Hail, warriors of sandhill
Defend their territory
with flaming fire

Shooting poison darts
Carrying away in carts
Leaving one clueless

Who could ever forget thee?
Mighty ones of Pantego
Pantego

And destroying our home,
Yours and mine,

Stop Destroying only place
We can call home
our planet
So stop Asap!

Yellow flowers growing beautiful and straight,
By a flowing river this gorgeous Sunday
O' cool refreshing water rushes downstream,
Continually like time never stopping
Upon this mountain high where bears thrive,
And where windsong sings of long ago
Time isn't a speeding train rushing forward,
Time is a tortoise traveling slow

Showering with Thor,
Lightning flashes, thunder rolls
Cloud burst,  water falls

muses with words spun of finest silk
and as fragile as butterfly wings
never cometh spilling those words
for my broken pen to flow over scrolls
leaving messages for all time

O' dream darling, I made this poem for You
This poem is made with sugar kisses,
Cool evening mists and early morning dew
Syllables in pink and sky thoughts of blue
Sandy beaches and sunshine, too

Some men of long ago were geniuses
of an extraordinary kind
Yet, those men chose to use their mind
not for good of mankind
Devicing a brilliant, yet devious plan;
A fantastic plan for every common man,
woman, boy,  and girl
A stunning plan by some genius men
Leaving everyone beguiled and bewildered
A plan simple yet complex,
starring cigarettes, cancer, and copd,
and superfast machinery
for mind blowing production
An ingenious plan, unstoppable and fail proof
A plan for population reduction
Genius men playing everyone for a fool,
Cigarettes, an ultimate uncool