Lou, the harvest moon witch sits on a lovely stump
next to a miniscule gremlin who can be a grump
He is trying to nay-say her into a bad mood
But she has confidence and fortitude
Go away honey, she says, unless you can be positive
He slinks away into the leaves, that Gremlin, Shiv
Admiring her greatly, but a bit miffed too
He could not change the mood of that witch, harvest moon Lou
Matty Milksop thought about joining the military
Don’t make us mirthful said his cousin, Jerry.
You would be terrified of basic training
on everyone’s ideas he was always raining
Matty enlisted in spite of Jerry’s negativity
He’s currently an admirable in the US Navy
Moral of this story is plain, said my pal Wade
Don’t let a naysayer rain on your parade
Self soother naysayer tell me a fairy tale please
speak out a story that lingers soft as the breeze
Rein me in tight - by the light of an undulate sea
talk to me gently and rock me as if you were me
Calming yourself with a dream, let it be let it be
recall the walls of the sea and set yourself free
Self soother naysayer tell me a fairy tale please,
speak out a story that lingers with gentle appease.
Everything I buy is delivered in enormous trucks
not milk, cheese, meat and bread, right? asks a naysayer.
No. They are delivered in a car by my butler, Bucks.
Because I do not like to go into stores, said the mayor.
No channel skipping ..no flannel...it was so gripping…hearts melt…Pant's ripping svelte pelt and belt..stripping and whipping..the fab never drab Rishab lab..was it real..felt like I was tripping… no pipping..surreal cartwheel flipping..
Some verse about the Panto Pant curse…does traverse…like a hearse….won’t reimburse..adverse bowlers terse..things getting worse…reputations nurse…Rishab flash panache smash and grab..rehearse that ramp reverse..in his own homegrown perverse.. with only himself will converse..no fretting..go getting…record setting universe..
Now has outshone and outdone..shoves show pony Dhoni.. as the Indian man alright talisman with the gloves everybody loves with the most tons..holy moly..more three figures scores on England tours than the folklore of before..Sunny and Kohli..
Records splattered shattered..gallivanting Pant parade..cascade and cavalcade …flattered .. Rishab paddled..bowlers addled and raddled..skedaddled
Ignore any naysayer…prime sublime Pantomimes…haymaker…cocktail shaker…p**s taker…tik tok peacocker..run for fun maker…cool cat with the bat..almost indecent crimes..the Indian’s best test player and slayer of recent times..
Warm weather
welcomes wistful desires
into open arms
to shape and transform
into frangible reality…
Rise above noxious feedback,
naysayer noise is static.
Take constructive
criticism and create a buzz…
Warm weather
welcomes a hang- tough heart
into open arms
to stand up again
never become quiescent...
Rise above noxious feedback
naysayer noise is violet
change frequencies
turn to aquamarine ...
Rise above it all.
Let the shade of blue
envelope you.
Personify the serenity
of warm weather.
His was an incredible discovery; a phenomenal breakthrough.
To cure cancer completely is inconceivable, a naysayer said.
It would bring unimaginable joy to many, said his mother.
This scientist knew he could always count on her to say the right thing.
chocolate pudding for supper? Sure why not?
Shhh.....Differing opinions are not sought
I like my sweet foods, and milk products too
Keep your ideas to yourself, nephew naysayer Stew
I was just going to ask if there was enough pudding for me.
Well that is different, yes, I will share, said my Uncle Lee.
One person cannot make a difference the naysayer argues.
But I do not take the bait, for I have learned.
Naysayers do not have a stopping point.
I could prove it to him.
If he followed me to any function.
Where a dynamo walked in.
For dynamos change the attitude and altitude of the room instantly.
I have seen this happen over and over.
I do not care enough to teach him.
I have so little time.
I jump into a room
And let a party begin
Uplifting people
The naysayer has followed me.
He gives me a hate look.
I guess now he knows.
Smack the Naysayer upside the head
far fewer would have been harmed
had citizens not been disarmed --
Forefathers wise for Second Amendment
which Naysayers habitually make defendant
a necessary tool
to keep safe even the fool
preventing complete social upheaval
while man, his soul, remains harbinger
of evil!
Merry Halloween Shelly McQueen sang.
Merry Halloween! Loud, with a bang.
That is Christmas the naysayer said.
He is always a downer; his name is Fred.
Merry Halloween! Shelly McQueen sang out.
This time it was louder, like a giant shout.
Merry is for Christmas, spoke the nasty snot.
He would not know what merry was if it bit him Shelly thought.
Steampunk Admiral Rabbit was given his last commission today
He was grateful to have it before he turned too old or too ridiculously gray
His merriment led to some confusion in the throne room of May.
We were going to retire that bumbling fool said her brother Jay.
I am the queen, May said, and still on the throne as you can see.
No one retires Admiral Rabbit or anyone else except for me.
Jay backed off, but ran out to pout with his meaner cousin Jay Jee.
Another naysayer who thinks old folks should be tied to a tree.
all around Detroit we heard a vrrrooom vrrrooom
It’s a skull on a hog! It spells instant doom!
This was said by a naysayer who is always full of gloom.
I stood by the road to wave at the vrrrooom vrrrooom
It was a skull on a hog with orange streaming hair behind him
He asked if I wanted a ride and I climbed on in.
The grim reaper and Count Dracula were both terrified of him.
I had the best ride of my life, said my cousin Grim.
Seamstress Leland is sewing up all broken hearts.
Helping to heal those sad despondent couples torn apart.
Magic in his fingertips come onto the sewing thread.
When he is finished, the heart is glowing a pretty red.
But does it work? The naysayer asks Leland in a weird way.
He replies, “If it didn’t, why would I waste my time all day?”
This makes sense to me. I admire his devotion and dedication.
He heals so many, purifying their hearts in pure edification.
She won’t appreciate it. Don’t tell her.
But what if she is grateful.
Don’t be silly.
Some people might want me to tell them.
Not her. You know her.
I do not know her well, but my naysayer is in high gear.
It would be better if you just let her figure it out the hard way.
But if I could save her time.
She would resent you.
How do you know?
I just do.
I think about trying to sneak around the naysayer, but how?
She is a larger part of myself than my positive side.
Rearing her head in a loud angry way
Interjecting her opinions daily.
It is a quandary.
I pick up the phone three times.
Hanging up the second she answers all three times.
Forgetting about caller ID.
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