#LVI SUPERBONG FORGOTTEN, SMOKIN' RIFFS TO END GAMES
Did you say something important, I don't think so, what do I know, nothing
Sure it was a superbowl but an anticlimax to the huge swarm of mastering
I am in charge of the masters and their sons, daughters do the bidding too
Among the few who will be left at the end, I am one who you think is blue.
Yet the happiness within cannot protrude outside of the skin's form, it's me
Don't allow the power-fire escape & immortality isn't exposed, y'all be free
Like it or not, it's the way it is, the way it is is my way or the highway ramp
If you can't get off then pull over to the soft gravel side of the road, champ!
Winners and losers get busy when the game is on, the end is near, it's over
Quick as lightening, ain't no way out without being One, nothing but a blur
Fly away without the wings you thought you needed, can't walk or breathe
But flying is not a problem for the smoke, it's gone, already up, up & away!
Got a risk, got no way to get out of the way of the train, it's an A-Train fade
Tracks from one coast to the other, many people were screwed & killed so
Keep it in mind when you're happy, many people died for our splendor too
Game starts & ends, can't recollect why it recurs ad infinitum, a bug RAID.
Watch the atoms split & fuse, bombs away for the drunken, co-idiotic bum
Highlighted mind but ain't no daddy on two feet at ground zero, HoHo slum
Ready the arms, aim your armless weapons, arms, legs, finger & toe bones
Meeting & greeting all threats, introducing peace & love, it's over, it's over.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, Saint Valentine's Day, 2-14-2022 Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST
{ Liquidated from the #Plethora & produced while listenin' to @Foghat #SweetHomeChicato link @ https://youtu.be/bSiTg9QxxY4 }
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