

The Rotten Fruit of LifeI don't even know what I'm here for Why my mother broke her water to deliver me for Where I've been, what I'm headed for Whether I want less or need more I'm watching the game and not worrying about the scoreboard Or it's like I am if you prefer a simile over a metaphor Maybe I should continue to keep my pen at war or Just let my blood run its course towards My heart like microscopic razors This pain is worse than a sore throat It's hard to swallow like a red delicious apple core But yet I can't quit taking bites like that railroad Where the Little Engine thought up thatThe Rotten Fruit of Life


AGoodNightAt+AfterTheJazzClubAfter six instrumentsAGoodNightAt+AfterTheJazzClub
Before several glasses
Did I forget to mention it? The high mark of fashion Eyes livid with intensity Of course a course of crashes On her pubisity Remember the classy sassiness Of it all


A Need to Be BeatenIf grass was yellow and urine was green I still wouldn't know what the hell that means If you painted on jeans And then dashed by me like a Caribbean queen We'd go to Billy Ocean house and eat some greens With cornbread that's smelled but seldom ever seen One bite, it's gone, I'm like a fiend He'd sing us his hits like get out of my dream And into my car (in the backseat) Baby You remind me of my Jeep And I got seventy reasons To meet you this week One is that sugar is only half as sweet The other 69 are between my sheets No more love on the run, so takeA Need to Be Beaten


Unbroken PrideWired like a coffee maker Fired like a .38 caliber life taker Unemployed my life is voidUnbroken Pride
Of anything that can keep me not paranoid Will my family starve next to the train tracks? Or will they starve wearing paper sacks? Over their heads ashamed to claim their bacon bringer homer Who's been nothing but a nappy hair comber Lying in piss filled alleys begging for money To buy Lawanda that pancake that she wanted to eat with the honey That I found last night in the Shoney's trash compactor Acting like I'm 'bout to die even though I'm no actor But I can't die with my family o


Ode to BillyThere once was a boy named Billy He was quiet at first, but later I learned he was really quite silly Explode! He'd exclaim And say I'm not to blame For your weight gain If you think that I am insane HahahaOde to Billy
What's that in his belly? A full jar of Nutelly Now, whose laugh is the last Pecans, peanuts, cashews, walnuts - I thought that was all in his past. He's a maniacal fiend At first sight of a bean Jelly, of course Will make him run like a horse To snatch up that sweet treat Before you get to your feet
Betty Rogue, he’d call ou
Devious Comments
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Time is precious; waste it wisely.
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We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.
Open up, I'm climbing in, and takin it easy.
~Jackson Browne
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Mission completion fuel: infinity
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Time is precious; waste it wisely.
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