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On a trip... due come

Updated on March 1, 2013

Random random random thoughts ride around in tandem, pedaling harder the cycle moves faster coasting towards a great disaster... Ghost riding alive broken wing rapped in plaster. A puppet with no master, free to disagree you see. Money is nothing and there is no fee, test waste and drink pee. Invading your privacy, peek at you I see... like you are 3. Did you wipe both ways??? You don't want itchy butt in a few days the authority says.

The bell tolls as stool flows, mic in hand you all knows. The war on drugs is where money throws, down the drain. Oaksterdam university, what a pity... shame on you this is shitty. Prohibition has proved its point and its sustainability. Pulping our forests for paper, cotton killing our clothes. Fiber is fiber that's for sure, and I think some fibers have helped us win wars before. This is child's play no need to say more.

Paint more paint more, splash and splat... finger it like your four. Tie-dye a portrait number one no more, artistic mystic begin to explore. Sirius and Pleiades work it out on the floor, bright light pump some more. Drop down and give me 50 sissy!!! Work the books and look at history's mystery. Misery and fear is what is shown to bee clear, go talk to Paul Revere... Revolting while revolutionizing his peers, raise up the beers... cheers.

Where the story goes from here begins to appear. Clear from the rear people stand up and start to steer, leer jet pilot takes control for the first time in 8o years. Landing safely with only broken landing gears, low on fuel filled with tears. Missing man formation sun sear's, hallowed shadows mellow career. Work for the fork, bagels and smear. Healthy nourishing food from clean water clear, genetically modified pride children of the corn. War whoop and wind horn blow across the prairie, reservation reserved you'll get what you deserve. A scourge of anger from the few that preserve. Heritage is a nation is what I've heard, mocking bird shoulder tweeting bird.

Pigeon win soar with the sin, across the land the story is within...


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    • goego profile image

      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

      Thanks for reading and voting!!!

    • bmcoll3278 profile image

      bmcoll3278 5 years ago from Longmont, Colorado

      whoooo way above my head but I could not stop reading I was pulled in right from the start good job. Voted up