A hydro engine, Myer made'
It put car makers in the shade.
He was soon to die
Cause filed, vauge suspected.'
Just a ( stroke of bad luck.?)
Or murder directed.?
Idiocracy Final Cut
You think you are smart.
You think you are clever.
Because you have monopolised our society.
And buried the treasure.
Cole’s Myer and Woolworths own half of Australia.
Another prime minister another ing failure.
another freight train about to derail.
Another system built to fail
Imagination is our only weapon in the war against reality.
I prefer to practice the art of mindfulness and meditation.
On my quest to regain my sanity
instead of taking a fist full of antipsychotic dog medication.
Planet Earth has being contaminated, consumed,
by
consumerism,corruption,coercion,religion,racism,
violence,discrimination division and war.
I was born to snap your neck as I rock this world to its core.
The words on this page were written for all to see as
Did I find music?
Or did Music find me?
Written by Adrian Bogdal 18/12/2024
Writing writing on the wall
I see the future
Soon to call
What's to come
Will surely pass
I'm not afraid
For it won't last
The sun will rise
And it will set
What's Meant to be
Hasn't happened,
Yet!
But it will
I have no doubt
While I'm here
Or after I'm out
So many possibilities
For me to think about
Will it come
In rain of fire
Freezing cold
An artic Myer
Dropped like bombs
In World War 3
It is coming
When will that be?
Somethings brewing
Before my eyes
I hear the warnings,
Know the lies
They try to confuse
The truth in a disguise
My heart can feel
The dark black cloud
Above my head
It's thunders loud
I'm awake
Unlike the dreaming
That we are safe
While the world
Is scheming
There will be
Nowhere to run
Deaths at my door
I'll fight
Til it's done
But this war
Cannot be won
They have the power
And we are out gunned
Sheeple people
Line up to fall
The plan from the beginning
Is to kill us all
Freedom of Thought and the Beast of Burdon.
Echoes of the past
Resonate and reverberate
Within the confines oi ones mind
Like fallen leaves
Swept up in a turbulent breeze
From the forest of our mind
Stirring our emotions
Like temperamental waves
Upon the ocean
Restless perpetual
Humour or intellectual
Storms may rage
Or peace may provale
Like the pleasant tranquil summer
Bejeweld valley and vale
Profound
Where freedom and sanctuary are found
Moods transpire
Out of the misty myer
Some trapped stagnate
In the frozen lake
Other moods make the heart smile
The caged bird set free to fly
For a while
And bring deliverance to ones
Mind heart soul
And wellbeing.
Peter Dome©2019.
Hook: I want that Oscar Myer wiener.
Not a pretender a winner.
Far from a beginner.
Pure beef.
Put that ass to sleep.
They say the way to a man
is his stomach,
and he loves to eat.
Daddy loves to eat.
Parental discretion advised.
This is not Family Ties.
To see your pretty brown eyes.
Sets my day like the sunrise.
When you touch me here and there.
I feel good, all over, everywhere.
Parental discretion advised.
Like when you kiss me in the places
that the sun don't shine.
Like wine.
gets better with time.
I'll do what I gotta do.
Stand in front of a bullet.
Like Prince,
I would die for you.
Pull the trigger for you.
Shoot em up,
Bang- Bang.
Down like a warrior.
Nick name destroyer.
Last Terroriser,
No known survivors.
Live the life of a lier.
All of your enemies
I'll expire.
If you want me to
I'll admire.
Your wish is my desire.
You're the Master.
Check out the beat
while I preach like a Pastor.
Hook:
Want that Oscar Myer wiener.
Not a pretender, a winner.
Far from a beginner.
Pure beef, put that ass to sleep.
They say the way to a man
Is his stomach
and he loves to eat.
Daddy loves to eat.
I wanna bring you the world
like the sky brings the rain.
Fire brings flame.
Love brings pain.
Life brings experience.
Listen close so you could hear this.
So you could hear this.
Check it out Daddy.
Like a house that became complete.
With a picket fence.
Like memories of the past.
Cause us to reminisce.
Like adulthood,
comes from adolescence.
Like growing from a youth
into a convalescent.
Like the opposite of sadness
Is fantastic.
Our love is a mystery
like Houdini's magic.
Like most new cars
come from the classics.
Like these words
from my heart
for you to receive this message.
for you to receive this message.
Hook: Want that Oscar Myer wiener.
Not a pretender a winner.
Far from a beginner
pure beef
put that ass to sleep.
They say the way to a man
Is his stomach
and he loves to eat.
Daddy loves to eat.
Sexuality, love fantasies, the drip.
Tasty fruit juices,
of my Daddy's lips.
Putting the cream in my cool whip
doing the dip.
As I proceed to take control.
Working my hips.
Love the way he sucks my tit nips.
Takes the downtown trips.
The way he looks in my eyes.
Lick my thighs.
Like Toni Braxton, making me high.
Emotions can't be disguised.
Boy you got that healing.
Give me such a good feeling.
Watching the mirrors from the ceiling.
Put my body in ecstacy.
Bring me fire and desire.
Like Rick James and Teena Marie.
Feeling the melody ,
of your heat beat
bodies in heat.
Wish I could do a repeat.
Put that **** on D.V.D.
You heard me?
Headless ogres,goblins too
Witches stirring up their brew
Ghosts are flying through the air
Ghouls appearing everywhere
Devil with his pitchfork ready
Mummies tottering unsteady
Frankenstein and Michael Myer
Swamp Thing and his rag attire
Jason hiding in the lake
Coming for your life to take
Freddy K. wants you to sleep
So he can have your soul to keep
Vampires skulking every place
So don't go out or show your face
It's best if you just lock your door
And stay inside for one night more!
a yellowpage picasso somwhere
between
mullberry and mullenhauser.
daydream chatter creats cityscapes
with crystal raindrops falling from bent
and wrinkeled page corners.
futher down the colloms between
meeks and myer robots sit in a cafe
eating fried rice with chopsticks
and talking about the whether.
the dumbest sports model
an open bottle and an NFL player
especially if they used to be a gator
come on steve spurrier
raise better babies
in my day they
behaved
thats what he would say?no way
cave urban myer
and say you paid marc richt
before i make it stick
knife point style
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