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about 600 million years ago, with major complexes like the Lynn Volcanic Complex, Mattapan Volcanic Complex, and Middlesex Fells Volcanic Complex forming bedrock, visible as resistant rock formations in areas like the Blue Hills
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The Strobe of Null
"A Leaps of Fourths and Fifths"
the scene in the newly exopy-resinned floor
was of the galaxy she destroyed.
Commissioned by darkseid and lex Luthor
Wriiten By Darksied
Arraged by L. Luthor
Courtsey of Strang Album Co.
Nisus and Euryalus: insisted them all to be older than 25 the age of
the matured voice. There they could "fach" without worrying who they offended. Some ultra conservative persons
found them to be the words used to describe or the words that ushered in uncomfortable conversations
"mention the ***** divorce is near
say your dike friend is as freindly as
a yak
tell the story of bridled glory and they
will say you need to see a quack"
I must admit I liked the fit
Swigg and Liqueur
a formal agreement
Strang: Guirtar Strangs thats
the thang Profundo due yo' thang!"
Basically quite happy if i was on the planet myself
friends that turned to fiends
family drifted away
went for a fitting for in but didn't
picked at the uluars
Strang has took an e
We i r
do do welcomed
hope the plants take over
let the earth takes itself back
Ma boatie sailed ower the mist covered sea,
I searched an sought for your hidden shore,
Shrouded in mist frae ma searching eye.
You left in a red mist o yer makin,
Stormin aff afore ah could stoap yer flight,
Heid strang defiant an unco deaf tae protestations,
Awa back tae yer hame doon by the wild sea,
Broodin an frettin yer wrath ready tae explode,
Watchin the mist conseal yer shore.
Selkies an sirens kept silent at nicht,
Feart o yer mad writhings an screams,
Even the Coileach hid hersell away ,
In daurk caves inside o hills and bogs.
They were loast in the wids,
Whaur only fae Ghillie could see them oot.
Doon rushing burns kelpies would scream,
Rending the nicht to quiver an moan,
Whaur travellers wid shiver in tavern rooms.
Ah heard the moans an gripes in the mist
As at last ah fund yer shore wi smooth saun,
Whaur ah beeched ma little boatie,
Unner the licht o a bricht shining moon.
Upon yer shore ah staun an cast a look
Ower the saun toward yer hame,
An wunner if ah was tae blame.
Yer loast tae me forever in time,
Ne,er again will ah call ye mine.
Andrew mcintyre. 28/12/2020.
for you my soul burn
promise I will return
tho am in a strang land
your love my band
your my day night and moon
BABY I'LL
BE HOME SOON
Chicken wang, chicken wang
Just hangin with my homies...
Eatin some baloney
Freaky thang, freaky thang
Just hangin with my groupie
Eatin something fruited
Orangutan, orangutan
Just hangin in da jungle
Try in a make a hustle
Shake that thang, shake that thang
Just playin with tha maracas
Tryina make a dolla
Band that thang, bang that thang
Just bangin on tha bongos
Tryina do da Kongo
Swang that thang, swang that thang
Just like a shoe strang
Eatin me some noodles
Tryina train a poodle
over here its a strang ground
not have you around
I can hear your sound
as we touch
and love so much
its hell too
ITS WAR
NOT HAVING YOU
Janet
I Was a Nurse in Vietnam,
Not Something I’d Recommend.
I Was Present So Many Times,
When a Soldier Met His End.
I Don’t Do Nursing Anymore,
And I Haven’t since Vietnam.
I Saw and Felt Too Much....
I Am Just Not Very Strong.
I Know There Were Quite a Few,
That Were Helped Because I Was There.
For this I Thank God Every Day,
I Hope They Know I Care.
I Would Sit and Read the Letters,
They Received from Home.
For Those That Got No Letter...
I Would Talk So They Didn’t Feel Alone.
That Fatal Day We Were Attacked,
I Just Kept Helping Those Men.
My Mind Kicked into Overdrive...
I Failed to Notice My Own End.
