1500 ft.
You speed up
1000 ft
You speed up
500 ft
You speed up
0 ft
You swerve into my lane
To avoid the blinking sign
As if you didn't see
The warnings staged in a line
You'd rather hit my moving car
Than the signs you dissed
Never heading the warnings
You put my life at risk
I wonder why you have to be
This way on a Monday morn
Then I remember all too well
Every minute an idiot born
Although I don't want
To think so ill of you
If I don't
I'll go crazy too
I'll speed up
Faster still
Getting my rocks off
On a chasing thrill
Neglecting to heed
Your brake lights
Crashing a tad too fast
Into your fancy flight
Getting out to ask
This question only once:
"How does it feel - you stupid dounce!?"

© November 9, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

****** bayonet, nurturing fallen stays,
Get inside the pressure,
Fall inside the lines,

If the sunshine was in my way,
I'd climb that mountain high,

The reasons that doubt lives,
Is found within his eyes,

She dances,
Soft,
To the rythme,
Inside,

People with hearts,
Made from glass blocks cut from fine sand,
Dounce, I say again,
All I cannot say

By: Cedric McClester

I’d havta be
A dounce
To wanna see it again
Having seen it once
You and Britney
Locking lips
After y’all have already
Cashed in those chips

Madonna I’ll  try
To explain
Y’all left the station
On that train
To do it again
Would just be insane
And I’m simply tryin
To make it plain

It was shocking
Once upon a time
Since then many
Have copied your paradigm
To reenact it
Would be a crime
Like words out of
The mouth of a mime

Madonna please
Listen to me
You’re no longer a teenager
You’re in fact sixty-three
Though a rebel
You might always be
Age has caught up with you
Don’t cha seee









Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2022.  All rights reserved.