Two peas in a pod we are,

No more, no more, no more…No more, no more!Not gonna fight against ignorance.Or with conditions that present it.No more, no more, no more…No more, no more!I’ve grown to want a better appetite.I like.For my life.Without a bit of blight,To nibble off a piece of it…To satisfy my hungered sight!I’ve grown to want a better appetite.I…

Coming to rest between beats.Half steps met and seething sexiness,Paced and sensual.And an oboe flows,Teased by chords of piano keys.Keeping our tune melodic…Sweet and orchestrated,To bait a repeated chorus of love!

They believed truth could be dismissed.Like a white lie told from lips.But truth is unresisting.It hits like a ton of bricks.And could care less,Who denies its existence.And those living without it…Now find their lives in a mess.The hour of truth has arrived.And recognizing it,Catches many by surprise.Why?Because so many believed,It was something they could create.Like…

To gain that respect,From those who can only reflect…Upon some self importance,Believed…Another gets and expects,From gratifying accolades made.And is proud of what one does.And..Is proud,Of what has been done!To some…With a sign that is shown.To others…Perhaps a perception,Of one keeping silent a conceit.And giving no attention to the doubters…Who will always remain who they are.Doubters…

With traps of ‘things’That within them bring no happiness.Hurts to knowThe life I love so much,Seems out of touchWith those who wake up…Finding nothing to expressA gratitude to profess.Or confess a possession of pride.Even if that is kept inside.And I am thankful to God,For allowing me just to open my eyes.Hear the sounds of nature.And…

George, it’s Condi!She says they are almost finishedWith her makeover!She wants to knowIf she should bring back anything with her? ‘Yes! Tell her to bring a fifth of vodka.Ben is hooked on it with cranberry juice!He guzzles that stuff!‘Is he still there with you?I heard him say he was leaving,To make a new video? ‘