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A Good Day To Die
They say it's a good day to die,
Under this concrete sky,
But i know i will fry,
On Death Row, a sigh,
It's no lie,
It's a good day,
As, the Red Sox are away,
So there'll be plenty of juice,
And, the people will pay,
To watch the melee,
And, it's a tuesday,
So they all get meat,
It's cruel,
But it's better than gruel,
So, all in all,
It's a very good day to die,
And i can't be unhappy,
'Cos i done it !
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Who Are The Fishmen
What the Hell are they,
And what do they want?
We may never know ... !?!
The Fishmen...
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The Elk's Tear
One fine day,
He killed an elk,
Then went,
To put it on the shelf,
He saw a tear,
Fall from it's eye,
He cried,
Oh Good Lord,
What have i done?
I'm sorry,
I took away your fun,
And from that day on,
He never wore a gun.
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A Great Day For Leopards
It was a great day for leopards,
Three poachers killed,
And one maimed horribly,
It was a bad day for them !
But it was great day for leopards,
They had a party,
And celebrated in style,
With three deer & an hyena,
Well into the night,
They feasted, merrily,
I'm glad for the leopards,
But, for the poachers,
It's a dangerous game,
The leopards should remain,
And have the right to exist,
But the slaughter still persists,
But at least they had one great day.
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Good Night, or Good Morning,
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They Don't Do Religion ;
They don't do religion,
Very much these days,
Except when it's convienient,
Then everybody prays !
But down on the sidewalk,
It's a different game,
Where everbody's looking,
For someone else to blame,
But remember something,
It's all down to you,
Even when you sleep,
And everything you do,
'Cos they don't do Religion,
Very much these days.
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UFO
UFO
Where are you now?
UFO
Beyond the clouds?
UFO
Why do you go?
Will you save us?
Or are you a foe?
I guess,
We'll probably,
Never know ?!
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The Fish Of The Sea
The fish of the Sea are great, and generally,
They are better swimmers,
Than the people of the land,
The people of the Land,
Are shellfish, literally,
And clams!
But the Fish, of the Sea,
Are stronger, than,
The people of the Land,
Jellyfish excluded!,
And much better parents, generally,
Jellyfish included,
Bless ALL the Fish of The Sea..
And of the Rivers & Streams,
Pity the poor people of the Land,
For they cannot swim,
Like the Fish of the Sea,
And will never be free.
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The Ghost Of Man
In a black dream,
They appear to be,
The Ghost of Man
An apparition, of multiple layers,
Emotions, woven,
In the blanket of Time,
Trapped, within another frequency,
Seeking recogition,
And not sympathy,
Vibrating,
In the hope of acknowledgement,
PLEASE LISTEN !
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More To Follow...
More To Follow...
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