#ricoSacto

Friday, August 17, 2018

#TongueTied & #FaceMasked

PUPPETS IN GIRL’S HAIR STYLES
Richard Joseph Stephan - Thursday - August 16, 2018

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Here and now are the place and time you want to be, ready for the roller coaster feel a thrill
Of going slowly uphill and rush down at light-speed around and around the top of Chop Hill
High or low it goes faster than you care to go without a seat-belt and end the ride breathless
On skates, on a board, on skis and sleds, toboggans work too, slide on down to the crib’s bliss.

Up above and down below the same place you’re sitting now, barely getting by with your digs
Places with things inside to surprise your sense of being a man, all too human sons of Whigs
Being told to shut your mouth when it’s big and you’ve got lips bigger than your killer tongue
All you have is your bidding, that you’re a grown ass man, with a grown ass punk face offing.

Monsters won’t get him because they won’t let his father be, the refuse of Rico is all the Maya
Garbage written and said from the first day of hearing a sound, a song, a voice, mama mia
Putting two plus two together always comes to four and that’s where it’ll be left, bein’ sublime
Put your lips together and try to force the air to scream in screech code, must be supper time.

A bite off of the candy qualifies as experience so eat a bunch of Hershey bars and Musketeers
Dust off the old dirt from my boots and my lid and goin’ out huntin’ for the punks, my peers
You don’t know me but I will annihilate and inhale your essence, metabolize it, hairstyle dies
If I can show you puppets dreaming nothing, I will have had a very good Friday in paradise.

Found my mind hiding in a corner about 5 minutes after I lost it, lost my mind for too long
Crazy and upset about the nature of the beast that moves from place to place without reason
Just because it needs to be done for the sake of something bigger than the both of us, a song
Singing to a sinkin’ ship in the middle of shark infested waters, just what I wanted! Bite me!

by
r j j stephan, i  { #ItIsNotComplicated when you wear a #RasberryBeret <3 br="" her="">
c. August 16, 2018 Thursday @ 6:66 PM PHT
{ drafted while listenin’ to Steve Winwood & Eric Clapton doin’ #SlowHand & @PRINCE #PRINCE #WhenDovesCry things on youTube link BE - LOW ! } 

W.W.A.R.D.

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Boys 'Round Here in @ASL American Sign Language



W.W.A.R.D.?

#ImAGrownMan #IAmTouchedByWhiteTrash


PUPPETS IN GIRL’S HAIR STYLES

Richard Joseph Stephan   
c. Thursday, August 16, 2018 
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Here and now are the place and time you want to be, ready for the roller coaster feel a thrill
Of going slowly uphill and rush down at light-speed around and around the top of Chop Hill
High or low it goes faster than you care to go without a seat-belts and end the ride breathless
On skates, on a board, on skis and sleds, toboggans work too, slide on down to the crib’s bliss.

Up above and down below the same place you’re sitting now, barely getting by with your digs
Places with things inside to surprise your sense of being a man, all too human sons of Whigs
Being told to shut your mouth when it’s big and you’ve got lips bigger than your killer tongue
All you have is your bidding, that you’re a grown ass man, with a grown ass punk face offing.

Monsters won’t get him because they won’t let his father be, the refuse of Rico is all the Maya
Garbage written and said from the first day of hearing a sound, a song, a voice, mama mia
Putting two plus two together always comes to four and that’s where it’ll be left, bein’ sublime
Put your lips together and try to force the air to scream in screech code, must be supper time.

A bite off of the candy qualifies as experience so eat a bunch of Hershey bars and Musketeers
Dust off the old dirt from my boots and my lid and goin’ out huntin’ for the punks, my peers
You don’t know me but I will annihilate and inhale your essence, metabolize it, hairstyle dies
If I can show you puppets dreaming nothing, I will have had a very good Friday in paradise.

Found my mind hiding in a corner about 5 minutes after I lost it, lost my mind for too long
Crazy and upset about the nature of the beast that moves from place to place without reason
Just because it needs to be done for the sake of something bigger than the both of us, a song
Singing to a sinkin’ ship in the middle of shark infested waters, just what I wanted! Bite me!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. August 16, 2018 Thursday @ 6:66 PM PHT
{ drafted while listenin’ to Steve Winwood & Eric Clapton doin’ #SlowHand things on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/eoSn2Y-b6wI & @ https://youtu.be/ugTaPTv0eQY }

W.W.A.R.D.?