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Stein was a stone wall, merciless, tough
We sent him to kill; he had the right stuff.
Cruel when he had to be, feared all the time
Walk on eggshells, he can turn on a dime.
I invited him to watch a movie, tearjerker from sixty-eight
The plot was like syrup, the acting second rate.
I noticed tears in his eyes when the girl falls off the cliff
He knew his image was in trouble, so he went on this riff:
The wind stings through the window; it would make anyone cry.
And some kind of mosquito flew into my eye.
But we were shook up, we needed him to be mean
And here he was crying at a B-movie scene.
I said "in this job you can't melt into a puddle
"Are rumors true you have a teddy bear that you cuddle?
"A hitman cannot be weak and soft
We need you to be made of stronger cloth."
So we reassigned Steyn to Medicaid theft
No blood and gore; it was the last option left.
I was shocked at this Wise Guy who cries like a child
But Stein sometimes misses the call of the wild.
Stein left his office, joined the FBI
He felt dissed, because we didn't trust the guy.
Exposed our operations, then went off the grid
All because of a B-movie, he did what he did.
Now I'm sitting in a courtroom, listening to the case
The prosecutors smile when they bring out their ace
Steyn is crying as he names names, its kind of rough
But he had to prove he had the right stuff.
It's been a long journey here now the road gets rough
From the wildest dream to a wonderful realization
We finally have tested the waters is love now enough
From the very first days I knew you had the right stuff
Difficulties of lifestyle leads us ever into temptation
It's been a long journey here now the road gets rough
Constant fighting leads me to make a dangerous bluff
This cold icy road formed by many tears of trepidation
We finally have tested the waters is love now enough
We wear on each other and things really get tough
Our only communication now founded in frustration
It's been a long journey here now the road gets rough
Hope only comes now from the poison we huff or puff
We both want more but the unknown leads to hesitation
We finally have tested the waters is love now enough
Always a looming threat we will be taken by handcuff
This constantl stress leaves us cold losing sensation
It's been a long journey here now the road gets rough
We finally have tested the waters is love now enough
Clinton on steroids—Fiornina
She shreds truth like a hyena
Let's make the world right
No—she’d much rather fight
As the killer in the arena
Can Hillary have the right stuff?
She couches words not a tight m*ff
If her clothes be stripped
See the mummy from the crypt
Quite rough to see her in the buff
For billionaires—Super PACS pander
Their “MO” is to ooze slander
So join with Bernie
Sanders' great journey
Since he's Mr. ethics and candor
Author's Note: There are two women running for the 2016 White House. I only wish that there was a more qualified woman running for whom I could vote--like Elizabeth Warren. This past Friday I went into Manhattan and saw Bernie Sanders speak. Recently, he spoke at Liberty University, and the event is searchable. BTW, I see Hillary and Carly as sisters in deceit. There is something very wrong with the body language, speech and ideas of each. They both are owned by big money. My apologies to the hard core supporters of these two beastly hypocrites.
If we want to do better,
We must hope for something better,
Believe in something that is better.
I still find it hard to believe,
That there are people who are afraid to believe
Who have no reason to believe
For some the best present in the world is a reason to hope,
But before we wrap that present full of hope,
We must make sure it is not fake hope.
If the hope is real,
We will see real zeal,
Which is a big deal.
For some to believe,
There is a need to see, to believe,
A smile will then tell you how much they believe.
That smile should be reward enough,
For doing something tough,
And showing you are made of the right stuff.
I sat watching from across the bar,
As she toyed with her entourage of suitors;
Feeding each man small pieces of hope -
Her coquettish smile couldn’t be much cuter.
Her drinks were free; her blouse cut low;
She laughed at all of their jokes.
But, she always made sure, she was never alone
With just a single one of those blokes.
Some lesser men gave up the fight
When the stronger ones started moving in;
I caught her eye through the haze and the crowd
And sent her a tonic and gin.
When the waiter handed her the glass,
And mentioned it was being sent by me,
The huddle of studs all turned their heads,
At this pomposity they just had to see.
They snickered and sneered at the old man on the stool
Who was certainly no competition at all
They looked at each other, rolled their eyes
And simultaneously let out a hefty guffaw
She excused herself to go powder up
Leaving the hopeful combatants all alone
Then walked up to me, kissed me on the lips
And said, “Come on Dear, it’s time to go home.”
