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Monday, February 24, 2020

#RespectYourMamasAndPapas #WithoutThemYouAreDead #PreachToTheChoirForever

RESPECT LITTLE OLD SHA NA NA
Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, February 24, 2020
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Children of this world without a compass get older faster than they used to young dicky
It really doesn’t matter except that when you get it, you got it with labor, you a yoyo pal
Just showed up for breakfast or lunch or supper and like poundin’ broken hearted sicky
I used the hammer of the words, the thoughts in a theoretically void astrophysical bawl.

I knew from the get go that I’d be so black and blue after you gave me the cash for fees
You know and I know everything is everything and that’s all you can do, glean and grasp
All of the other pass-times deliver the diversion from the awesome, immorally at peace
What it was like before the Big Bang or the day the Earth stood still for the smart asp.

Restrictions on wills to power are the self controllers exercising passionate double ones
Just the kid, dreamin’ it all comin’ down from nowhere, just woke up from a RR crossing
Train stopped and sang me a song I heard once in San Francisco, loved NorCal gold dens
Deep and dark, suddenly te shine glows the reflection of the battery powered by nonsense.

Papa didn’t take no mess from the six of us, he had to work three jobs and mama shined sun
Holy savior of the world ain’t comin’ back after all is said and done, God left us a good reason
It wasn’t for the love of the creation or the misdirection of the Evil who are Live, it’s reversed
Then again, this is all there is, apparently there’s nothing else, blind men know mercy’s best.

You told me something good and I want to know if it’s true, ‘cause I want 48 hours to the day
Twice as nice being deep in love with soul that came to guide my way in baby daddy darkness
Forces beyond the pale of the spin of this ashen ball of puffed-out hot rocks that roll downhill
In a deep. blue sea of wet dreams steering a rudderless ship millions of miles, life-empty chill.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Monday, February 24th, 2020 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST
{ Jammed out finished touch on this while listenin’ to TheO'Jays #ForTheLoveOfMoney from the Shipahoy CD #DollarBillsYall link @ https://youtu.be/GXE_n2q08Yw }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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