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For real, keep it on loop I dig it a lot, like mama’s corn soup You feelin’ me, hearing that tune Or maybe I’m in the wrong room Get up on it, know what I mean Jammin’ on hot scones with cream This song needs to tell our life stories We all have battles forever in our lives When you hear the sound of pop pop, oh no Kids gettin’ shot for a pair of shoes in Chicago Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys They aren’t speakin’ our language Let’s get the hell outta there, somewhere tranquil Day by day, lets see if we can crack the code Try placing ones thoughts in a brand new abode For better or worse, it’s up to you, not your corner crew We grew up thinking we had to listen, who knew Step outside the hood, look around, don’t be shy Then buy a one-way Greyhound ticket, say bye bye At the start it might feel hard, but give it a chance You’ll be surprised what you find, just take that first glance Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys

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Nov 22, 2020

Nov 22, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC

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Crack The Code

For real, keep it on loop I dig it a lot, like mama’s corn soup You feelin’ me, hearing that tune Or maybe I’m in the wrong room Get up on it, know what I mean Jammin’ on hot scones with cream This song needs to tell our life stories We all have battles forever in our lives When you hear the sound of pop pop, oh no Kids gettin’ shot for a pair of shoes in Chicago Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys They aren’t speakin’ our language Let’s get the hell outta there, somewhere tranquil Day by day, lets see if we can crack the code Try placing ones thoughts in a brand new abode For better or worse, it’s up to you, not your corner crew We grew up thinking we had to listen, who knew Step outside the hood, look around, don’t be shy Then buy a one-way Greyhound ticket, say bye bye At the start it might feel hard, but give it a chance You’ll be surprised what you find, just take that first glance Tough neighbourhood street Corrupt badges on the beat Planting dope, selling candy at the corner shop Writing songs, tagging everywhere, if you dare Doin’ time, enter from behind, I never, I swear Come out on parole, new king on throne, lost all control If I had my time again, I’d save a lot more, forget ‘bout toys Look over my shoulders, stick to the plan, escape from the boys

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Goodbye, addiction, my killer vice I've come to realise it destroys ones life Because a little starts a web of lies As your true inner self slowly dies And the person inside hides from itself Blaming the cards you were dealt Coming from within the drug of deception In my search for meaning I just couldn’t wait Took a gamble with an old schoolmate Behind the now derelict, but once busy hardware shop I blew it all up, until my head was about to pop Then my heart felt like it was jumping out of my skin That’ll be the last time, never again Until my mind craved the drug of deception And while in a crazy trance I saw Three headed creatures, six eyes or more Creatures stalking without a cause Creatures nearing without a pause Creatures appearing from nowhere on my trip My mouth tight lipped Caused by the drug of deception "Help" said I, "I want them to go Caused by a lost souls woes Take notice my friends, save yourselves Take my advice for it could help yourselves." But my addiction like so many in life All fall into the drug of deception All of us in society at times have troubles Try and find a way out of your mystery puzzle The choice is yours alone, so never ever handball All of us in some way, are marooned on an island Wandering around trying to contact the mainland But it’s free to move to another thinking way So instead live every moment, of every single day Better than being lost to the drug of deception.

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Nov 18, 2020

Nov 18, 2020 at 9:11 PM UTC

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The Drug Of Deception

Goodbye, addiction, my killer vice I've come to realise it destroys ones life Because a little starts a web of lies As your true inner self slowly dies And the person inside hides from itself Blaming the cards you were dealt Coming from within the drug of deception In my search for meaning I just couldn’t wait Took a gamble with an old schoolmate Behind the now derelict, but once busy hardware shop I blew it all up, until my head was about to pop Then my heart felt like it was jumping out of my skin That’ll be the last time, never again Until my mind craved the drug of deception And while in a crazy trance I saw Three headed creatures, six eyes or more Creatures stalking without a cause Creatures nearing without a pause Creatures appearing from nowhere on my trip My mouth tight lipped Caused by the drug of deception "Help" said I, "I want them to go Caused by a lost souls woes Take notice my friends, save yourselves Take my advice for it could help yourselves." But my addiction like so many in life All fall into the drug of deception All of us in society at times have troubles Try and find a way out of your mystery puzzle The choice is yours alone, so never ever handball All of us in some way, are marooned on an island Wandering around trying to contact the mainland But it’s free to move to another thinking way So instead live every moment, of every single day Better than being lost to the drug of deception.

