CATCH ME ON A GOOD DAY, POPS!
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Born tryin’ hard to get ahead but only a minimal amount of the species are allowed the Time
To be in the right place at the right time, in Disneyland as a mouskateer, it’s all on my dime
Candyman swingin’ on a vine, in the Space of the In and Out, ready to swill Mad Dog 20/20
One stop shop and makin’ your panties drop for the last time, I’m the only one, got my arm?
Dancing in the darkness without a clue, not even ultraviolet or black light to see a hyperbole
I cannot understate the case in or out of a court of law, I’ve got that degree to list God’s son
Pinched myself to see if this outpouring of nonsense is actually a dream or reality, let us see
We the people or we the animals, one and the same, anima is a thing that moves, we are One.
Thrown off a cliff is what the old men and women of the prehistoric past used to do, true dat
If you broke a rule or a law, the punishment was to kill you, no trial, no hearing, just a splat
Smashed skin and bones in a pile for the snakes and bugs to demolish add to a decrepit fuss
Skulls left in the cave for the sill bastards who will explore this all in the pitch black darkness.
Could be pink or could be obsidian dark, either way a sheen of the superstar’s rockin’ hard
Still no way to extend the party beyond the final curtain, you gotta go when you gotta go
Make a connection to be chillin’ at the end when only your soul drips with a special flow
It will all end eventually, inevitably and with much ado about nothing, cut the GD chord.
Your body, my party and we are probably gonna get naughty, dancin’ and feelin’ skin/bone
Full of the sins that make the noise it takes to get fired up to have the babies that come home
From the empty space or the overseas wars for freedom or high value cache of Gold, dreams
Rap, sing and rhyme or just follow the rhythm up & down, in & out will end in fire, it seems!
Beams of low or high wavelength beyond the visual, all of it seems to be a hope of our father
He wanted us, you and I and all of the rest of us to walk as if we owned a joint of our mother
Trying to avoid the end of the plateau which has another step beyond a Twilight Zone’s Fate
On and forever off, whatever it was that brought you here, that will take your unblinded date.
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r j j stephan, i
c. Wednesday, ROCKTOBER 21st, 2020 A.D. @ 1830 hours
{ Created from a cosmic mist of dust that’s 360 degrees around me, 24 hours, 7 days every week while listenin’ to Christina Aguilera #FIGHTER link @ https://youtu.be/PstrAfoMKlc & Stevie Nicks #EDGEofSEVENTEEN link @ https://youtu.be/UmPgMc3R8zg }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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