There was a straight road
With a crooked line
The painter must have been drinking wine
He giggled and he laughed
As he painted to the right and to the left or was it
North and to the South?
Then he stopped and took a deep breath
Opening his mouth
He smiled as he puffed out his chest
Feeling he had passed the test
He looked out over his work
Some of his finest
He said with a sly smirk
This is the road to nowhere
it goes nowhere fast
Please take your time when traveling to Nowhere so you don’t fall and break your ***
The moral of the story is……..
Never let the road to Nowhere have the last laugh

If I give you love
what will I get in return?
will it be acknowledged?
or will it be but spurned?
If I offer my love
will you be mine forever?
or will you laugh at me
and say to me   - not ever.
Am I just a fool in love?
head over heels and blind?
silly and sheepish, blushing
not knowing what's in my mind?
I stand on the steps of happiness
worried, lest I fall
falling at your feet
all curled up in a ball.
Columbus took a chance
and by God - he did all right
I cannot leave you now
without putting up a fight.
I smiled and said I love you
my voice began to crack
but your eyes lit up I swear
as you smiled at me right back!

Mass shootings of morality
Guns make the man
Massacre happily
Ignorance leading the blind
Another casualty
Johnny has issues
He’s got an AR15
Arm everyone!
(EUREKA!!!)
Because more guns are just what we need!!!!!
Who gives a **** about Johnny and his mental instability
He’s got a gun!
It’s semi-automatic
That’s all he’ll ever need
Semi-automatic
Everyone will bleed
A few hundred rounds
He kills responsibly
A few hundred rounds
Watch as the children bleed
Just another day in America
How many more guns do we need?