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My childhood hero died in a crushing way We attended his funeral the very next day There were still flowers about and words to say He left us so early with so much more music to play Taken before he knew, his song had become a great anthem He'd say "Mama told me, I’d been born with a silver spoon Yep, I’d been born with a silver spoon His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I've gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we’ll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done Church speakers turned on, then all in harmony, everybody sings We all said, "Thanks for the music man, for the joy that it brings Your lyrics speak to us all, almost the same as the ole kings Now laid to rest, with paper and pen, as we bow on down As we left the building, the kids were playing cats in the cradle And we thought, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat, yep For real, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I've gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done Well, one year later, we came together, again So great to see you all, for those of us that remain Guys, we all rock to the same beat, while we’re still alive We shook each others hands, and said our goodbyes What I'd really like though guys, is to have one more beer So five hours later, we all agreed to get together every year His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I’ve gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done I've aged quite a lot, since those hippy years I now prefer to sip on shandy, than those heavy beers I said, “What, speak up”, I can’t hear anything in my ears They said, we have our problems, like remembering our wives You forget your recent life, but seem to remember earlier times But it's sure been nice listening to music with all you guys It's sure been nice listening to music with you And as they left the building, one by one, gone before me The young would grow up, just like me They would find their own great anthem, just like me His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I’ve gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done.

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Nov 13, 2020

Nov 13, 2020 at 7:26 AM UTC

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A Great Anthem

My childhood hero died in a crushing way We attended his funeral the very next day There were still flowers about and words to say He left us so early with so much more music to play Taken before he knew, his song had become a great anthem He'd say "Mama told me, I’d been born with a silver spoon Yep, I’d been born with a silver spoon His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I've gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we’ll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done Church speakers turned on, then all in harmony, everybody sings We all said, "Thanks for the music man, for the joy that it brings Your lyrics speak to us all, almost the same as the ole kings Now laid to rest, with paper and pen, as we bow on down As we left the building, the kids were playing cats in the cradle And we thought, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat, yep For real, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I've gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done Well, one year later, we came together, again So great to see you all, for those of us that remain Guys, we all rock to the same beat, while we’re still alive We shook each others hands, and said our goodbyes What I'd really like though guys, is to have one more beer So five hours later, we all agreed to get together every year His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I’ve gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done I've aged quite a lot, since those hippy years I now prefer to sip on shandy, than those heavy beers I said, “What, speak up”, I can’t hear anything in my ears They said, we have our problems, like remembering our wives You forget your recent life, but seem to remember earlier times But it's sure been nice listening to music with all you guys It's sure been nice listening to music with you And as they left the building, one by one, gone before me The young would grow up, just like me They would find their own great anthem, just like me His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would often pray Soon my son, I’ve gotta entertain the fans, until there are none You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I’m all dusted and done.

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Baby, I’ve lost that happy feeling I've lost my way since the day we broke up Could you show me the path back, baby I'm not coping that well, nup You know me more than I’ll ever know You could help me better myself, for both of us, maybe I lay awake at night whilst Whiskey bottles empty and drunk (Baby) Staring into darkness until the sun shines through (Baby) Can't wait for the next round of drinks I cry baby, I just lay awake drunk at night ‘Cause I can't stand the thought of no you, no more I cry baby, I'm dying of the thought, alright So, when I imagine this, it’s you who I need, yo Baby, baby, baby I'm screaming out in pain 'Cause I can feel my days fading real fast I need your help, now more than ever, yo The bottles empty and drunk (Baby) Staring into darkness until the sun shines through (Baby) Can't wait for the next round of drinks I cry baby, I just lay awake drunk at night ‘Cause I can't stand the thought of no you, no more I cry baby, I'm dying of the thought, alright So, when I imagine this, it’s you who I need, yo I'm just reaching out baby, I’m trying to reconnect (I’m trying to reconnect) I’ll always love you until the day I die (Until the day I die) You don’t know how much it would mean (Baby) I'm screaming out in pain 'Cause I can feel my days fading real fast Baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, baby I'm screaming out in pain 'Cause I can feel my days fading real fast

