Bulls are forceful, mean, snorting and focused on the person or thing they want to charge or destroy.
My first bully as a child was an unhealed parent.
No difference really, except that one is very large with horns and is an animal, that's right, no difference.
As an animal lover, I don't blame the bull, he was born with instincts, naturally instilled in him from birth.
As a child I was born with instincts as well, to survive by bonding with my parents.
What happens when those parents are abusive and like bulls they want to destroy you instead?
They end up having children like little bulls in a china shop. They become anxious, depressed, nervous, and sometimes get ptsd.
Can you imagine a bull in a china shop?
It's a disaster, yes a total disaster.
A BULL in a china shop with a permanent rotten smell of musk
GET’ER DONE
I don’t like a bragging bigot,
Tall in stature, but in class, a midget
A man of faith, a fool to some
But at least a man who’ll get’er done.
I don’t like a man, who’s mouth is runny,
You’ll be outraged or think it’s funny.
A brilliant boss, a beast to some,
At least a man who’ll get’er done.
Don’t like a bull in a China shop,
Cut to the chase, fail or flop.
Not a fan of most everyone,
But at least a Hulk who’ll get’er done.
Would we rather one tailor fit,
political liar, bumbling twit...
A wrecking ball that ain’t bout Schmidt?
Excuse my colorful candid wit.
Give me a proven man
whose paid the cost,
have built an empire being the boss,
Went far out into the deep,
to save his country rocked to sleep
Some’ll beg to differ, but here’s the sum.
We needed a patriot who would get’er done!
“You’re like a bull in a China shop”
She always used to say
Then I grew
She sadly passed away
Now he who holds my heart
Has taken over the reigns
“Be careful and gentle ”
“You’re like a bull in a China shop”
I hear once again ….
‘The food’s a little spicy’ ~
Is there a fire extinguisher in the house?
‘She’s got a figure to die for’ ~
Somewhere under those layers of flab.
‘He’s aggressive, and that’s what I like in my salesmen.’ ~
A bull in a china shop looks like a ballet dancer next to him.
‘Grandma plays a mean game of hearts.’ ~
She leads with the Queen of Spades.
‘One thing about my sister. She sure is talkative.’ ~
Her ears have disappeared ever since she grew her hair long.
‘I think the boss has ‘a thing’ for oldies.’ ~
He blasts Led Zeppelin’s ‘Immigrant Song’ over the intercom all day.
‘When she sees Scott, her knees turn to mush.’ ~
That way, her knees match the rest of her body.
'I'd say that rookie is a 'can't-miss prospect.' ~
If he misses even one practice, he's off the team for good.
‘Your teeth are like stars, Zelda.’ ~
They come out every night.
The circus has come to town
Washington D.C., its prime playground
Congress on the brink of a nervous breakdown
Screaming at President Trump to step down
Donald J. Trump stands center stage
Tweeting and texting with fistic rage
A bull in a china shop, inciting p.c. outrage
While fancying himself a genius-sage
To the left of Trump is former V.P., Joseph Biden
Verbal gaffes all exposed he can't hide in
'Mr. Excitement' can't bring the voters' tide in
He's sure experience alone will help him glide in
Far to Biden's left rants Elizabeth Warren
Her attacks on business, for an ox to gore on
To break up Google and Amazon she'll go to war on
To hell with $100k employee salaries ~ the moron
Our circus is surely a sight for sore eyes to see
And for an encore, we're bringing back Hilary!
Sharp as a whip, and not really drunk,
the drunken monk
has the sober monkey on his back.
A cylinder of mighty words
chained to a cylinder of craft and trickery,
behold the clever nunchucks,
I don’t follow the trickery, perhaps you do,
the blank look on your face, though,
suggests that you probably don’t.
Monkey be still,
Five Finger Shush Punch,
we’ve been bamboozled, you know.
A gorilla in a china shop
is smarter and more dexterous
and, by extension, more destructive
than a bull in a china shop,
but he also understands close to none of it,
he’ll randomly smash it as he pleases.
Nothing too clever, please,
Five Hammer Crunch Punch,
we’ve been bludgeoned, you know.
21st May 2019
Who the f*** do I think I am
Skipping through delicate situations
In motherfreaking rain boots
Forgetting my place
Forgetting why I came to this china shop in the first place
With my bull horns tucked out of sight
And shades of red blurred behind a painted pinkish grin
Imaginations fun and free
From simple things to really fancy
Your mind just escapes somewhere new
Like when pigs are flying over you
With wings spread out sharing the sky
With elephants sharing the sky
An umbrella you will need
It will get messy yes indeed
When it's raining cats and dogs
Look out for the falling "logs"
It's hard to tell or really know
If its hot or frigid cold
No coat or not upon your shoulder
Visiting a hell that might freeze over
Exploring your minds imagination
Can be a scary vacation
Like a bull in a china shop
Never knowing what thoughts will drop
A good and funny place to find
Dreamy thoughts crashing your mind
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