Pix and trk X marks the spot Where two smackers met Hear squawk box pop Another X On mag stripe stock Line them up Cut it quick Splice it good Rewind table spin Crank for all you're worth Split reel chatter Spinning on the shaft Four gang synchronizer clatter Time to serve up hot Dailies on the platter Rushes always rush for Client projection screening Should reels misalign There'll be lots of screaming Assistant editor blame fodder Becomes main subject of malign It's called puttin' in your time
From California To the New York island From the Redwood Forest To the Gulf Stream waters The thoroughbred of Thoughtlessness and all Of his puny ponies Trample decent folks Asunder bloody hooves
Fill 'er up with Chronic Psychotic Necrotic Episodic Idiotic Didactic Dialectic Bubonic Diarrhea Expressed Sonic Tonic It's gonna be a bumpy ride
Cabinet tchotchkes Emporium of the dim Displayed for the world Unctuous eunuchs submit Kneel and bob in unison
Living on the fuzzy boundary of could've, should've, and would've.#RandomThoughts #artifact #AnotherDay
Fear mongering Scam shilling Protection racket Corruption cooking Bribe begging Violence threatening Irrational appeal Codified confusion Vaporware currency Ragged Rigamarole Or wretched rigmarole Of our Union
Just when I thought I was being precise Describing my mood As cerulean blue Forgot the factor That hue refracts In the ultimate eye Of beholding beholder Cerulean or caerulean Black stripe blue stripe Gold stripe white The hue is up to you
Siren songs of the scammers Pitching the American Scheme Their game Your skin Lulled by the lullaby Lollapalooza Wallop da losers Sweet mewlings In the ears of Wannabe Romanov's
Look! Up in the sky. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it just another billionaire bozo busting a rocket over our heads.
🎶 We gotta get outta displace 🎶 🎶 If it's last thing we ever do 🎶
Onslaught
Overwrought souls Bought cheaply sold Landgrab diplomacy Firehose hypocrisy Assault on decency Distraught humanity Onslaught on sanity Caught with no exit Or as we all call it Tuesday
Petulance
Living with a pestilence Of pure and simple petulance Now turn out the light Shut the door behind you Don't bother me Cause I can't cope And hey you Get off my lawn too
Fart
Cue the daily ritual Lighting of the fart royale Broadcast to the public Has become habitual Applauded by the loyal Performed by the duo dynamic One deep in his dotage One goofy from his dosage This became our national discourse As media beats a dead horse
I could see him through the window black glass rectangle mounted on my wall as decoded ones and zeros delivered the gift of graft gazintas and gazoutas with a side order of grift pouring into import ports to congeal in my brain
A Scroll Threw Life 