We had Debbie Gibson,
And Motley Crew.
We had Jon Bon Jovi,
and Scooby-Do.
We had Axl Rose,
And MTV.
We had school
house rock,
And MR. T.
We had Alf,
And Pac-Man.
We had Doc Martins,
and Duran, Duran.
We had Boy George,
And Bill and Ted.
We have Ferris Bueller,
home sick in bed.
We had Where's the Beef,
and Robo-cop.
We had Thunder Cats,
And pudding pops.
We had Ayatollah,
And the Whopper.
We had Spud McKenzie,
And Cyndi Lauper.
We had Ziggy Stardust,
And Family Ties.
We had Michael Jackson,
and Hungry Eyes.
We had Rainbow Bright,
And Flash Dance.
We had Pee Wee Herman
And Puffy pants.
We had Led Zeppelin,
And David Bowie.
We had Pink Floyd,
And Chocolate
Chips Ahoy.
We had Jaws,
And Richard Pryor.
We had the
war on drugs,
and Easy Rider.
TURBO1904 ?
1980
With deep sadness, I heard the awful news,
My favourite stand up comedian Richard Pryor,
It was June 9th while being in a drug-induced psychosis,
He poured rum over his body and set himself on fire.
1981
It was cold December everywhere was covered with snow,
I was living in Ayrshire, Scotland, on the 24th day,
Everything was in order, all was going remarkably well,
I said I do and married my wife Elizabeth Daye.
1983 - 1984
My wife gave birth to my first daughter, Lily, Louise,
She was a beautiful child not because she was mine,
Sofie, Lexie was born giving me daughter number two;
That was May the year after on a sunny morning on day nine.
1986
Shocked I was by the sudden death of my beloved father,
I was the youngest and looked very much like him;
Six months after that, I was to receive the same news,
The death of my grandmother Kimberley but we called her Kim.
Fifty-Nine Dead, 597 Injured by Gun—US Tragedy—We continue to kill each with abandon!
Needles without thread
Stallone without stones
Marriage without love
Man without his gun
Romeo without Juliet
Parson without parish
Ocean without motion
Man without his gun
John without Marsha
Taylor without arrows
Pryor without fire
Man without his gun
Joplin without McGee
Monroe without Joltin' Joe
George Herman without Babe
Man without his gun
More dead, more guns
Blood spewing forth, more guns
Insanity embraced, more guns
A mother pleads, take your guns to town boy
A mother and 58 more plead, here are my sons, my daughters
I provide them to you, use your guns, do what you must, kill them
Guns, embraced by the ultimate lethal weapon, man…more guns, more guns
Cronkite did the talking.
Nixon started walking.
Through the rabbit's ears
we saw it all.
Windows down by cranking.
Kids still got a spanking.
Food stamps were on paper
not on cards.
Pryor told the jokes.
Everybody smoked.
Man things were different
way back then.
IDE like 2 live , in a luner coloney .
Wair all us aytheist hockey players can live in liberty .
Away from all the dirtey talkers like Richard Pryor .
& away from people hoo are addicted 2 the kwyir !
People hoo cover thair burgers with cooked onions & mayohnaze ,
Are the kind of people , hoo are sureley mayo krazed !
These people use nouns as verbs ! And thay woent
Stops saying , all seven dirtey words !
So all us hetiroe sapein boys , invite all you orange haired girls
2 the moon , included are free tickets 4 the Tokyo orbital eluhvaytor ,
So you can see us soon !
Slicing through this heart of their matter ? Said the mad hatter..
Giants causeway; going to view a rare as of late movie bits in, escapism
American Hustle it's title given and two facts for myself parted these curtains
Unto another motion picture's canvas: Amy Adams Bradly Cooper having loved their
Pryor performances endearing one's heart again his paradox ? A four star review
Left walking away once more disenchanted afore their final credits could roll of, deja vu
Regurgitated recycled hopeless hurray, for Hollywood ? Show me the money, her mademoiselle
Chimed a cheque in chic; slight be hands pink champagne red roses an invite to, his White House ?
Most every actor's dream come true; rubbing elbows with these tuxedos; slash, trench coats
Turn, and war their words; as baby got a new pair, of ruby red shoes ? Dance the candleman; atop
Silver chairs high up there enter this dox; celluloid impersonations reverberations constipations....
Grab that cash with both hands their golden rule while tossing Dorothy her rainbows edge your hungry.
michelle
creative,sexy,outgoing,smart
sister of latrice
lover of those who love me
who feels safe,loved,lonely,and scared
who fears lightning,spiders,death and slugs
who like to see life,colors,flowers and love
resident of baltimore, md
pryor
fog fades
diamonds last
i will never forget our past
how u made me laugh
how u made me cry
why did u have to die?
i remember when we use to walk home together
almost like we had known each other forever
we walked
we laughed
we cried
we had our goodtimes
we had our badtimes
when i was upset
and my tears were wet
you cheered me up! in silly ways.
i love u
i miss u
i hope your better
i have one wish
not three not two
my one wish is one more day with u !
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