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Seting fires on each side of the field Where in different parts of The rich watch on one side The safety net Cut the ribbons on the other Where shall we run too The fire will go out evenually I think Is there a place to run

My mother was a survivor A demon She tore through men With a undead heart Leaving blood stains Burning Like pools of hot oil Dripping Hardening Metal Under Skin No man of flesh could satify her With her dreams of liquid metal Harden by a unforgiving world She danced on my fathers hood Temptress Teasing him As she sold his image To a unsuspecting public His lines of crome Iravistable Their union If known Would of shattered the sanity of a unsuspecting world The world choose not to know To call her insane If That she was insane How could she not be I tore through her womb Smell of rubber In the air Hot beams of light Shattering the darkness of the world I learn to fit in Hide my mix of my fathers hard steel And My mother's demons In my fleshy contraints But If you see me walking down a street Dark glasses covering my eyes A hat shadowing my face A dark raincoat and gloves Hiding dark red horror On a cloudless day Don't ask me to uncover my eyes Let alone Open them Ask me of the

I am they That sits on this land You think you built me Man I am Because I will it You do not own me You think you do at first You pretend you do not know what I am That I am not what I am You are happy to profit from your passing of hands Of The paper that says you do What you see as your burden You are not You are mine I am too valuable To raise to the ground You think you know my value I am worth far more than you know It is an illusion you ever could know me I am part of deep roots Will always be I am eternal I am the one of many heads Cut one I return another I am your doom And Reward

Found some pieces They weren’t mine But Put them together anyway Needed something to do Real puzzles are rare Usually We make the pieces for Fit Pounding into ill fits Short cuts are in our nature    

She invited me to a collection of fleshy moments I think she was more intrested in a orgy wanderings On my collection Of Printed paper I dis-invited her invite to myself With a no pass go Go admeatily to internet jail I have no illusions She Or He Would eventually find Someone Willing to share their collections Regardless I knew I was lucky So many do not survive Such wanderings Sought All I Had Lost Was more time

Well I was going write a clever lemmings poem But It Turns out its a lie They don't jump off clips On Purpose Anyways They Are Apparently furiocous predators And They driven by scarcity of food They Refugees On a artic plain Like many a bad ideas This one comes from Disney And The 1950s Where in a film They where put on turntable And Flung them off cliffs This unkown thing about many Nature docs They are staged Yes Disney Murdered Cute furry little animals So next time some one says Don't Be Like A Lemming Correct Them It should be Don't be like Disney And No one Should want to go back to the 1950s All those CIA Created Giant Mutant Monsters Don't you know In other words Lies

The root of bad idea Is not realizing It could be a bad idea To begin with And Not realizing It can be Still Pulled

Those Don't Look Sharp Enough Mister Lion Let Me Get Out My File You Should Say To No One Let Alone Someone With Lion Envy

A woman, or man. Keeps geting lured backed to a hollowdeck . To, a lover he or she created. Until the outside world no longer matters. The character starts lure entire the ship's crew there. Become everyone's desire. And, no ones aware; everyone's there. The character tried take over the ship operations. To keep everyone. Able to be, man; or women, & more. The only people it has trouble luring there. Is the pre teen children. Who mount a rescue. I like do this as star trek . But, I doubt they let me do this, to degree I like.

Betty & Veronica Get Stranded on a Island After a 3 hour tour With women Names of Ginger and Mary Ann Theirs evidence of men Veronica Of course sniffed that out But Strangely nothing can be found But Bones Duh, Duh, Duhhhhhhh They use their cb radio To call in Daphne and Velma To solve the case of the The strange fixation men have with fictional female charactars duos With new songs from The Peanuts The Japanese little twin ladies in a cage Not the cartoon kids A special appearance by Mothra I'm your narrator David And Uh David