She slipped back on the ring I bought her years ago,
Feeling her vanity had been restored quite enough;
I paid my bar tab, looked back at the dropping jaws
And said, “Sorry boys, you don’t have the right stuff.”
Measure for measure, even more, but it was never enough
Still I look back with feelings of guilt even remorse
A sad end to our trip I never knew it would be so rough
I still think we always had what it takes, the right stuff
But we went our separate ways and have stayed the course
Measure for measure, even more, but it was never enough
I guess you never expected me to call your final bluff
I could not know you would react with such force
A sad end to our trip I never knew it would be so rough
I was destroyed a person always considering myself tough
A hard lived life taking me to new lows even a divorce
Measure for measure, even more, but it was never enough
We were left damaged my demeanor now always gruff
Not so easy to get back up when you fall of this horse
A sad end to our trip I never knew it would be so rough
Memories of the past often cause me to huff and puff
I look for someone to blame, but I am the only source
Measure for measure, even more, but it was never enough
A sad end to our trip I never knew it would be so rough
I open the door to the drivers’ license office confident there will be no line
There are 14 people ahead of me, and it opened three minutes ago.
The last person has plenty of space to move up but does not,
so I have to make a new line.
I lose hope I will be at work by ten, as I had promised
A man at a reception desk checks all the paperwork
before you go to the real window.
My husband had been threatened with bodily damage
if I did not have everything I needed.
He had made me a packet that apparently had
six extra things I did not need.
Eight people were sent away for not having the right stuff.
This made me number six in line.
I arrive at work at 8:45.
Everyone asks me if I had forgotten to get my license.
No one expected me so early.
“My driver’s license office is a well-oiled machine,” I told them.
I am probably giving them vast amounts of praise
also since I did not do great on the eye test.
"3,3,8,4,9,5,2,9?" I guessed.
“No, that’s not it. The three is wrong.”
"3,8,8,4,9,5,2,9?"
“No.”
On the third try I got it right.
"Passed!” she said,
surprising me greatly as I apparently cannot see at all.
My lovely Aloe Vera houseplant.
Why are you so unhappy?
Is it me?
What more could I have done?
I dusted and washed your spiky leaves.
I waited until your roots were dry
before I watered them just enough.
You sat in a lovely warm spot,
out of the sun and draughts.
I gently sprayed your leaves with
just the right stuff to nourish them.
There was slow release fertiliser
around your roots and mulch on top.
I checked your skin for mites and diseases
every other day.
I shunned all thought of bringing
any other plants into the house.
I knew you did not like company, nor shade.
You are my own true love,
I doted on you alone.
What more can I do?
I beg you Vera, be happy, please!
The past my call to me
Distraction try to bind me
But your love will always
define me.
I'm standing strong
I'm standing strong
Trouble tries to pull me away
To distract the path and the journey
I take.
I've been down that road too many times
I won't go back for fear of losing my mind.
I won't go back to living a lie
I've changed, I've changed, now it's my time
to fly.
I'm standing strong
I'm standing strong
It's time to show the world
We have the right stuff
Love of the Father is more than enough.
I'm standing strong
I'm standing strong
It won't be long now, it won't be long
Before you know it we'll be going home
Standing strong, standing strong
I'm still standing strong, until the day
He calls me home
He stood in the middle of
The ring and asked the
Members of The
Right Stuff inc.
To stop the B.S.
And start making things
Right for the people.
In his lavish robe
And pink mask
Ghetto Sushi
Said if it comes to
Wrestling he'd out
Wrestle them
If it came to
Brawling he'd
Out Brawl them
He spoke about
Being first in line
And having his
Back turned to
All the hungry
Wolves, he scared
The micro phone
Interveiwee when
He started speaking
About things he didn't
Understand saying
Miss Tusslers baby boy
Was a champion
People the world over
Loved and admired him
Miss Tussler and Big Meanie
Liked nice things but they
Didn't like you
MissTussler liked cool people
But they didn't like you.
I use to think Big Meanie
And Miss Tussler were
Bad people til I meet you
Ghetto Sushi say
Miss Tussler beat that
Ass and Ghetto Suchi
Gonna beat that ass too!
Ghetto Sushi represents
Clean areas and living
Responsibly The star
Shing bright in
The big sky
Ghetto Sushi
Ah Superstar a
Bright light among
The night a sample
Of what greatness is
I am Ghetto Sushi
The Greatest of Altime!