they give life to flowers and fruit
they’re nature’s trustees
those busy busy bees
honey bees
and worker bees
looking for pollen to seize
giving some people the willies
and others are at ease
with the love of bees
busy bumble bees
pollinating fruit and flowers
busy busy bees
buzzing in the breeze
and in their nest among the trees
one is lean and the other one is fat
people call them blue cat and red rat
blue cat is fast for his size
red rat has beady eyes
blue cat considers him prey
but red rat outruns him all day
blue cat is streaky
red rat is sneaky
blue cat likes his raw meat
red rat thinks cheese is neat
blue cat likes to frolic and play
red rat works at staying away
one day
blue cat’s tail was caught in a trap
and red rat laughed at the mishap
the next day
red rat was caught in a trap
and blue cat ate him in the recap
in the pantheon of gods there’s two you should know
Echo and Ego
they walk around our world every day
one praising herself and the other echoing away
one generally follows the other’s lead
praising the other’s every deed
they like sports stars and movie stars
and famous writer’s early memoirs
you might be surprised to know
that everyone has an ego
it’s the echo
that determines if fame is to be had
whether it’s good…or whether it’s bad
it hung in the light from a nearby window
a black and white portrait of an old man
with wise eyes and a flowing beard
he was an elder and he was revered
oh, the stories he could tell
if he hadn’t died and went to hell!
there was a young woman named Bethany
who lived in a Redwood tree
her little hut was something to see
perched like a toy inside the canopy
society had caused her to flee
to the giant tree in order to be free
a friend brought supplies to the tree
and never questioned her idiosyncrasy
and she lived there like a refugee
but happy as happy can be
for she was a nature devotee
who did her best to avoid reality
here’s to saluting a beautiful night
with a shifting palette of colors so bright
hail, Aurora Borealis!
your show is like no others
your gas particles shoot into the night
colliding with gas atoms and admitting light
emissions from atomic oxygen flow
causing a greenish and dark red glow
the stream of particles across the sky
flow freely and are pleasing to the eye
if you believe in UFO’s and a magic mirror
sign your name right here
if you believe Bigfoot drinks beer
sign your name right here
if you think there’s no pollution in the atmosphere
sign your name right here
if you’re into kinky sex and like to domineer
sign your name right here
if your looking for a long career
sign your name right here
in order to make your wishes crystal clear
sign your name right here
if you enjoy getting attention with a Bronx cheer
sign your name right here
do you have days when things are unclear?
sign your name right here
have you ever thought about being a volunteer?
sign your name right here
all aboard the pot train my friend
your time is here
the demonization has come to an end
it’s really mind blowing seeing marijuana legit
to an old hippie like me
that’s as good as it can get
back in the day pot was a crime
no such thing as legal weed
with arrests going on all the time
those who smoked Mary Jane
risked their very freedom
running in the fast lane
more than half of the USA
has legalized marijuana
and more states are on the way
I really didn’t think
I’d live to see the day
the writer waited until he hit a century
before releasing the rights to his diary
while flipping through the pages one night
his still-active imagination took flight
and he was a young man again
as far as he could ascertain
and a young lady came near
and whispered in his ear
they went for a walk
and had a lovely talk
and
when the writer’s son
came to visit the next day
the old man had passed away
with a smile on his face
that showed
he was in a better place
golden lightning bolts streaking along ghetto walls like a snake in the Garden of Babylon intent on conveying anarchistic values to the viewers who gaze upon the colorful buildings in shock and awe...
graffiti in high C playing in the neighborhood
it’s art to the homeboys who make noise while spraying their gang names and playing games and it’s all understood
graffiti in high C playing in every city
the world is crazy
about an artist called Banksy
who secretly
paints murals of damnation in every nation
but the critics don’t get it
because they think it’s about money and fame, but graffiti’s real message is not so tame, it’s a reality check warning things will not always remain the same
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