Saturday, January 19, 2008

But You’re Going To Be With Me

Tongue outYou can go downtown
Or you can go uptown
You can go to the eastside
Or you can go to the westside
But you’re going to be with me.

You can laugh; you can dance
You can prance; you can go to France
You can cheat; you can steal
You can play around; you can paint the town
But you’re going to be with me.

You can be President
You can go to war
You can be the biggest whore
You can even snore
But you’re going to be with me.

You can please anyone you choose
You can drink a lot of booze
You can take credit for peace
You can carry a piece
But you’re going to be with me.

You can get a divorce
You can ride a horse
You can always click
You can be the most powerful chick
But you’re going to be with me.

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Friday, January 18, 2008

Mary Jane

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I’m just going to go outside and touch the reign
I’m going to try to forget all my pain
It’s no longer a matter of who is sane
It’s a matter of putting the make on Mary Jane.

She moves like a golden dear in the forest
She’s never failed God’s test
Compared to her, everyone’s a pest
Until I get her I won’t rest.

She’s got me shivering when it’s 100 degrees
She’s got me sweating when it’s 2 degrees
She’s got me dancing all the way to the Islamic Moon
She’s got me loving everything about her tune.

I can see the writing on the Wailing Wall
I won’t be able to live without her
I’ve got to get to her before Clinton’s fall
I love the way she calls me sir.

When she speaks the winds stands still
When I’m with her I never need a pill
She’s on top of every Hillary
Her smile includes every possible skill.

She’s got me shivering when it’s 100 degrees
She’s got me sweating when it’s 2 degrees
She’s got me dancing all the way to the Islamic Moon
She’s got me loving everything about her tune.

Mary Jane, Mary Jane, sweet Mary Jane
Mary Jane, Mary Jane, invincible Mary Jane.

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The Final Christian Crusade

Heavy Metal keeps the Invaders of Privacy
Somewhat at bay
It’s still illegal to get laid
And it’s the final Christian Crusade.

The Apostles are the Israelites
And Jesus faces the truth:
“I don’t like these warring protestants,
And I’m a Semite through and through”,
And it’s the final Christian Crusade.

Along racial lines
They try to rule and fool the world
Their hypocrisy is arrogant and obvious
And it’s the final Christian Crusade.

They could have played it straight
They could have played fair
They could have kept their word
And it’s the final Christian Crusade.

Dawn by Dawn
God  is God
And feminist is feminist
And it’s the final Christian Crusade.

Bush by Bush
Mush by mush
The Amerikkkan government is a war criminal
And it’s the final Christian Crusade.

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Thursday, January 17, 2008

College Fun

CoolOn late summer morning
Rain falls from fog forms
I walk on sublime pillows
And put on the drops of Life’s
Blood
As if they were a kiss from Mary;
I want to hug the grateful grass
As tickling birds utter soliloquies
In six eight time:
I gaze at braless beauties
Tender and fiery: their lips are magnets –
It’s a young day
I have an erection
  (am inspired}
And ready for
My economics class.
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Patty Rose

Her smile is as bright as a sunny day
She’s a darling in every way
She knows what she’s doing
She’s as sharp as a laser ray.

Everyone who knows her
Loves her more than the most expensive fur
For her sweetness is very rare
And her beauty makes everyone stare.

Even though she’s already fine
She’s always trying to improve her mind
She’s sensitive, gentle and kind
And she never says a dishonest line.

She’s the angel in her family’s life
Patty tries to prevent strife
She doesn’t care just about herself
Her generousity is a great wealth.

I’ve known her long enough
To know there’s no greater person
Patty Rose has taught me a great lesson
She calls every bluff.

It doesn’t matter how old she is
She’s beautiful and fearless
What the challenge is doesn’t matter
I’m so glad she’s my x girlfriend’s daughter.

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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

I’m An Eternal Optimist

InnocentI’m an eternal optimist, baby
Because I know the truth:
Everything improves with time
And love is an easy rhyme.

I’m an eternal optimist, honey
Because the world is better
Things were terrible yesterday
Now you’re my lover.

I’m an eternal optimist. baby
Everyone is healthier
People are living longer
And enjoying life more and more.

I’m an eternal optimist, lover
No one treated me like you do
My pain no longer hovers
I know it’s because of you.

I’m an eternal optimist, dear
I hear what you hear
It’s a better life for all
You make me feel so tall.

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We Miss You, Dad

We miss you, Dad
Know that you live with us
You were a great father
                a genuine intellectual
                a good neighbor
You were tough and strong
But a gentleman as well.

We hope you have found peace
Your’s was a happy journey
Filled with your kindness and love
No matter how rough things got
Your good humor endured.

You always managed to see
The good in Life
And you lived fully
You were brave
And you knew what you were doing.

The greatest thing you leave
Is your love
We miss you, Dad
And will always cherish you
Know that you live with us forever.

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Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Hard Worker

CoolI’m a hard worker
So my family loves me
I’m a hard worker
So God has rewarded me.

I’ve always found something to do
To keep me striving for Good.
I’ve helped Ceres
And she’s helped me.

I’m a hard worker
So my songs are true
I’m a hard worker
So my prayers are sincere.

I’ve always loved
And continue to love
I backed the Dove
Now I have a warm cove.

I’m a hard worker
So I know Human Nature
I’m a hard worker
So the Aliens saved me.

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Your Honor

Money mouthThe truth is not absolute
It is contextual
It depends on the circumstances:
Did a rich man steal your money
Or was it a junkie?

There’s a different explanation
Of each thief –
Of course you care about only the money
But society must devise
Punishments fitting the crime
And the person who broke the law –
No two people are exactly alike.

So do not always scream for blood
We are trying to develop a Humane world.

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Monday, January 14, 2008

The Timely Deaths Of Judge Neil Ross And Norman Bock

                                              There’s Some Corrupt Conservative Cops In Blue

There’s some corrupt conservative cops in blue
That rang me at two
And led me away and deleted me
As Bloomberg defiles the truth.

Lonesome Paradise at one
All measures have been taken
The corrupt conservative cops are broken like mirrors
The truth will not slip and slide away.

They think April, ‘85 was a Chinese Menu
They could choose the ideas convenient
And Shoo away the rest of the food
Alas, God has iron contracts of His own.

There’s some corrupt conservative cops in blue
That rang me at two
And led me away and deleted me
As Bloomberg defiles the truth.

I am not credible because I’m disabled
No one believes me
What has been used against me, continues the torture of me
Because no one hears me.

“Prove it; you can’t prove it,”
They are Devils
They kill the Prophets
For their ulterior greed profit motive.

There’s some corrupt conservative cops in blue
That rang me at two
And led me away and deleted me
As Bloomberg defiles the truth.

Lonesome Paradise at one
All measures have been taken
The corrupt conservative cops are broken like mirrors
The truth will not slip and slide away.

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