Jesus Name!Precious Children’s safety first, any other decision is the worst!

Gabriel Michaels © 2010

 

Here is a poem I wrote shortly after I was rear-ended on my way to work at Apple Computers. The same day this poem came out in the papers I received a call from the assembly mans assistant in regards to this poem. Shortly after that conversation they agreed to widen hwy 25, today this hwy is a much safer place.

Ode To 25

On Highway 25 praising mighty God I’m alive. Was just in a crash. I saw my life pass. Rear ended from back, my life would no longer be in tact, if it wasn’t for the fact that I was in my heavy Chevy. For it in my Miata I would have been tossed like a piñata. Mr. Politician time for you to take your position. Several lives have already died on 25. Don’t build any more homes unless you have money to unfold by building a better road. For as time goes by some more may die. Mr. Politician time for you to make your transition For any more blood that’s shed will now be on your head. Gabriel Michaels @ 2002