CHEAP SHOTS IN DARK WEB MATRICES OF COMEDY
Doesn't matter one twit, not a tweet about that out of you & yours, just give me all of the kids
I get the alimony for the child support from the idiots who pay taxes to city & county jerk coughs
Who in the world isn't under pressure to avoid death? Nobody, patients, doctors & all jack offs.
Do not shoot the messenger with analytical critiques of grammatical errors & apolitical favors
Bark up another tree for your wisdom and knowledge, I've got none, I have nothing, zip, nada
Conditions of the matrix are such that you can find what you are lookin' for beyond 31 flavors
Ice creamed and churned the butter for the minions to slap on the flapjacks & maple syrup bra.
Deeper than the Mariana Trench, in darkness of the wet H2O angels fear to go there too, man
Send an unmanned machine, take pictures, record the life for posterity, fools on seven seas too
Should there be any doubt about the folly of mankind, you'll probably find it in Davy Jones' lair
It's not for me to say, don't shoot the messenger, y'all better heed the tweet & PM #OverThere.
#ShieldsHigh for the sake of avoiding the pain and suffering comin' down the pike for the happy
Sadness always wins in the end, the loss of friends, the loss of life and health and golden wealth
I needed it, you needed it to pay the piper, the mortgage, rent and my whole shebang you know
My debits & credits all go to the #Golden1 for better or worse, it's money in the bank of death.
It's nothing personal, my good friends and new acquaintances have acquiesced to the call of Wild
Now, it's our turn to move the unmoved mover around to the front of the line, occult third eye
All of them wide open to see the reason for existence in general & your being in particular, eh
Among us, above the ground as below it, in urns, caskets, tombs, pyramids, a live poet Child!
Put that laser weapon down you cats can't win, just join the Eliminator and become the avatar
You know you want to before it all comes down to someone telling you to get out of this bar
Regardless of your amorous affection for the days of Earth's rotation and revolution, it's caput
That is all there is folks, no big God head or dead man risen to save your infinite finiteness chit.
Using your brain and mind for this subjection to the predication, you can see the clear light too
Everything's gonna be alright, nothing to see here, no worries, don't stop, stone up on Top Shelf
Old men & old women from all seven continents will agree with One thing, Be gone in 100 years
Humans are mortals, the soul is nothin' but animated bones, dead bone, loser soul's fear itself.
Grim reaper is the force, the poke & it's the pretty face of mortality, you will die & the Jack's It
Shuffled cards dealt a royal flush, beat the dirty dealer who had the #nuts to cheat Scratch, chit
Feel and think what y'all please, do whatever turns you on, don't be a creep, left, right and good
If y'all wanted blood, you got 5 quarts of what it takes, rough & mean, one way shangrila, Dude!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, May XVI, MMXXI Anno Domini
{ Drafted while plugged into #POWERUP2020 @ACDC #OneNightStandUnlikely link @ https://youtu.be/STykHSdx4_U }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
#ProveIT
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