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Nov 6, 2020

Nov 6, 2020 at 6:56 AM UTC

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Baby (I’m trying to reconnect)

Baby, I’ve lost that happy feeling I've lost my way since the day we broke up Could you show me the path back, baby I'm not coping that well, nup You know me more than I’ll ever know You could help me better myself, for both of us, maybe I lay awake at night whilst Whiskey bottles empty and drunk (Baby) Staring into darkness until the sun shines through (Baby) Can't wait for the next round of drinks I cry baby, I just lay awake drunk at night ‘Cause I can't stand the thought of no you, no more I cry baby, I'm dying of the thought, alright So, when I imagine this, it’s you who I need, yo Baby, baby, baby I'm screaming out in pain 'Cause I can feel my days fading real fast I need your help, now more than ever, yo The bottles empty and drunk (Baby) Staring into darkness until the sun shines through (Baby) Can't wait for the next round of drinks I cry baby, I just lay awake drunk at night ‘Cause I can't stand the thought of no you, no more I cry baby, I'm dying of the thought, alright So, when I imagine this, it’s you who I need, yo I'm just reaching out baby, I’m trying to reconnect (I’m trying to reconnect) I’ll always love you until the day I die (Until the day I die) You don’t know how much it would mean (Baby) I'm screaming out in pain 'Cause I can feel my days fading real fast Baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, baby I'm screaming out in pain 'Cause I can feel my days fading real fast

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Hoodlum’s hanging ‘bout the corner block Waiting patiently all day, everyday Chose the wrong path, no coming back Users two, that have no fear Eagle eyed and bouncing here Payin’ for a simple shot of gear Death has struck that corner block Legends leave, then newbies flock Mothers pain, worse than news from Iraq Yes it haunts us, ghetto lives Slain by bullets and kitchen knives Never able to wed our future brides Users two, just felt the fear Eagle eyed and bouncing here Once done, nature will expel their gear Whilst playin’ in the gangland night and day Hoping his brotherhood won’t go away Hoping as their bodies start to sway Forever searching for respect Wanting to live, but waiting for death Hood life, that’s all you can expect?

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Nov 3, 2020

Nov 3, 2020 at 7:10 AM UTC

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Corner Block

Hoodlum’s hanging ‘bout the corner block Waiting patiently all day, everyday Chose the wrong path, no coming back Users two, that have no fear Eagle eyed and bouncing here Payin’ for a simple shot of gear Death has struck that corner block Legends leave, then newbies flock Mothers pain, worse than news from Iraq Yes it haunts us, ghetto lives Slain by bullets and kitchen knives Never able to wed our future brides Users two, just felt the fear Eagle eyed and bouncing here Once done, nature will expel their gear Whilst playin’ in the gangland night and day Hoping his brotherhood won’t go away Hoping as their bodies start to sway Forever searching for respect Wanting to live, but waiting for death Hood life, that’s all you can expect?

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Painting lies on the doorstep of the countries elite Old men hiding, while the hood destroy for fascist belief Draw a thin blue line along the precincts orderly beat Our enemy become enraged, then suburbia can’t sleep Mention of war, makes Colonel Sanders feel so good, right! It helps the makers of guns, especially all the men that knelt Once the losers hand back their bibles, tools and money belt We will become the same as the southern island overnight Who are you going to vote for It don’t really matter no more The new world order will figure it out And program the machine to adjust the count Then one world government of socialist, no doubt Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount So be very careful what you think you are truly wishing for Once you enter, there’s no way out, it’s a one way door Not long after, you’ll see it’s not at all, our promised freedom All the grasslands and concrete jungles, renamed Yankeedom Line up for food, water, healthcare, is this US or far left China Now we’re not allowed to pray at night, come back Messiah Who are you going to vote for It don’t really matter no more The new world order will figure it out And program the machine to adjust the count Then one world government of socialist, no doubt Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount Be wise who you vote for and watch for the dead they count If the system is rigged, the powers will have a case to mount Bring back the old way days, one on one honest debates Stop the press or there will be another war between the states Black, white, yellow or brown, we all live in this freedom town Don’t let the thugs, loonies, murderers or media, get us down We are a Democratic nation, with freedom of choice So take off your mask, stay in line and show your real voice Who are you going to vote for It don’t really matter no more The new world order will figure it out And program the machine to adjust the count Then one world government of socialist, no doubt Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount

