NO REASON FOR YOU, DON'T AXE ME, RICH!
Blinded by Light’s murder incorporated, owing Tom Stone and Albert Hickson, a Space Ga
Pirates ain’t seen anything, not even One Savior, Atman, Deus’, Ra, spake Zarathustra, T&A
I’m not the one that’s spilled the beans, I’m just what you might derisively refer to as a toot
Future shocks to your nervous system after the rebooting of your conscious mind, are moot.
In Time and Space in Illinois, to become a #Dummy eater, a bakery has boomed into bucks
From barely makin’ it by every month on the loans and business expenses to Richie Rich’s I
Where everybody who knows his sisters and brothers went to get the fix for the licks, shucks
It’s not my fault that it is the way of the entrepreneur, spell that without a check, you phuqz!
Priests in high school used to say, late bloomers will disappear in Adam & Eve’s Bad Smells
Learned Latin, Physics and the French language too, History, Theology, bytes of God’s hells
Then sacrificed four years of my own young life, inherited from the elders, the USAF grunted
Why are you and I in the middle of nowhere being taught that our existence is a #Tweet of Id.
A superman killed the mortal men and left them on a dead pirate ship, adrift in a Bay in 1865
But why? Who was the @AlbertHickson who got shanghaied and then killed his captors’ live
Gangs of the bangs in the early 1800’s, America’s Way of Being the Baddest Man on Earth, yo
Last pirate, first mutiny on the bounty and last man who ever fooled the Fools of NYC, yo ho!
It’s in the #Wikipedia to leak out to your genuine progeny who believe what’s False is Truth
Not their fault though, it’s a cellular injection from Time and Space within the spooky tooth
Imagine all of the lonely people with or without Yoko Ono and the End becomes mortal sins
You’ve got to have a great sense of humor to handle this Murdering Mob, the Cult of Aliens!
Tom and Albert did this to the people’s pirates of seven seas, what species’ SLUMdog do/did
To the DNA that comes from either loving embrace and violent idiot raiding, sacred to sordid
Wrecks on the highways, mankind’s ghosts who still dream in the words, copperhead’s to kill
Corruptible Coppers, watchin’ the detectives, badged urchins drugged on a dead-sleepin’ pill.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, Janvier deux, 2019 A.D.
{ Drafted last and first while listenin’ to the #JackieGreene & Eric Gale on youTube, #BePreparedToShred link @ https://youtu.be/g-0UrhFAMb4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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