But I Remember it Was a Glorious Day,
When I Saw That Wall of Granite.
There Was My Name Carved in Stone.
My Last name Hill and My First Name....Janet
Connie Moore
August 5, 2000
Strang, Ok. 74367
The Stranger to me,
is a strang mystery to my heart.
They hold a key
to a secret chamber door
to my lone heart.
The Stranger is new
and they're afraid to unlock
the secret door of emotions
that lead to my loving heart.
The Stranger is afraid to see my love break away.
Afraid to see my love gallop away and find some other stranger,
in the heavy meadows and flower gardens,
in this dark and lonesome universe.
Don't be afraid,
Come, you are no stranger to me.
Go on, and find the secret chamber door
that leads to my glorious heart.
Unlock it with the golden key.
Once you open the door to my heart,
You will no more be a stranger to me.
when you're in a strang place
sn you new face with taste
tryin to get around town
no matter where your bound
and your self
near a station
where ask
FOR INFORMATION
we're what we are
near or far
we have difference taste
my roots i have traces
mabe i have a strang face
am
pround of
MY RACE
Hendrix was the best on the guitar that eye have ever saw and the star spangled
banner made by this strang black man became my country banner sweet. There
was so many off the wall hard to play and follow like the BEGEES nothing rally
wrong with them just could not copy them. BOOGIE WOOGIE will remain the
easiest to play just progressions made of love back and forth and up ZZ Top just
left Chicago and Found they Jesus.
The Doors was everyone's favorite when getting high. Eye could not party and
maintain my dignity eye never could have group sex or sinful fun with everyone a
problem to the gamers to the players to the users everyone eye then become the
odd one to them all preferring quiet solitude unless they needed me to help
maintain there dignity. Piano music will remain the favorite of rednecks killers'
kain. Steppenwolfe played the drug songs patriotic backwards making fun of
pushers users flushers. Listen quickly to this musickal idea before eye leave
John Fogarty and others like him even women who play musick helped this
young man believe in GOD.
OLD BEANS
Differences make strang bedfellows ewe listen to the mee old bean old bean
rhymes with caviar behind the bar the windows closed the lights are low no one
is bandying about the place just mee and ewe and no disgrace in love and
kisses sweeter two of them are mine one of them for ewe so sweetly planted by
the ewe on hands so roughened by the tasks of mee and used just to survive for
ewe the one eye have for ewe is Christmas wine so sweetly given and will last a
Christmas missing as eye rhyme a thought for ewe
OLD BEANS
Green Bean Old Bean Old Man
Lima Bean Young Bean Old Woman
Can beans Gone Beans Young Love
Love Beans Kiss Beans We Beans
Heart Beans Heart Beans Love
This is Christmas Poem for my Flower done.
OLD BEANS
NewFlaverPizzA
Never eaten before byte the yew a very strang pizza slice two thin crust a BBQ
sauce there is cheese of course there is meat no don't go there I'm not sure its
chicken of course all meat is just chicken if it is not beef but why is the BBQ
sauce on it so thick there is onions sliced THIN a thing not required of a new
pizza born the thing is delicious do not get me wrong just wondering who made it
wondering where it was born my pizza only lasted as long as eye chewed it a
fable of pizza now eye can still taste it my newflaverpizza
NewFlaverPizzA
Litmus Test
Litmus test
In this medical testing world we live in this strang new millennium they give us
sickness not unto Death but eye am still afraid sometimes to take the test they
scratched my arm once with a neuron toxin and eye was almost layed to rest
The doctor told me it would make a bump so BOYO was eye happy when bump
was raised but THEN the people of the place that eye was in
Said eye could not even stay thay pooed at me and told me the serum must have
caused a reaction you are sick they would not listen to my reason or the fact that
the inoculation was making me much better and the only indicator of the problem
of my arm became a zero factor when the director of the mission kicked me right
outside the door they told me not once but three different times we do not help
your kind of person you have no reason to exist you are closer now to becoming
extinct you are just worthless today and every other day just go away old
homeless stay away this was the litmus test
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