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Sep 6, 2020

Sep 6, 2020 at 11:54 PM UTC

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Yankeedom

Painting lies on the doorstep of the countries elite Old men hiding, while the hood destroy for fascist belief Draw a thin blue line along the precincts orderly beat Our enemy become enraged, then suburbia can’t sleep Mention of war, makes Colonel Sanders feel so good, right! It helps the makers of guns, especially all the men that knelt Once the losers hand back their bibles, tools and money belt We will become the same as the southern island overnight Who are you going to vote for It don’t really matter no more The new world order will figure it out And program the machine to adjust the count Then one world government of socialist, no doubt Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount So be very careful what you think you are truly wishing for Once you enter, there’s no way out, it’s a one way door Not long after, you’ll see it’s not at all, our promised freedom All the grasslands and concrete jungles, renamed Yankeedom Line up for food, water, healthcare, is this US or far left China Now we’re not allowed to pray at night, come back Messiah Who are you going to vote for It don’t really matter no more The new world order will figure it out And program the machine to adjust the count Then one world government of socialist, no doubt Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount Be wise who you vote for and watch for the dead they count If the system is rigged, the powers will have a case to mount Bring back the old way days, one on one honest debates Stop the press or there will be another war between the states Black, white, yellow or brown, we all live in this freedom town Don’t let the thugs, loonies, murderers or media, get us down We are a Democratic nation, with freedom of choice So take off your mask, stay in line and show your real voice Who are you going to vote for It don’t really matter no more The new world order will figure it out And program the machine to adjust the count Then one world government of socialist, no doubt Only chance is to open up a bible and lets meet on the mount

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Walking a fine tightrope amongst this life Looking down, closing my eyes, now I’m in strife Bobbing up and down, from the crest of a wave Now crashing onto the shore, it’s time to be brave I awake, with sun in my eyes and in a dreamy daze Is this heaven? Is that God I can see thru the haze? Open your eyes, more often than not Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot There’s to many things to do and see Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me You have a choice in this, your only known life Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright How are you feeling now son, the man in white asks I thought you’d never make it, thought your time had passed I’m so sorry. I should’ve believed in you years ago That’s ok, I’m just glad we met now, whilst your low Thank you father, your presence has put me at ease That’s fine, but I’m not your father, just call me doctor, please Open your eyes, more often than not Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot There’s to many things to do and see Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me You have a choice in this, your only known life Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright So I haven’t arrived in the kingdom of heaven Thank god and Amen Not yet, go home, rest and take the red or blue pills, again Now living my life, never looking down, that’s my new trend Hopefully when I’m finally laid to rest Life’s mystery will end Open your eyes, more often than not Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot There’s to many things to do and see Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me You have a choice in this, your only known life Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright

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Sep 2, 2020

Sep 2, 2020 at 9:14 PM UTC

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Amen

Walking a fine tightrope amongst this life Looking down, closing my eyes, now I’m in strife Bobbing up and down, from the crest of a wave Now crashing onto the shore, it’s time to be brave I awake, with sun in my eyes and in a dreamy daze Is this heaven? Is that God I can see thru the haze? Open your eyes, more often than not Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot There’s to many things to do and see Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me You have a choice in this, your only known life Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright How are you feeling now son, the man in white asks I thought you’d never make it, thought your time had passed I’m so sorry. I should’ve believed in you years ago That’s ok, I’m just glad we met now, whilst your low Thank you father, your presence has put me at ease That’s fine, but I’m not your father, just call me doctor, please Open your eyes, more often than not Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot There’s to many things to do and see Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me You have a choice in this, your only known life Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright So I haven’t arrived in the kingdom of heaven Thank god and Amen Not yet, go home, rest and take the red or blue pills, again Now living my life, never looking down, that’s my new trend Hopefully when I’m finally laid to rest Life’s mystery will end Open your eyes, more often than not Live your life to the beat, not like I forgot There’s to many things to do and see Take it all in, feel alive, don’t become me You have a choice in this, your only known life Ask for directions, don’t be shy, you’ll be alright

