Posts Tagged ‘sweetBunny’

Realize Real Lies


30 Aug

Remember the real lies
Forget to realize

Paradoxical equations
More than mental masturbation

Every lock’s got a flaw
Tis the Universal Law

Your personal key
That’s a secret to me

You’ve got to approach with what you’ve got
Your angels and your demons must throw in lots

Go, go, go, and go and see
You’ll find your personal key

You’ll make the connection
You’ll see there was no separation

You’ll “See the light”
You’re gonna be alright

Mama hugs each child real tight
You’ll finally rest peacefully each night

No more nightmares
Just a feeling that you really do care

For those of a more philosophical bent…
Though not advised, here’s a Devilish hint

Consider it a gift from a mouse
Who looks, curiously, like Faust

Not to be lame
But in this game

Sometimes a pick
Is just the trick

Every lock’s got a flaw
La Dee Dah Dee Dah…

Insane Ideas


30 Aug

I have always had a thousand good ideas a day
I thought everyone did, now I learn that this is not the way

Some folks think I’m crazy
Everyone seems to like to call me lazy

What they assume is mere sedation
Might be better described as meditation

Not to to toot my own horn
But I’ve been doing since I was born

I never asked anyone to do a fucking thing
Yet, they expect me to write a new song for them to sing

I don’t know what to do
This is why I never ask anything of you

I don’t know what you need from me
I know that I just want to be free

Free of this insanity
Free of these dregs of humanity

Nothing seems real
It’s all gotten quite surreal

When the fed who has, for some time, had you under surveil
Shows you the Sooby they got him because you are hard to tail

Oh, and just for fun
He winks when he tells you where he keeps the guns

I can never tell if it is a really a threat
Or if he is trying to tell me I haven’t got mine yet

You will hear me say this again and again
But I am abso–fucking–lutely insane…

owen of Legends


21 Jul

This is my poem to honor the fallen
I feel I must eulogize Dennis “owen” Collins

A few years ago owen and gang
Opened up the net with a bang

They set about an impossible task
To do it safely they all donned a mask

owens dry wit and surly growl
Scathing humor that makes people howl

Was just a covering for his tenderness
The one we all protect with gingerness

Under owen’s Guy’s mask smile
Beneath his crazy Uncle style

There lived a beautiful soul
A spirit built of 100% pure gold

He actually lived with a lot of pain
But he’d never let anyone see the strain

Through the years I hear he did some jobs
He led a couple of pitchfork wielding mobs

A keyboard soldier
Admin title holder

To the end he stood watch on his post
Caring for the server that he loved the most

Relying on his golden soul’s strength
Brother would go to the furthest lengths

To provide aid to strangers
To protect others from dangers

It is all of us that his soul defends
It is to all of us he is “owen of legends”

a special thanks to “acaryatid” for proofreading and correcting my spelling XD


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