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IT IS THE SMOKE SIGNALS, GHOST OF GREAT SPIRITS, CAN'T FORGET THE COLD ONE
Blown in and out of the matrix cold ones, ancient mothers & fathers who hated all gods
Comedian language consumers trying to make a joke out of necessary conditions, iPods
Important to elders without property, sufficient income to continue all breathing in/out
Choice and Free Will aside, if you have no cash, THEY got you by the balls' twist & shout.

Here's the club now, in just a minute or a moment or two, I am assuming God, sweet Jesus
Saved your soul, your faithfully departed relatives, my relatives, the American dream of us
And not to mention them but... #ColdOnes will get you almost every time, it ain't personal
It's just the way it is, things that come out in the end may have been a delicacy at first bell.

Then on that last ring, however that happened, you may have had to annihilate RNA slime
One way or the other, the DNA of the cooler than ice has the judgement call, Justice done
Fetch me a beer, a cold one please, long neck out of the twelve pak, it's a matter of Time
Space of in between here & there, monkeys play up to the 99th one, time for a cold One.

Forensic examination of all clues left behind as evidence of the crime, pristine convictions
Out of my life behind the involuntary servitude of the master, high & dry penance's sins
I'm alright now since I found out you were a long gone drunkard, it ain't your guiltless fault
Still as the cadaver of a stoned heart, no beats for your pleasure, #UpYours, eternity's vault.

It's in Mary's taste inside her mouth, in deep kissed, passionate, fleeting love, All of It Ends
Nothing immortal that exists before or after I was born, Earthbound kiss to a fool's amends
Finished before I was done but that didn't stop me from tryin' to delete extraneous bullscat
Hung high & dry in a hell-hot sun, son yet the Timing's everything, y'all just forget, you're fat.

Here come vampire brides repopulating species' ninja black ghosts' on welfare's windy city
Well now, you got 21 years?  You got two ears, I hear ya, go get my sweaty long neck back
Appreciate more than you know, get back when you need a favor, it's fake double jeopardy
Love always on ice, cold ones come & gone, 'til none's left 'cept holy nuns & the Sad Sack.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, Janvier 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 04:30 AMPST
{  Drafted to @Santana LIVE 2020 CONCERT link @ https://youtu.be/Afaf6YWWqD4 & @AlexanderKing #TakeABullet @ https://youtu.be/y94rnf0DM_Y }

 

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?