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I have seen enough of this charade now I’ve seen all I needed and wanted to see My thoughts are reminiscing my life, mainly with smiles of glee Hopefully once I’m gone, I’ll be told why and even how I exited via the green keepers, one way garden gate Even though I heard gods free advice But from the start, the devil rolled the dice Now I’m getting dragged back down, to a fiery eternal fate We all wish we could’ve stayed put, for eternity Knowing the landlord would keep us sheltered forever, with certainty But he gave us all a choice on how to live So your job in life, is to teach, love and unselfishly give.

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Aug 20, 2020

Aug 20, 2020 at 12:54 AM UTC

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Smiles Of Glee

I have seen enough of this charade now I’ve seen all I needed and wanted to see My thoughts are reminiscing my life, mainly with smiles of glee Hopefully once I’m gone, I’ll be told why and even how I exited via the green keepers, one way garden gate Even though I heard gods free advice But from the start, the devil rolled the dice Now I’m getting dragged back down, to a fiery eternal fate We all wish we could’ve stayed put, for eternity Knowing the landlord would keep us sheltered forever, with certainty But he gave us all a choice on how to live So your job in life, is to teach, love and unselfishly give.

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I always tried to live my life full of hope Daydreaming the most while tugging on dope Respecting the elders and teaching the young Now living alone, the thought we never wanted sung Searching for answers, asking the question But can’t see the light, so never get a mention I tried so hard, but maybe it has other reasons for me Never a white one amongst the flock, I had to be free We all have our problems and heartache in this life Without an understanding ear, it can cut like a knife If you can listen to this, never forget me now, please Don’t leave them behind or their will might cease Be in tune with nature, spirits and your main love concern Listen up, listen in, take it in, give it back, it won’t burn Look above, feel the sunlight open us up, during the day Look down, see the memories from ashes, that we lay Look ahead, but don’t ever forget the past Look around, take it in, it could be your last We might just turn to dust or we may be back to fix any faults We bite an apple to release ourselves from the herding cults

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Aug 13, 2020

Aug 13, 2020 at 6:46 AM UTC

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Never forget me now, please

I always tried to live my life full of hope Daydreaming the most while tugging on dope Respecting the elders and teaching the young Now living alone, the thought we never wanted sung Searching for answers, asking the question But can’t see the light, so never get a mention I tried so hard, but maybe it has other reasons for me Never a white one amongst the flock, I had to be free We all have our problems and heartache in this life Without an understanding ear, it can cut like a knife If you can listen to this, never forget me now, please Don’t leave them behind or their will might cease Be in tune with nature, spirits and your main love concern Listen up, listen in, take it in, give it back, it won’t burn Look above, feel the sunlight open us up, during the day Look down, see the memories from ashes, that we lay Look ahead, but don’t ever forget the past Look around, take it in, it could be your last We might just turn to dust or we may be back to fix any faults We bite an apple to release ourselves from the herding cults

