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Pat Mccoy Poem
"Pleased to meet you",a friendly line
I guess you'll be my neighbor for a "little" while
Would you like to come in and have a tasty cup of tea
There is something I should show you
Something you would not believe
Now strung on a rafter through my affinity
You were a fly caught in a web of
maletecence when you fell asleep
Revolting from the stench of my malignity
Your barbed wire ripened flesh is only the beginning
Through my ablation of your anatomy
The bewildered expression on your face
shows the pain I thrive to see
Hung upside down,you are gutted pigotry
No one will ever know that it was ever me
Blood bubbles through your ears and gushes out your mouth
Your gargled scream no one will hear
To my binge I am devout
Terror stricken eyes and horror haunted soul
Your blood has bleached the floor since I plotted your demise
Through your fog glazed eyes I see your life deprived
Reflections of my beligerent smile confirms your last good-bye
Your necrology sealed through a macabrish mind
Pleased to meet you,it sure was fine!!!
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Spewing forth contention
All ignorance to compel
Obstreperous yet dastardly
the politicians quell
Negection of poverty
within its own society
Unbalancing the scales of
a nations sovereignty
Execration of innocence
A new age policy
A xenophobic corpulace
of mass conspiracy
Many masks of one shall bare
the fruits through others gains
Bleeding dry good ethics and
leaving honesty in bane
Replacing it with seething spite
Now a flag bloodstained
Disconsolation through mans indignation
Predictions of plight into subjugation
Resulting in a death of a nation!!!
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One fine day while shovelling snow from upon my sidewalk
I noticed a huge hairy dog on a big shiny white rock
He wagged his little bushy tail and ran with jolly up to me
and lifted up his right hind leg and on my leg he peed
Redfaced mad and humiliated,I chased him down the street
I followed him with full regard for what he did to me
I chased him to an alley and into a dark backyard
He ran into an old woodshed and hit the shed but hard
Down and out, he was laying, twitching on the ground
I had tried to read the printing on his collar I had found
I ran in fear of being caught for what I may have done
And ran into a big huge witch who must have weighed a ton
She looked and said "That was my dog" as I shook my dizzy head
"He used to be a damn good dog, but now he is damn good dead!"
I said "Good" and walked away with a grin upon my face
No more dog to pee on me and put me to disgrace
Back at home still shovelling snow, I heard a whining sound
I turned and looked to my dismay, "That dog is still around?"
I seen the witch who owned the dog, she smiled and sadi to me
"My dog is fine and my oh my, you should have let him be!"
With and evil laugh the stare, she said "Sick em!" clear and loud
I shovelled him up into the air, so high he broke a cloud
Finally he landed hard, and hit a speeding car
The dog flew like a football far off to distant stars
The old witch, shocked, left in a rage and went back to her home
We knew that dog ain't coming back and no more shall he roam
Here you have the story of a dog, some man's best friend
For any dog that pees on me to doggy heaven I will send
Before I resumed shovelling snow, I looked up to the sky
Then it started raining yellow drops on my face, don't ask why!!!
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Give us an arm and a back if you may
We need a thousand units for the contract today
We'll pay you the money though just what you need
We'll take the rest and plant our seeds of greed
We believe in your future and security
We assume you need help through dicipline you see
We hope to make you happy with special treats and such
Although you may have some concerns,to us that don't mean much
We don't care if you're busted up,bleeding bad or dead
All we want is more production and messing with your heads
We greet you with a smile while inside laughing don't you know
We watch you come in full of life and empty when you go
We are a lifetime achievement,yeah,your body and your soul
We will not be satisfied 'till we have full control
We'll treat you all like animals if we choose to do so
We'll even invite an audience to enjoy the show
You won't get very far here except our favorite sons
We only favor dirty knees and noses,big brown ones
Now give us more production and don't give us any gup
or you'll be in deep trouble when you get written up
We just know what we are worth when all is done and said
Come and earn a happy life,heh,enjoy it when you're dead!!!
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What is your drug of choice,if one is had.Booze,weed or LSD,cocaine,speed or PCP!There are many that we do but this crap is not good for you.
Nothing to gain for scars I bare but drink and crap my underwear!
Snort a line,what can I do,keep snorting until my face turns blue!
Pop a lid and watch me fly and watch the wall melt while I fry!
Puff a blunt,I feel just fine until I lose all track of time!
One teaspoon of dust inside my wine and I go swimming with the swine!
Oxycoten is not for me when I have got the need for speed!
Now I bounce back off the wall because I hear a special call!
That call is called reality,it screams this will be the end of me!
What choice is there when life is hard and I am dealing my last card!
Get off my ass and out of bed and if I fail I end up dead!
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Once in a while when we fall down
Rarely ever is there anybody else around
To take all of our sorrows and misery away
We seem to suffer to our dying day
A maelstrom of voices swirl through our heads
A bunch of mixed up words from what people said
Saying that this is what life is about
But this ain't what I want and that I don't doubt
I'm drowning the bad thoughts deep in my brain
I'm gonna slam a 60-pound and flush my mind away
I'll wake up in a ditch or in my bloody grave
The ballad of the whiskey ballet
It's cheaper for a bottle than a stinkin' bar
Where all the blasted bastards and the ditchpigs are
I like to drink alone with no one else around
I drink all I want on my own slammin' ground
I don't need someone telling me that I'm being too damned loud
I don't need anyone treating me like a drunk and foolish clown
I'll just turn around and belch into whomevers face and
waltz away on my own cloud by my own staggering pace
I'll be belching and mumbling,kicking and stumbling
puking and yelling,going to Hell andfighting and bleeding
The world will take heed and crashing and crawling
to the ballad of the whiskey ballet!!
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I fall into unknown reasons
I lay wanting,needing
Convolution,soul sucked dry
Aphasia,alone within
A battered shell,augmental decay
Life slowly passes away
Debilitated to my dismay
An accidental tragedy has
lost the lives of many
Contumaciosly
The musk from last nights indulgence
still lingers and it accuses me
I have debased the family tree
Through my lost cognizance
The pain others must breath
Censoring all relations
A dissaproval of my being
The air as thick as sulpher
A cyanosis of the soul
I'm left alive to face it all
Retribution paid in full!!!
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Incursion,moribundant
Iniquity,a malediction
Too late for reflection
No use for apologies
The harm has been done
Animus emotions
No war is ever won
Abjective adversity
Asperity of atrophy
Aberration then infamy
A molevolent society
A dictators sick dream
Future state,our reality!!!
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Heart of thorns,soul of pain
Watch couples strolling through the sand
Smiling,touching,holding hands
A feeling claws me as I glance
Heart of thorns,soul of pain
Seas of tears I tread alone
This feelingI've forever known
Haunting paths with no light shown
Heart of thorns won't set me free
Soul of pain won't leave me be
Seas of darkness,endless,deep
Pulls me under,drowning me
Heart of thorns,soul of pain
Feeling envious to your gain
Thoughts of death taunting my brain
The mirror sees I am insane
Heart of thorns won't leave me be
Soul of pain won't set me free
Quelling torment endlessly
Kill the pain to Death I plead
Soul of pain,heart of thorns
A pool of blood shines off the floor
The endless pain of love,no more!!!
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Ages of passivity
My soul in captivity
I have endured longevity
and created a malignity
Now lives my iniquity
Causing a calamity
I am damned to an eternity
of spiteful animosity
Will I ever be free
or will I be left empty
Only in time I will see!!!
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