On top of the nation cold winter's night
A hyped ceremony tears underway
Your glimmer has a shadow on this day
Alienation and a growing divide
You are in power out of the side car
Use an iron fist force them to abide
Be forceful with friends of a northern star
Grand Oppressed Patrons need not belong
Those red barons do what you have to do
Stand ground be more than man the oval strong
Like the past acronymed men before you--
Show the people you really do care
They exit stage left pursued by a bear.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Boastful days for rigor mortis
energy sparks the trigger tortoise.
received email lemme forward this:
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I press sends
to make amends
with my new friend Edward Halloween.
I roger Federer Mulan
entered a world not far begone.
Halloween and Mulanlike Frog and Toadas the kiddies on the play yard sing their songs:"I walk the lonely road.The only road that I have ever known.Don't know where it goes, but it's only me to me and I walk alone."I walk alonein my earphones.saying the words that I have known.Three men I don't condone.Pull on the sweater, watch it unsewn.And as I ponder on the gravestone,I read aloud what is shown."Here lies a man of great dignity,an infantry of a healthy fig tree.Died from a robber, a thief, a baron of man.At age 73 fell asleep in the bathtub.Lemme put this bluntly,Awoke with one kid knee.No, not a kidney, the human organ participating in renal physiology.Like an preadolescence joint that assists in walking.He fell asleep and went into a murderous sleepwalking statea draped in nothing but a bath robe,welding a pizza cutter,visiting the school yardwhere the I walked alone.Grasping my neck,squeezing me with his frail handsand with a burning passion from within!I say,ZOMBIE ZOMBIE! What have you God I sacrifice my body and soul, I've paid my indulgences. I've paid my time. I've paid my spirits. I worship you daily! I read scriptures and pray ever day and this is it God! This is your bidding! Zombies with pizza cutters! Damn you God! You tricky son of a bitch! You're twisted mind intertwining with insignificant individuals! You allow me to sbmit myself to you dear Lord and you repay me with a zombie pizza cutter! How dare you do this to me! For all I have done for you! You ought not have done this! You are God! You are better than this! I can't stand this situation! A zombie pizza cutter for Christ's sake! You no good pillock,as he saws of my leg like a Tony's Pepperoni.I lay alone on the yard and this sick man with his sick kicks nestles my lower leg into his robe and walks alone.The trance like state is terminated as he reenters the tub with my knee.Luckily, for me, my principal received word of the incident follows the trail of my preadolescence blood back to the assisted living complex and stabs him in the chest forty times. I guess that's why they call em princi-pal!"The rain begins to mix with my tears,covers the gravestone I wrote myself for my good friend.I choke back as I read the final line.R.I.P. Edward Halloween