On Pheasant or Squirrel!
They will choose to nurture them as pets…
While the beasts in dungeons kept,
Sit trapped in regret.
With thoughts of conquest on their minds!
From a time when wine was poured freely,
As they danced and mocked those wise!
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Repetitious are the ramblings dished.
And who tossed them aside,To disregard and dismiss.There is a commonness linked,Between all of them like this.They seem willing to be victimized…For a prize that does not exist!A foolishness depicted…Is what these creatures share.Every few weeks,Their weeping is heard.And thoughts of others…Aren’t concerns they share.They want to make clear,Their feelings are felt like none other.And…
The streets are full with aging teenagers.
Irresponsible and socializing their whims.Those who can not get enough of ‘happy hour’…24/7 and some!Those are the ones who befriend their children,With a lack of parenting and a breakdown of discipline!Those are the ones who confront teachers,To defend their disrespecting children…As if that is an honor to show up,After their offspring have been tossed out!And…
It’s been a long time
You know…What people doWhen they get together and screw?And the bed makes a noise,That shakes the walls, floor and ceiling too!I want to ‘bang’!Yes I do!I’m admitting that.How about you?
If given a voice attention to listen…
May hear with an understanding…That which has eclipsed,Comprehension quickly dismissed.If a choice to delay information,That comes.The message to be delivered,May not produce the right outcome…For some expecting more.And a continued conflict sits within those minds.Sitting with a grasping restlessness,To express time after time…They have found themselves outdone.Wishing empathy to be shown by ‘anyone’.Although not introspective…
Don’t putter in the muck too much.
And learn to strut your stuff.Don’t putter in the muck too much.Give that up.And learn to strut your stuff.Don’t putter in the muck too much.Give that up.And learn to strut your stuff.Pack that sad act you do,And put it away!Don’t putter in the muck too much.Give that up.And learn to strut your stuff.Don’t putter in…
Too deep that it sits untouched!
If an itch was scratched!And under their feet.But leap years away,From those caught up…In divisions.And visions growing within them dim…When the slightest ‘light’ enclosed inside,Is trapped!To allow an ignorance flourished to set in!Beginning a diminishing,Swiftly!Blowing a blind dust to addict and attract,Until a rusting holds them back!And that which is considered too deep to touch…Fades,Into…