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CAT PAWS AFOOT ON COOL TILE, FARMIN' the 'HOOD

I've got some good news and some bad news and if you've already heard it, then it's same ol'
Songs with words that rhyme or not, either way it's the only way, a freeway to a deeper hole
Than the one you get buried in six feet more or less underground, fact of life include my zen
It is all you're going to glean from the harvest, it's the same every year, over and over again.

The wet market has the bats grounded into a powder and blend the dust with white pepper
Sold to the unknown consumer who would eat cadaver soup if it wasn't labeled a dead bat
Matter and energy did combine in some Space and cause this Time, finite or immortal scat
Mothers of all wars and fathers of fake peace on Earth, laid down their arms for A-bomb fir.

Morphology of your & my DNA has nothing in common with the extinction of the species
Extinction's cause is built into the code, it's a fail-safe for the mission impossible to seize
From the clutching claws of the cats in the hood to the dogs in the alleys and backwood
All wanna kill & eat me, drink my blood but not you, you're a regular piece of scat-hood.

Something is lost and nothing has been found to be exactly where it is, like it or not too
Common ground above the atmosphere's stratosphere, an impossible set for a 3rd stage
Harder they come, harder they fall, blast the One, it just ain't what was in holy mind, ever
All the time, 24 & 7 I knew it had to be, no other way but the highway, function forever.

If we all leave the Present for the Future, there'll be nobody to recollect & protect the punk
Inside nearly dead & gone or at least unable to travel backward in Time, it's nothing's regress
Monkeys all drunk on their fine grape wine, let set in casks of Amontillado, tap out all drunk
Declawed GIANT or Midget cats waitin' to feed, didn't hunt the woke prey, praying goddess.

Political oblivion similar to the being in prison without walls or bars to contain all holy souls
Perfect & not so much on the way to the extreme, unsustainable imperfection, all black holes
Stinking scent, like a bed of dead roses, all that's left to disguise rotten skin's organs & bones
Subjects, predicates, objects, nouns & pronouns, adverbs, adjectives & articles of hot stones.

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c.  Lundi, March XXVIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 1111 jammin' to IT on & #3LockBox @SammyHagar on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/05w4sk7ON3I }
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