A foolish person puts all their eggs in one basket
Europe
is in meltdown, high-interest rates
and expensive petrol and electricity
combined to impoverish countries after
country which threatens
Europe put their eggs in one basket
and became ruled by the USA
In Portugal, we see the dramatic rise
of "Chega" an anti-immigration party
that came from nowhere and won
third place in the election
people are fearing for their futures
and turning right
the disaster began with the bombing
of North stream two, an American
terror act helped by the US acolyte
the Norwegian Navy.
Norway has a lot of gas and oil, but she
is not master of her house, American
oil business still dictates
As for Britain, she is a basket case with
a foreign minister who talks like Britain
is a superpower it was in 1903
I fear Europe has had its time for China
and the Bricks countries are the new
masters
Europe will become a quaint place
for people of the East can visit to see
who how the dwellers used to live
so, not all is lost, the tourist industry
can employ servants and cooks
I know it is tradition
But this year I have chosen a theme for Thanksgiving
We will not include turkey, ham, or beef of any kind
The theme is vibrant veggie
These instructions were given to my cousin Sue
From her brand-spanking-new-daughter-in-law Midge
So, you will be hosting? Deciphered Sue.
No, Midge told her. You may clean.
But I will be bringing the decorations.
We do not want Pilgrims or Indians or any of that rot.
Sue asked, “Can I still bake the traditional cinnamon cake?”
“Sorry,” Midge said. “Too much sugar.”
I am listening to my cousin and I have no comment.
She only has one grandchild.
All of her eggs in one basket.
She does not want to alienate that egg's mother.
“So, she is letting you clean!” I say cheerfully.
“If I do it right,” Sue says.
I have no other words.
lyrical animal it’s clearly tangible cannibal for poachers of animals
radicals
discarding anything valuable to humans saving sheep from wolves waking up sleeping bulls
wolf cry’s full moon howling
I’m prowling on foot growling plans at thousands scouting riches capital
casuals mentally dead readings from my accountants notes
votes to reach breach the slanderers of souls
the polls shows the masters factors in codes
we got scanners at post
for those counterattacking combating the fold
Sold another adapter to a soul in the matrix in the back of the skull
I’m a Cheetah moving fast this cat is bold
like magnets zombies attracted to phones
cell phone towers power plants explode
a pets life in a zoo Tarzan playing jumanji let the jungle loose
they eggs in one basket Good friends with Mother goose
fear is loosh
whoosh the fowls of the air swoop down eating flesh of you
Ann laid an egg
Cheryl laid an egg
Susan laid an egg
Bob put all eggs in one basket
It’s the beginning of the week all your moneys spent
Youre left wondering where your time has went
A long ways from payday and short on rent
Is this really the way your life was meant
See you should not have put all your eggs in one basket
Thinking life would be so fantastic
You’ve made bad choices from the cradle to the casket
Not know that life would turn out this drastic
Yea from a childs point of view life looked great
Thinking we could overcome all of its past mistakes
Tossing our hopes in the well and leaving it all up to faith
And now you wanna change but it’s a little too late
Life is a hard climb to the top of a very steep hill
And very easy to blow over one cheap thrill
I know it all seems like a very messed up deal
But we have to learn to swallow it like a bitter pill
So Now all those past nightmares has become reality
And you ve come to realizing how cruel life can be
You were told in the beginning that nothing is free
But who would ever thought it would come with such a fee
truth is I never have been with a woman I felt like saying "I wanna change me" Truth is I changed my appearance and apparel because I didn't wanna be identified as one them who was sterile. I put all my eggs in one basket like they said I shouldn't, I'm a cancer emotional needy, but I make decisions logically not with what I feel in my left bosom, Truthfully speaking I stopped going to church because I was tired of looking at the building, Yeah they say it's supposed to be for the sick but all I noticed was a bunch of egotistical hypocritical leaders to intuned with their feelings, lay members sitting in the pew acting like they don't have the power to do what God say they could do, but is it our fault here's what I found out, here in the U.S most of us don't practice what we be preaching about and if that's hypocritical I guess we all are guilty, no matter how low or high all of us filthy. Make disciples preach the Gospel now that's what I'm on whether the area is moderate or hostile so in the essence I left the building on a simple command, make disciples of ALL lost sheep not just those in this so called promise land
A stitch in time could save nine that makes sense
Don’t put all your eggs in one basket, that’s recompense
By hook or by crook, by the skin of your teeth, as old as the hills
You’re as young as you feel; come what may, keep taking the pills
Don’t upset the applecart, many a true word said in jest
Cut off your nose to spite your face, a change is as good as a rest
Nothing is certain but death and taxes, on a wing and a prayer
Neither a borrower nor a lender be, let the buck stop here
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend, diamonds are forever
Better being safe than sorry, better late than never
A riddle wrapped up in an enigma, you have been warned
Because hell hath no fury like a woman that’s been scorned
Prophet of my profits,
put your legs in the stirrups
force me out of you, shrieking
dripping of drug, reeking
immaculately dressed
adulterous, childish
a little worse for wear,
a bastard of metaphor.
Heir of my errs,
cast a neurotic prosthesis atop the saddle
trample all bards, those pleading
laden with morose and fleeting
lousy with expression
hopeful, hopeless
all my eggs in one basket,
all breathless from orphans.
President ill of precedent,
flirt your hand to the holster
load the chamber, saluting
empty the casings, alluding
rife with self-assurance
bootlicking, apple-polishing
what goes around comes around
what shall us servile accept?
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