Gran and Gramps are BUM BUMS!
Standing beneath bouncy castle with hope and glee
Begging my Gran and Gramps to lift me up to see
The fun and exuberance of children taking a jump
Rolling into the middle like one big kiddie lump
Screams and giggles radiate through the air
Flying shoes, squished candy and knots of long hair
Children in chaos while adults swirl round
Bellowing “Be Careful or you might hit the ground”
I plead with Gran and Gramps in my best squeaky voice
To keep their big promise and give me the choice
To join in the fun and experience all the sites
They renege on their promise and gosh that bites
I crawl into the car with a big scowl on my face
Those two party-poopers are a child’s disgrace!
Riding home in silence and feeling so glum
I give them a nickname “Gran and Gramps Bum Bums”
Waving goodbye and as they drop me to the door
Dumb “Bum Bums” will be lucky to see me anymore!
A Petrchan sonnet)
The. Dems or ‘cons two sides of the same bit
Vote I would never do. A waste of time
I have better things to do‘on my dime
Both parties suck ass and they stink like s*it
Seesaw politics has played out it’s game
Seesaw politics done, that is my view
What ‘s a voter to do,I’ll show you
Seesaw politics today is so lame
The best move is a no-confidence vote
Two party system candidates are crap
Do not bother voting and do not gloat
The two party system has gone rotten
Using Trump as a scape goat is so sad
The seesaw system should be forgotten
It's known as the 'Grand Old Party',
But now it seems the GOP stands for
'Grab Only Power'.
Here, it is simple greed that drives
False narratives, where residues spoil
Before they sour.
Little remains, from this once honorable
Party of Lincoln, where he himself
Would not recognize it today.
Since those ideals of a single nation
And its people, have seceded from a
Union, with a fractured display.
Now I believe in our two-party system
And feel both sides have value
That we need.
Yet I'll never find the reason in creating
A further divide, as the privileged
Cause others to bleed.
So for those that might remember,
Who it is that they truly serve.
My prayers will ask only that you find
Courage, and hopefully a democracy
to preserve.
a meer hic can
say
yes no maybe
to
an us against them
political
two party system
that cares not
for
other than conflict
and
negates co-operative
politics
as social corruption
stan sand
as children we watched the sky wind clouds
from amongst trees or sandy beech crowds
we played in the water and had fun with reflections
picturing lions tigers and bears as with our cloud assumptions
until isaac newton no one understood the nature of light
water reflections and cloud images were mysteries in actual sight
ancients pictured these visual echoes in rivers of water or air as proof
revealing what exists above is but thought to what lies beneath
high ideals of mind grasped a system of logic that appeared as lawed
from above the cloud image reflections of those looking down called the gods
heaven was thought as wisdom above so below was pain ignorance and death
and we slowly evolving fractal biological thought forms knot and pain the earth
typically problems grow till out of control and we finally summon all our forces
to first protect corporations with legal 'personhoods' not our people sources
of families labor and taxes without guaranteed government health care fallback
just an 'us against them' two party political system with hollywood at its back
stan sand
laughter belly aches in positive terms,
blame the yeast before the bread crumbles
the horse fits its harnass enough for one to vanish
pierced through the heart of all understanding
its even safe for walking
Tribute To Jay Longo singer of S.O.S.
My dreams are incredibly vivid and lucid. So much so, that at times, I can not differentiate between my waking world and my world of slumber
"The days of self centered, gluttonous, smoke and mirrors "rock star" are over...
What the world desperately needs now, are advocates for empowerment,
ambassadors of hope,
and a genuine catalyst for change
try leaning in the army of success its way to rest
columns fostered in everyday stand
grow slowly then suddenly to blame
Rock Star you will go far
Jay Longo is a certified friend
with whom you can depend
success in a two party test
silence is golden why you been holden
treasure the remedy
laughter belly aches in positive terms,
blame the yeast before the bread crumbles
the horse fits its harnass enough for one to vanish
pierced through the heart of all understanding
its even safe for walking
Tribute To Jay Longo singer of S.O.S.
My dreams are incredibly vivid and lucid. So much so, that at times, I can not differentiate between my waking world and my world of slumber
"The days of self centered, gluttonous, smoke and mirrors "rock star" are over...
What the world desperately needs now, are advocates for empowerment,
ambassadors of hope,
and a genuine catalyst for change
try leaning in the army of success its way to rest
columns fostered in everyday stand
grow slowly then suddenly to blame
Rock Star you will go far
Jay Longo is a certified friend
with whom you can depend
success in a two party test
silence is golden why you been holden
treasure the remedy
I have to tell you that this is fiction
Or else I'd get a conviction.
A family of evil with cold dead hearts
No one can trace where their family starts.
For at least a 100 years they been pulling the strings
They're not human, only cold dead things.
With more wealth than the rest of us combined
Heads of the KGC I think you'll find.
They're trying to claim the planet, they're trying to steal the crown.
Nine tenths of the people they plan to drown.
They've dimmed the light and tried making it dark
You'll be dead if you don't wear the beasts mark.
War, poverty and hunger can be layed at their door
Nearly a bank in every country, just a few more.
Slavery never ended, we're all under monies cane
They killed Lincoln because he new their game.
War criminals, murderers and sick peadophiles
Jake doesn't care who he defiles.
The truth is there for you to see with your own eyes
Don't believe government or media lies.
To this family they all pay a toll
Its the Rotchilds that's in control.
With a two party system freedom is your illusion
You're just another battery stuck in their confusion
In the house a monster grows.
Dissension seethes unchecked,
this house divided stands alone.
The strongest rule, the rest beaten, submit,
hopelessly pay homage, for now.
The young, attention is speculative
in hope of increasing dominance.
Strength through numbers, majority rule.
Know those who now rule will again be replaced,
they sulk, awaiting their turn.
Until then, they will pretend and play their game.
A country suffers, new fighting begins,
parlay and banter are not our friends,
The people the victim once again.
Strong medicine needed to bring this monster its end.
This two party system is destroying from within.
When God passed out brains he must have missed them,
These followers in two party system.
If they vote a nay or aye
It's just to block the other guy.
As candidates we should black list them.
For Caroline's Follower or Leader contest 2nd place
In the house a monster grows.
Dissention seethes unchecked,
this house divided stands alone.
The strongest rule, the rest beaten, submit,
hopelessly pay homage, for now.
The young, attention is speculative
in hope of increasing dominance.
Strength through numbers, majority rule.
Know those who now rule will again be replaced,
they sulk, awaiting their turn.
Until then, they will pretend and play their game.
A country suffers, new fighting begins,
parlay and banter are not our friends,
The people the victim once again.
Strong medicine needed to bring this monster its end.
This two party system is destroying from within.
The Electoral College is fraud.
At it's best they take us hostage
Then pay our ransom in jest
This two-party-system
Disingenuous
Slithery snakes
Investing
In fear
Stock.
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