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Category: Scattershooting,Ramblings & Life
Via: broliver-thesquirrel-stagnasty • 11 years ago • 15 comments
Flying Down The Rat Hole.
As I sit here typing, my mind is buzzing with abstractions, realities both false and far-flung; deceptions true and down to earth. I know not from which I come.
Guns, oh, Lord Jesu,s save me now. I know I need them to save me from the inferior master race. Breathing down my neck and taking my freedoms away, making it safer so I can live another day.
Must do something to avert this seed from living and becoming another of greed and lust and insatiable apatite, living on and off of the others who make my shoes so I can fight the hordes of aliens at the gates doing the work that everyone hates.
Me, and my kin, must draw a line, stand fast against the sands of time. Scurrying through the hour glass with speed increasing into a rats hole the light decreasing, Everything painted black or white or red or pink, no one takes the time to think just do it dammit, do it right, just go out and fight for right its what we tell you to fight for its what we tell you to do.
Who are we are they are anybody saying that we have the right that they are decaying that they have the wrong that they are not true people cause they want the wrong things mouthpieces all, words have wings to fly and burn and hurt and heal
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Free associate that!
Got me Brolly?
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
There.. that's the best I got.
That's good.... Now with added emphasis
I was re-reading "The Hearth and Eagle" a couple of weeks ago and now I can't remember where I was going with this sentence
But... and there was... see,,, I was confused....It's hard to keep up with a carp that has stolen your hook.
Or Bass jumping for bait at the log where lures die
I just watched a Love Bare Mineral commercial and I want to shout-- what's IN this stuff? They do realize, don't they:
That the old Queen of England, Elizabeth I,
Used the bare minerals, and then she was none?
Her skin was aflame withDover's White Clay,
And older than 1,000, she didn't look a day?
Tincture of aresenic, to whiten the skin,
And death the resut, and all of their kin?
Asbestos, mercury, and copper were used,
Dire poisons all, and beauty abused.
Pursuit of smooth skin leaves me much aghast,
For such a pursuit, is one of the past...
Oh, nothing but pure and natural ingredients. If you wrote that poem, kudos.
I thought Dover's cliffs were chalk.....?
Yep, I sat down and wrote it, inspired by that darn LoveBareMinerals ad.Allow me to make one point about bare mineral makeup-- it is NOT line-smoothing.
It has lime in it. They ground up the chalk, (and lime), added oil to it, and smoothed it on their faces to make their faces white. The lime ate their skin, aging them prematurely. The poor Queen's skin was a mess!
No! You don't understand, it is an exfoliant s/
LOL!
Nows the tale that can't be told
Hah ! No computer could have written that ...
Waves racing, sine chasing, lets's all jump now.
Not right now. That particular muse is not visiting at the moment.
I don't think that will be necessary... unless you can get pizza there.