NO MIND NO TEETH NO BODY NO GRIEF
NO ORGAN NO THIEF NO HAIR NO SEEITH
some believe
what some
believe
that to take
a photo of
them
is to
take
from
them
a part of
their soul and
so wanting
or should say
trying to grasp
what
happens
after the snap
shot
is taken
have i taken
or
took
part of
their
soul now
on my camera
roll
waiting
to be developed
but
what
of the old
photo
of my Nona
and Nono what
if i
take a
photo of
their photo
am I stealing
a piece of their
soul's soul
They stand on the corner anything you want they got,
Some do the deals some run the money and some call shots,
All of them are ready to pop at the first signs of a problem,
Smith n Weston and Glock know just how to solve them,
These boys are no joke they stay with one in the chamber,
They be the real definition of a true gang banger,
Quick to snatch a life in a min with no second guessing,
Putting snitches in body bags so that they learn they lesson,
This isn't a hobby for them this is everyday life,
They married to the game no time for kids and wife's,
Blood in and blood out or sometimes plata o plomo,
Turning your back on your family is a major nono,
It's getting crazy on these streets these boys run in groups,
Most of them were trained by the army so it's groups of troops,
Armed to the teeth with new age armor and weapons,
If you see them on your block get your self to stepping,
Cause they show no remorse innocent or not,
When bullets start flying everyone's getting shot.
~DM2~
nono i took a sleep
the crusades mine as I suffered not for you to take a ride
pray the pastor not mine as i will explode the wonder to be left on earth
for what
water my garden and leave me alone my babies taken from me
with kitchen rods and many tears to say hello yellow
a bunch of aspic if you ask me the like of you as i travel the phantom of errors
to feed around who surround me not to sign in
are we in rome
ask the flask of rum
nono the silly
only champagne
for a visit the tourist
nono just an ufo
that's the feel to be alien
flying the sky
and basket of bread
do not ask for sweet
as the screw driver
only want orange juice
"You will NEVER win the Spaceman Of The Year award!"/"I will SO!"/"You haven't the
love of humanity for it!!!"/"Get OFF my spaceship!"....Any form is acceptable.
For Matt's contest poem to movie based on the above dialogue!
Captain the craft is approaching with intent to board us, should we prepare for
boarding? Dr. Nono, do you have a positive ID? We believe it to be Martian Martin...
Captain replies, "Oh no my arch enemy, what does he want? this can't be good.
Prepare for boarding, doctor"
Martian Martin boards the spacecraft and approaches Captain Calamari.
Stating, "Good evening, captain, I have come to inform you of your defeat in this
years Spaceman of the year award, You will never win!!/"I will SO!"/"You haven't the
love of humanity for it!!"/"Get OFF my spaceship!"
Martian Martin exits the spaceship.
Captain Calamari turns to his crew and screams prepare for battle, Dr. Nono what is
our coordinates?
Dr. Nono states yes captain, battle stations ready, lock and load!! Coordinates: sector five, niner and grid four point seven. Fire at will!!
Pow!! Bang!! Boom!!
The Spaceman of the Year award is mine!! I shall not be defeated!! HAAHAA!
Yeah, but no, but yeah
Yeah, but no,
but no no no no
Yeah, but no, but yeehahahahaha
Yeah, but no, but yeah yeah
nono, but yeahah
Yeah, but yeah yeah
but but but but yeah yeah,
but no, but
no no no no no no
Maybe?
Oh bugger!
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