Speeches peaches,
Just like leeches,
Sucking my blood,
Sucking my nards,
It’s really hards,
Just like a rock,
They’re in my sock!
where were wits
when what witheld
was wisdomless?
In foolishness the
nards were
misinform,yet they
cried for freedom in
uniform.
Should we title this act
of foolishness as
creativity or
mediocrity?
What an
arrangement,the dead
and the living in a
morse
allignment,living in
desolent.
Unequal were they not
all born?
The same government
did not all mourn?
Manifesto did you not
all heard?
Your leader did you
not all choiced?
Smiling at your good
then,snoring at the
next gen {generation}.
Failure your
underwear.
Amazing are your
blessings,contageous
are your existing
woed folk.
IF YOU ARE
BLIND,MUST YOUR
LEADER BE BLIND?
The smell of the blue sky, the sound of a hole
to think and make sense is not my role
Watch as a couch contemplates death
listen as a squid tries to make breath
I don't know why I know not why
enter the sandman.. pie in the eye
live my birthday, die my cast
touch all the lemmings as they hurry past.
sense isn't made, it's merely brought in
from the island of lezbos where no one can sin
money is flat and so are cards
now you deserve a kick in the nards
I may be loopy, I may be old
only thing sane in my life is "moulds"
first name is kelly and she's all mine
ya gotta love her all of the time.
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