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 Mar 2013 Mr Bigglesworth
st64
Ring-a-ring-o' Ruth, goin' round and round.....
  
Ring-a-ring-o' Ruth, goin' round and round
  
She dare not lose it, but she couldn't keep it
Not anymore
No, not anymore!
  
For the rings of Ruth
The one she wears, oh!
They keep her in her place
He keeps her mind in place.........
  
Dare not spill your red treasure on his floor
Oh poor woman, watch your step
Contain yourself...........
  
Daren't let him in, oh Ruth
No, daren't let him in, uh-oh Ruthie
Why lug around his le-ga-cy in your mind?
Of relentless rings of insanity.....goin' round and round.......
  
Ring-a-ring-o' Ruth, goin' round and round
  
Come on home, dear Ruth and flush 'em fears away
Watching you, my Ruth, I can see you from afar
Won't hurt you anymore, won't make you run away
Your heart will sing the Truth that the sands of Time will veil.
  
So, come on home, dear Ruth
Come home......
Come home!

Star Toucher, 13 March 2013
(Written 2007.
Posted elsewhere before....
Inspired by novel "Rose Madder" by Stephen King)
 Mar 2013 Mr Bigglesworth
st64
Dab, soak
Scrub out blue.
Who wants
A bleached soul?


Star Toucher, 15 March 2013
Some stains can add character...like a spackeled ceiling yielding pretty patterns for the open mind.
And...there's colour in a rainbow :)
 Mar 2013 Mr Bigglesworth
st64
I will cut your eyes from you
Place them in the waiting dark
An oubliette prepared just for you
They will grow and let us feed.....


Star Toucher, 19 March 2013
Just a window-silly conundrum....figure it out, if you dare!
Just jokin'.....lol
: )
 Mar 2013 Mr Bigglesworth
st64
Pedal Verse
O, keeper of the soul, entrusted to your care
Mind where you leave the baby
Cos Mama's gone a-walkin'
O, keeper of the soul, go and mind your back door.

Refrain:
'Cos baby's all a-cryin' , oh no!
And somebody's a-lyin', oh-hoo-oh!
Momma knows not why
Heaven knows how she forgot
To lock that back door in her head!

Chorus:
Momma, go and lock your baby away
Please go and lock your back door
Momma, don't give your baby away
Please go and lock your back door!
'Cos in the doorway stands an ugly beast
Waiting to take him away....


You're guarding the front door, all locked and barreled
Peeping through half-drawn curtains
To keep out, what you know you must face!

Didn't she hear the whispers, behind her prayers, no!
That trusting too easy....would be her downfall
To tempt the hand of Fate?

Don't you know, when you went a-walking
The devils crept into your Light
And stole it away, when you didn't guard that back door!

Pedal Verse
O, keeper of the soul, entrusted to your care
Mind where you leave the baby
Cos Mama's gone a-walkin'
O, keeper of the soul, go and mind your back door.


Star Toucher, 21 March 2013
One of the saddest songs I've ever written.
Penned a few years back.
If I could rap,?
  I'd be on the map.
Id have my own town! that never could frown.
we-would-all-go-rage,
and   have   our   own   page.
Fun on the Run
made Day.   By  day, No pay to play.!
we would be made to live on the stage..
It's not like i Hate this suciety,
.....It's just not a riot.,..
we're not alone if you'd quit being quiet.
some people don't have enough faith to speak up and be proud,.
It's called "originality"

And if you have bin to the point where lifes just crap?,
you've taken the pain of that hard life slap
lifes a ***** so play with it's wack
for this moment
don't turn to no crack

you cant go wrong,
[step out side and]
[Hit this ****.]
.and get you're *** into
this_

     Aroma of the happiness
Now you laugh., just at that past.
YOU made New, and You got through
any person,
Can take the flight
because we all just live to die -riiight?.
       young at heart with a tid of stupidity.
expect a melloo for you're hello  cause I'm always high nd it's hard to say bye (:
******* say hell no cause there brains just be jello
^^peace with out dat sappyness^
Here is a glass of water from my well.
It tastes of rock and root and earth and rain;
It is the best I have, my only spell,
And it is cold, and better than champagne.
Perhaps someone will pass this house one day
To drink, and be restored, and go his way,
Someone in dark confusion as I was
When I drank down cold water in a glass,
Drank a transparent health to keep me sane,
After the bitter mood had gone again.
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