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SORE BARE FEET WITH YELLOW TAIL From the 2nd diary entry of Stewy Lemmon's childhood adventures. Its been almost two weeks now, since our unforgettable funny night of the colourful fruit falling down on us. So, I decided to take Smoochy for a walk through our village and then up and over the town's nearby grassy green hills. When all of a sudden, I noticed a strange, gigantic and really colourful object in the near distance. I picked up Smoochy and put him in my top left-hand side pocket. I then took off my thongs and raced like the wind, towards this strange, gigantic and really colourful thing. As we got closer, I realised what I had come across. It was a gigantic and colourful, hot air balloon. Maybe, it had crashed on top of our town's grassy green hills, that very morning. I yelled out, ‘Hello is anyone in there’? But, not a squeak or holler of noise, came out of that gigantic and really colourful hot air balloon. I was curious to have a closer look inside, so I took Smoochy out of my top left-hand side pocket and put him nearby. I climbed up into the hot air balloon with bare feet and all, to see what it was like, inside my incredible find. Whilst looking straight up towards the blue sky, I saw the hot air balloons large engine, that once it was switched on, would make a huge fire. A fire which you could imagine, would make you ever so warm. All of sudden, a gush of wind took hold of the gigantic hot air balloon and it started to take off. I yelled out to Smoochy to help me, but quickly realised, he was only a grouse, new, pet mouse and would not understand me. The balloon started to bounce down the hill and was nearing the edge. Smoochy had jumped onto the end of a dangling rope and was hanging on by the skin of his teeth, while I was hanging on, for my dear young life. I screamed out to Smoochy, ‘Start climbing up the rope and don’t be scared’. Finally, Smoochy made it into the balloons basket and popped straight into my top, left-hand side pocket where he felt safe, once again. So, maybe Smoochy does understand me after all. The hot air balloon was getting higher and higher and further away from my home, heading towards the famous Bearfeet Ridge mountain tops. Ouch Ouch Ouch, I yelled out to Smoochy for help, again, again and again. Because, when I was running in bare feet, towards the strange, gigantic and really colourful object, I stepped on some prickles and it didn't at all, feel like funny feet tickles. I carefully pulled them out, one by one; all those pointy, painful prickles that were making my bare feet sore. I had an idea to get us off this fast moving hot air balloon. I pulled out my very super, sporty, single-shot, stylish slingshot from my back pocket and put one of those pointy, painful prickles into place on the slingshot that had been stuck in my feet. Bang, my first shot made a hole in the balloon and it started to drop down slowly over the treetops. But then, with an almighty, Thump, it stopped with a jolt and came to a complete and sudden halt. The dangling rope Smoochy had used to climb in with me, had tangled around a tree branch. It had miraculously landed, the hot air balloon right on top, although, on a very steep angle. I stood up and wiped the sweat off my brow and thought, ‘Wow, what a fun ride'. I climbed over the edge and onto a large limb and started to climb down carefully, branch by branch. Then, I heard very loud moans and growls coming from way down below. As I looked down, I felt excited and very lucky, but at the same time, I felt very nervous deep down inside. Smoochy, had peaked his head out and started to tremble, for what we were seeing had to be, that 'mysterious and rarely seen, yellow tailed, bear family'. Which a few older towns' people, have claimed to have seen. But the bears were looking, oh so very hungry, patient and keen. Then from afar, I heard people yelling out, 'Don’t move Stewy, stay where you are, for we’re almost there'. It was my Dad Archie and Sergeant Bill Stilrite from our local police station. Luckily, Dad had seen Smoochy and I, with his trusty homemade, fancy, far out, funny binoculars through the small, round shaped, backdoor window of his unusually built and outrageously painted, outback, backyard shed. He couldn't believe it, when I jumped into the balloon and it started to move. So, he had raced to his car and yelled out to my Mum Flo, ‘Call the local police now, on 000 and don't be slow’. Then my Dad started following us by car, from well down below. The police Sergeant Bill Stilrite along with my Dad, had both managed to follow us, in their very fast cars, right up until we came to a complete and sudden halt. The screaming of my Dad and Sergeant Bill Stilrite, had scared off the mysterious and rarely seen yellow tailed, bear family, making them all bolt. Now, safely back home and with an amazing, gigantic and really colourful hot air balloon tale to tell. I just don't know if my family and folks, will ever really believe that Smoochy and I saw the mysterious and rarely seen, yellow tailed, bear family, oh well. At least Smoochy was there and knows our adventures were fun and for real. Hopefully one day, I will write some books, about my childhood fun adventures and then, just maybe, try to sell them, for a buck or two.

