a new age story;
the truth aint glory
convolution and lies;
the order of the day
whats your worry?
lies aint sorry
just make up another one
to cover your tracks by
Saturday, August 15, 2009
death angel squawks
Hammer and tongs as the death angel squawks
why are you squawking my friend
isnt this what you want?
oh, yeaa..
im just pretending!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
i am
i am floating man
like a frying pan
except im floating
like a piece of marzipan
well, not really
but it rhymes with frying pan
i am floating man
look up to me.
i am a flash
in the pan
in the haze of the blue sky
like a frying pan
except im floating
like a piece of marzipan
well, not really
but it rhymes with frying pan
i am floating man
look up to me.
i am a flash
in the pan
in the haze of the blue sky
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
political bloodscape
executive
presidential reform
political deform
judicial retards
crimson flag
once yelow and green too
swallowed whole
by blood lust
enter the wars
of intelligence
open no more
but behind the scenes.
presidential reform
political deform
judicial retards
crimson flag
once yelow and green too
swallowed whole
by blood lust
enter the wars
of intelligence
open no more
but behind the scenes.
Monday, April 27, 2009
size matters sometimes
the big dog told the little dog
'the sands of time have wasted
the times of the great ones are here
and you must bow down to our fury
give me that bone'
the little dog looked up at him
'the sky is vast in its appearance
the earth is nothing in comparison
yet it exists by its own right
likewise, this bone is rightly mine'
The big dog looked violent
he was keening in indignation
my patience is wearing thin!
that cute little expression is not working!
give me that bone or shall i rip you to shreds?
The little dog let the bone drop
morphed into a massive dog
much bigger than the big dog
kiled the big dog
morphed back
and settled back with his bone.
Actually, thats not the way things turned out
but he could always dream and plot
as he sulks in his little alley spot
-if that big dog thinks he'll forget
this disgrace to the face of his little-dog race
he can think again.
'the sands of time have wasted
the times of the great ones are here
and you must bow down to our fury
give me that bone'
the little dog looked up at him
'the sky is vast in its appearance
the earth is nothing in comparison
yet it exists by its own right
likewise, this bone is rightly mine'
The big dog looked violent
he was keening in indignation
my patience is wearing thin!
that cute little expression is not working!
give me that bone or shall i rip you to shreds?
The little dog let the bone drop
morphed into a massive dog
much bigger than the big dog
kiled the big dog
morphed back
and settled back with his bone.
Actually, thats not the way things turned out
but he could always dream and plot
as he sulks in his little alley spot
-if that big dog thinks he'll forget
this disgrace to the face of his little-dog race
he can think again.
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