Posts Tagged ‘sweetBunny’

Mangled


30 Aug

The Tin Man said I’m wrong
I’m cool and sing a pretty song

But they really did need leaders
Some view me as a bit of a cheater

A bit of a shirker
A really terrible worker

I’m a professional bum
Never tried to lift even a thumb

I mean, what heck?
My main skills involve waiting on checks

To call my personality charming
Would be doing Webster’s a great harming

(“Oy vey,” think Strunk and White
“That sure ain’t soundin’ right…”)

Now that my tongue is mangled
And I wish myself to be strangled

And not in erotic asphyxiation
Nope, not some weird Kung Fu inspiration

Just really tired
Never asked to be stuck in a quagmire

The World’s problems aren’t new
I never really knew what to do

Just how to start
You all have a beautiful heart

The path is long, and the problems large
But you will get there, even if I am not in charge

Born on Third


30 Aug

That boy was born on third
Doesn’t know he’s a lucky turd

He’s a well-placed son
Thinks he hit a home run

When he’s brought home by a line drive
A sacrifice hit by a Latin-American guy

Back sitting with his team the turd talks
About the immigration views he learned on FOX

Down With TPP


30 Aug

Your down with TPP?
Then you know less than me

Trans-Pacific Partnership
A Treaty of Corporate sponsorship

Stripping governments of the power to regulate
Making it illegal for people to protect there States

The treaty doesn’t give a fuck about you
It does care about corporations and lets them sue

Anyone who might affect future profits
So they can steal, pollute, or destroy your shit

Investor/State Dispute Settlements
To protect every fucking corporate investment

And no one can stop them
It uses courts outside of your nation’s system

To ensure corporate victory
Leaving the idea of freedom one for history

This is just one aspect
There are even more horrors, I suspect

The problem is we don’t know much yet
The players are negotiating this one in secret

Of course, the solution is not exactly hidden
The dummies writing the treaty only have the power we give them

So go on-line check your ignorance
Do it quick while we still have a chance

I can’t tell you how to change or destroy it
The most important thing is that we talk about it

Together we all decide
Don’t let your leaders hide

This will definitely cause Worldwide problems
Some so big we’ll have hard time trying to solve them

So go ahead and use your mind
Read up on everything you can find

As usual the way to improve this situation
Is through the liberal and persuasive use of education

Don’t worry we don’t need to be rattled
In the struggle this will be just one more battle

Write your governor or senator
Call your president or prime minister

Tell them not to be such a jerk
Tell them to get their ass’s to work

Tell them, if you’re down with TPP
You sure as fuck don’t represent me!

Heartfelt Optimism


30 Aug

Oh little girl with your heart felt optimism
You really crave that I cover your face with my jism

You’ve been to school for a year or two
And your going to give us a perspective that so brand new

This shit has gone on for centuries
50 years ago you were the hippies

Soon you’ll get old
Your heart will get cold

You’ll want provide for children
You’ll consider things with stock options

Then of course will be the commute
And the sweat-shop made, mall-bought pants-suit

Soon your not really going to care
About things like justice and clean air

What’s more
You don’t know anything about war

Poverty?
To you it’s a mystery

You do have a lot of heartfelt emotion
But that’s like jerking off with lotion

You might like the way it feels
But that just doesn’t make it real

So little one, so bright and so optimistic
If you think I’m lucky to do this, go eat a dick

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