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thyreez-thy Jan 15
Tryna play pirates in the backyard, ah
bluey playing market with a credit card ah
Rusty throws sticks just to hurt you ah
Honey wears glasses just to tease you ah
None of these hounds on a lease too, ah
Turn a school year into a week too, yeah
Main doggo out of your field yea
Side dog outta yo field too, yea

Kennel so loud need some discipline
Twenty biscuits on me, made with cinnamon
Cut that bone meal into meaty pieces
Honey licks her face, man I love my doggo
You talk buckaroos need a saving space
We're playing shadow running to the shade
Switch up the game, driving in a plane
I switch My cuppy, I don't feel the pain

baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you've done!
baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you've done!
I'm the motherwoofing Stardawg

Everyday a doggo tryna test me, yah
Everyday a parent tryna end me,yah
Pull off the scooter in a school zone ah
Pocket over weight, stones  heavy, yeah
Coming from the shepherd, thats a far cry
I come alive during play time
No competition I don't really listen
and just like bluey, bumping keepy uppy

Kennel so loud need some discipline
Twenty biscuits on me, made with cinnamon
Cut that bone meal into meaty pieces
Honey licks her face, man I love my doggo
You talk buckaroos need a saving space
We're playing shadow running to the shade
Switch up the game, driving in a plane
I switch My cuppy, I don't feel the pain

baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you done!
baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you done!
I'm the motherwoofing Stardawg


Let a dog play tablet
Legend of the winter, on the grind like bandit
Bought Bingo a crib and a brand new wagon
Chilli hit the grocery store looking lavish
Star trip ceiling in that house plan
Sheep get loose when the hear this song
Hundred stones on my sheep get me close to DOG
Don't pray for love we pray for candy bars

Kennel so loud need some discipline
Twenty biscuits on me, made with cinnamon
Cut that bone meal into meaty pieces
Honey licks her face, man I love my doggo
You talk buckaroos need a saving space
We're playing shadow running to the shade
Switch up the game, driving in a plane
I switch My cuppy, I don't feel the pain

baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you done!
baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you done!
I'm the motherwoofing Stardawg

baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you done!
baa ba baa ba baa ba baa ba ba
Look what you done!
I'm the motherwoofing Stardawg
A piece I made after I told a few people I could make a weeknd song (Starboy) into a "child friendly" bluey song. while I'm not sure if this counts as anything good, it was fun to make none the less.
As you wake each day
say Good morning
And go ....
make messes
build mud pies
Climb trees
Chase butterflies
Take chances
Laugh and be silly
Make funny faces
Help your mom
in the kitchen
Help your Dad
build you a fort
Say thank you
Hug your grandma
Say I love you
and know this my
grandson
You are loved
You are worth it
You are handsome
and
We love you
© Jennifer L DeLong 1/8/2025
neth jones Dec 2024
abrupt and business
              this winters day
perhaps it's apt
              that i keep   what i have to say
cold and short ?
winter solstice 2024
Christy Dec 2024
What are you doing on Christmas Day?

Oh, having a quiet one at home. My family lives too far away and it’s nice to be alone.

Oh not me, I love a fuss! The more the merrier, I say. It’s really a must to be surrounded by love on a happy Christmas Day.

Suppose you could see, if you’d grown up like me, you’d better understand. My family gatherings were more like a slathering of trauma and animosity.

Maybe one day it won’t be this way, I look forward to some change. I’m hopeful to break the generational hate that’s been deadlocked age after age.

But until then, I can only depend on the peaceful tradition I’ve made. Eating mince pies by the flickering light of my mobile phone screen.
Zelda Dec 2024
Hush, Love

I think I loved you in every universe,
Every timeline,
Every fragment of creativity,
In every self-proclaimed artist's mind.
I think this love exists outside of time.

It's tragic—
Hurricanes on Jupiter,
Tripping us up, ripping us apart.
If we get too close,
We'll get it right eventually.
Until then,
Close your eyes.

Hush, Love.

You and I
Were never states at war,
Only states of chaos—
CHAOS,
chaos.

I had that dream again—
Mesopotamia, 722 BCE.
Between the politics and the bathhouse.

Your kindness, my cold, cold heart.
I broke all your chains.
I know the cost is my beheading.
We'll escape in the middle of the night.

Hush, Love.

You and I
Were never states at war,
Only states of chaos—
CHAOS,
chaos.

The world
Views it as black and white
You're turning red, blue... translucent,
Between the politics and the internet.

Your kindness, my cold, cold heart.
I broke all your codes.
I know the cost is my cancellation.
We'll stay up until the dawn breaks.

Hush, Love.

You and I
Were never states at war,
Only states of chaos—
CHAOS,
chaos

I know we could lose everything
If we get too close
In every universe, every timeline
But I won't lose you
And you won't lose me

It's tragic—
Hurricanes on Jupiter.
So close your eyes,
Gliding on fragments of...
Stardust

Hush, Love.

We will never be states of war
Our love exists outside of time.
It's—
Beautiful.
Golden.
Chaos.

Ok, dear
Dec 18, 2024
Jeremy Betts Dec 2024
The only thing one tends to see
Is the person I don't want to be
Silly me
Obviously
The fruit has spoiled on this tree
Despite me
Or in spite of me
I keep coming back but leave empty
Mostly disappointment only
Ignoring the warning from the Canary
I can't stand steady
Amongst a broken levee
I don't have the energy
To be angry
Or for that matter, happy
Both weigh far too heavy
Forced to take a knee
Taken from me
Is the thought of ever being free
Of me
Not even a possible maybe
My full name and bio in permanent ink on generic stationary
There's no further in front of me
That's what's really scary
Trust me

©2024
Nathan A Brock Dec 2024
O, crawler of the night, I pray
That thou doth not resent this day.
Grudge me not that I must take
A hook to make thy belly ache.

But in this murky pond, methinks..
And as thou on an egg weight sinks,
That swimming knight in plated mail
Might be inclined to munch thy tail.

And thus be caught, yet try to sprint
From straining monofilament.
But I, Oh I, the water's lord
Shall see knight lay on cutting board.

Forgive me, friend, for this, my vice.
I'll not let fade thy sacrifice.
In verse I'll speak thy final plight..
My supper's final meal tonight.

© Nathan A. Brock
Just for fun.
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