Thursday, September 30, 2021

Awe Sum

Ineffable it must be fucked. And death. Thus awesome asks discussion.

Wednesday, September 29, 2021

Ducks

 God is a duck. Duck duck go duck your self.

Art Of A Thing

 It is the art of a thing.

Hat The Cat

The cat need a hat.

The cat shit a hat.

The cat has a hat.

The cat is a hat.

The Pancake Rap

 Excuse me waitress

They call me flappy jack

And I’d like to order 

For my brunch attack

See I travel the world

Been looking trying to find

The perfect pancake

That will blow my mind

Make em golden and fluffy

A side of bacon that's crunchy 


Butter it up

Put some milk in my cup

Cover all with some syrup

That's the thing for the cheer up


My names Shiz Quick

See now I got this problem

I’m so fast that I’m smoking

And the munchies I got em


I see here that you got some pancakes

That’s good cuz I’ll need a platter

Choice of flour or cornmeal 

Gurl I’ll take the latter


Now the toppings important

And don’t want you to dis me

Make a note of this potion

And I’ll tip you a benjie


Cool whip it good

Piled high

Like you should

Loaded up with my berries

Blue

Black

Straw

And cherry


Sour cream on the top

Just a dollop will do ya

Sprinkles all you got

Melted chocolate

For my health

Maple syrup on the side

I’ll put it on by myself


And some additional fixings

Just in case we be missing

Anything that I’m wishing

For this perfection I’m piecing


No bacon

To greasy

Sub an egg

Nice an easy

Grab some juice

Make it orange

Add a water at that

And I like my coffee like Michelle 

Hot powerful and black 


Black 


Black


Pull up a 

Seat

Griddles fired up. I’m mixing up the batter.

It’s a

Shame

Every pancake that I eat just makes me fatter

You’ll have to

Wait

And if you think it be taking to long

Turn up the

Heat

They’ll be ready by the end of this song

So eat em


Cakes

So hot they be moist in they aroma

For heavens

Sake

Eat so many that I end up in a coma

It's a give and

Take

Hold up I gotta loosen up my belt 

And have a break 

I swear to God this is the best I ever felt

So thank you


Game

No claim to victory 

Though triumph is sweet 

Play right with the story 

It deserves an entreat 

 

Bold visions empower 

Great secrets to claim 

Grow the dream flower 

Mind fertile to gain

 

To proposed creation 

I will offer my time 

If game be imagined 

None greater than mine 


On Time

 Time time timey time time. Always on time.

Saturday, September 11, 2021

Sunshine

The Sun watches the Earth grow and finds it beautiful so it can never look away. Enraptured it burns and burns, holding and pulling close, until once its passion becomes and it cracks. The coming emotion creates and flows. 

And the broke heart beat wanders cold void, violent and lost to love again. The health forms the image of an old lover and is born. Soon to see beings with their own wonder star and stare. And they love it too.

The Sun asks no for the great story of dead lovers in our eyes. The view is master. And it gives the gift free to be of the story. Through it all we are the reason for light.


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All So

 God is God but Thought.