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Jun 7, 2020

Jun 7, 2020 at 7:27 AM UTC

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Sore Bare Feet With Yellow Tail

SORE BARE FEET WITH YELLOW TAIL From the 2nd diary entry of Stewy Lemmon's childhood adventures. Its been almost two weeks now, since our unforgettable funny night of the colourful fruit falling down on us. So, I decided to take Smoochy for a walk through our village and then up and over the town's nearby grassy green hills. When all of a sudden, I noticed a strange, gigantic and really colourful object in the near distance. I picked up Smoochy and put him in my top left-hand side pocket. I then took off my thongs and raced like the wind, towards this strange, gigantic and really colourful thing. As we got closer, I realised what I had come across. It was a gigantic and colourful, hot air balloon. Maybe, it had crashed on top of our town's grassy green hills, that very morning. I yelled out, ‘Hello is anyone in there’? But, not a squeak or holler of noise, came out of that gigantic and really colourful hot air balloon. I was curious to have a closer look inside, so I took Smoochy out of my top left-hand side pocket and put him nearby. I climbed up into the hot air balloon with bare feet and all, to see what it was like, inside my incredible find. Whilst looking straight up towards the blue sky, I saw the hot air balloons large engine, that once it was switched on, would make a huge fire. A fire which you could imagine, would make you ever so warm. All of sudden, a gush of wind took hold of the gigantic hot air balloon and it started to take off. I yelled out to Smoochy to help me, but quickly realised, he was only a grouse, new, pet mouse and would not understand me. The balloon started to bounce down the hill and was nearing the edge. Smoochy had jumped onto the end of a dangling rope and was hanging on by the skin of his teeth, while I was hanging on, for my dear young life. I screamed out to Smoochy, ‘Start climbing up the rope and don’t be scared’. Finally, Smoochy made it into the balloons basket and popped straight into my top, left-hand side pocket where he felt safe, once again. So, maybe Smoochy does understand me after all. The hot air balloon was getting higher and higher and further away from my home, heading towards the famous Bearfeet Ridge mountain tops. Ouch Ouch Ouch, I yelled out to Smoochy for help, again, again and again. Because, when I was running in bare feet, towards the strange, gigantic and really colourful object, I stepped on some prickles and it didn't at all, feel like funny feet tickles. I carefully pulled them out, one by one; all those pointy, painful prickles that were making my bare feet sore. I had an idea to get us off this fast moving hot air balloon. I pulled out my very super, sporty, single-shot, stylish slingshot from my back pocket and put one of those pointy, painful prickles into place on the slingshot that had been stuck in my feet. Bang, my first shot made a hole in the balloon and it started to drop down slowly over the treetops. But then, with an almighty, Thump, it stopped with a jolt and came to a complete and sudden halt. The dangling rope Smoochy had used to climb in with me, had tangled around a tree branch. It had miraculously landed, the hot air balloon right on top, although, on a very steep angle. I stood up and wiped the sweat off my brow and thought, ‘Wow, what a fun ride'. I climbed over the edge and onto a large limb and started to climb down carefully, branch by branch. Then, I heard very loud moans and growls coming from way down below. As I looked down, I felt excited and very lucky, but at the same time, I felt very nervous deep down inside. Smoochy, had peaked his head out and started to tremble, for what we were seeing had to be, that 'mysterious and rarely seen, yellow tailed, bear family'. Which a few older towns' people, have claimed to have seen. But the bears were looking, oh so very hungry, patient and keen. Then from afar, I heard people yelling out, 'Don’t move Stewy, stay where you are, for we’re almost there'. It was my Dad Archie and Sergeant Bill Stilrite from our local police station. Luckily, Dad had seen Smoochy and I, with his trusty homemade, fancy, far out, funny binoculars through the small, round shaped, backdoor window of his unusually built and outrageously painted, outback, backyard shed. He couldn't believe it, when I jumped into the balloon and it started to move. So, he had raced to his car and yelled out to my Mum Flo, ‘Call the local police now, on 000 and don't be slow’. Then my Dad started following us by car, from well down below. The police Sergeant Bill Stilrite along with my Dad, had both managed to follow us, in their very fast cars, right up until we came to a complete and sudden halt. The screaming of my Dad and Sergeant Bill Stilrite, had scared off the mysterious and rarely seen yellow tailed, bear family, making them all bolt. Now, safely back home and with an amazing, gigantic and really colourful hot air balloon tale to tell. I just don't know if my family and folks, will ever really believe that Smoochy and I saw the mysterious and rarely seen, yellow tailed, bear family, oh well. At least Smoochy was there and knows our adventures were fun and for real. Hopefully one day, I will write some books, about my childhood fun adventures and then, just maybe, try to sell them, for a buck or two.

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