#WhoGoosedTheMoose #MyMama #YoPapa #SuperbowlLVI #GooseMothers & #WhichWitchIsWhich?

STILLBORN APES, BLUES, MORTAL SIN & HIGH DESPAIR

In the light of an unholy darkside of a full moon, where the sun's hide in a penumbra drone

For the sake of reason and a rational choice to be alive or not to be alive, y'all have fun, son

Perfect choice between a rock and a hard place, you've got nowhere to go out any exit door

Window of opportunity in & out of this place in Space & Time, pizza in a penthouse, devour.

Apollo to Zeus with or without the Isis and eyes of the Greco-Roman pantheon of ghosts

None too alive to be here and now right out of the box, they're words on rock & rice roll

Everything once up in smoke at the inevitable Nova or collapsing gravity's holy sepulchre

Dramamine dream within a dream was all it was cracked up to be, before I ate the pasture.

Grass is all gone, nothing more nor less than the seedless ground of potential flower growth

Absence of malice in the monks who learned to be without underwear or underarm scents

For reason's cool light of the infrared burn, the conclusion deduced is all you need, I indent

If and only if this is the silence that's golden then Nothing is A Thing, sign #LVI Superbowl Sin.

Masked and required to be a good guy chasin' down bad guys, a half-time of #CoolRapGods

#LVISuperBo has the score, it's an already done deal, you bet on the winner, high & low loser

Tight behind impossible to get in or out of, full of the processed matter turned trash of toads

Not our fault, look at the way the ball bounces, down due to the pull of the OLD undertaker.

You care or you don't give a hoot, if you're a cowboy or cowgirl, you know what I mean, so

Either you're all in or you're out for the duration of the struggle, you ain't my dependent ho

What I am is what I am & what you are, that's up to you, so figure, analyze conceptual chit

If what you see in the mirror, in the darkness without any light, is Nothing, then you got It.

Followed the science from the origin to the final destination, it is it's own super bowl of Ends

Common or not, every fraction has a numerator and denominator, what else is there friends?

You have some secret data from the Ones who died & left you Boss of the Words, who cares?

Now & then, you're cool essence, all too cool Hu-Man, too human, Easter rabbithole's hairs!

Splashin' the recycled, dirty laundry which has been in and out of the restaurant cave salons

Smoke and drink of your preference just as much as you can inhale and ingest, chicks & sons

Maybe the fathers are unknown, maybe they're suspected of being all the conceptions' Ones

Respect for your soul, your body & everything that you are NOT, friend, foe & the stars' suns.

Collapse with me, fall into the categories of substance and be the anomaly you thought died

Meaning to be dead and gone is to know what it's really like to be the One who doesn't care

If you don't know that the creation is attempting to cause it's own extinction, I abandon me

Not your fault about the murder, the wars, the accidental collisions of faith, hope & charity.

Here we go again, the prediction of the end is near, it's coming while you all are now & here

Tails chased in an infinite circular bunch of jerk-offs, they think that they are a living, evil fear

Counting, spelling, math and language, ethnography cannot infuse immortal, pyramid slaves

Exposed grandma's skull & bones, you knew IT would happen, #CoVid19's a mortal sin graves.

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c.  Vendredi, February XIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1010 AM #SuperbowlLVI #RAMSwinning

{ Killed a Word while listenin' to #KillAWord by @EricChurch on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/R3rR9euQ5-4 & #Resolutions #StayHungry @SebastianManiscalco link @ https://youtu.be/iuVVUl3YL7o & https://youtu.be/-sltIbrWSWw & THE #mESSEDuPoRIGINSoFmOTHERgOOSE link @ https://youtu.be/CoDDeIdfoMM }

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