The Way To The City
A CITIZEN CAME ACROSS A NATIVE AND SAID, WHICH WAY I BEG OF THEE' LEADS TO THE CITY? HE ASKED THE NATIVE WHO REPLIED! OH, EVERY WAY BUT THIS WAY! AND THE SURPRISED CITIZEN ASKED CURIOUSLY, WHAT MEAN YOU BY THAT STATEMENT? AND THE NATIVE REPLIED, WELL, THIS WAY LEADS TO MY NATIVITY, THAT MUCH I AM SURE OF!
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Ocean Of My Blood
Ocean of my blood!
Is this how it's meant to be? !
In the ocean of my blood!
Is this how it's meant to be? !
I cry every day!
I weep every night!
I have no one to love!
I have no one to love me!
In the ocean of my blood!
Is this how it's meant to be?
In the ocean of my blood!
Is this how it's meant to be? !
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Which Is So!
THEY CAME TO DRAG I BY THE BELTS!
HE SMOKES HERBS!
THEY SAID!
STILL STAYED I MEDITATING!
ARMED MEN CAME WITH GUNS!
TO CHASE AND HARRASS I
DO TELL ME!
IF INDEED I DID SMOKE HERBS!
WHICH IS MORE DANGEROUS TO MINE HEALTH AND THE PUBLIC'S HEALTH?
THE MEN AND THEIR MACHINE GUNS?
OR I WITH MY HERBS TO BE SMOKED BY I?
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Brighter Darkness
Yes, when the darkness begins to glow,
Then the light of day is become done,
When the light of day becomes corrupt,
The Brighter darkness reigns as day,
Lo, in the corruptness of the day,
The Lone Star Gives the night's sole light,
Tonight, I glow my brightest,
Yes, i am the alphastar,
Oh yes, I am the Alpa comet that luminate's the nights skies
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The Alpha Comet
A TRAIL BLAZER BLAZING THROUGH THE SKIES
A NEW STAR IS BORN!
A NEW PHENOMENON BLAZING THROUGH TIME ETERNAL!
ON ITS JOURNEY TO A GREAT DESTINATION!
STAND NOT IN THE WAY OF THIS SOJOURNER!
FOR IT IS GREAT RUINS FOR ANY BEING OBSTRUCTING ITS WAY!
YEAH, COLLISION WITH THIS PHENOMENON BE DISASTER TO ANY!
MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY I SAY! !
FOR THE ALPHA COMET BLAZES BY TONIGHT!
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My Bride And God
LO AND BEHOLD!
I AM GRIEVED AND AFFLICTED,
WOE IS ME FOR MY LOVE'S SAKE,
MY WOE IS MY BRIDE!
LO AND BEHOLD,
MY BRIDE SERVES GOD,
AND GOD IS MY ENEMY,
CANS'T MY BRIDE THEN BE MY LOVE?
FOR SHE SERVETH A BEING THAT SEEKS TO ENSLAVE ME FOR ETERNITY,
AND MAKE ME A MOCKERY FOR IT'S PLEASURES SAKE,
LO, THUS I HAVE LIVED IN FALSEHOOD WITH AN ENEMY,
LO, MY BRIDE IS THUS MY ENEMY!
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The Wise And The Foolish
Oh woe is me if all around me thinks me foolish!
Oh woe is me for all around me have tought themselves wise!
Wise is he that knows that he is foolish and seeks to be wise!
And foolish is he that knows not that he is a fool and thus seeks not wisdom!
Oh man, answer thee this! Is it better to be foolishly wise or to be wisely foolish?
Seek thou the truth and it shall set you free from thy woes!
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The Daytime Star
Alas! Show Thyself to me oh daytime star!
Yea! Many sayeth that there be a star that glows brightest by day!
Show thyself to me that I may behold thy brightness with mine eyes!
Said he.
And a voice replied saying,
In the most obvious of places is that which men have sought without finding!
I am the star that glows brightest over all norths!
I am the Alpha-Star!
I am the Sun-Light!
The Daytime star!
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The Price Of The Cock
THE PRICE OF THE COCK
A WOMAN STOLE A COCK AND TOOK IT TO THE MARKET TO SELL IT, WHILST AT THE MARKET, SMARTER THIEVES STOLE THE COCK FROM HER AND SHE WENT BACK HOME SOBER!
ON HER ARRIVAL AT HER HOUSE, AN INQUISITIVE NEIGHBOUR ASKED, DEAR NEIGHBOUR, YOUR COCK WHICH YOU TOOK TO THE MARKET, HOW MUCH DID YOU SELL IT? SHE ASKED AND THE SOBER WOMAN REPLIED, IT WAS SOLD FOR EXACTLY THE SAME PRICE FOR WHICH IT WAS BOUGHT!
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Begone!
As I sit on a bench,
I wonder daily of my past, present and future,
And I ask myself why I have become so sobribrytic,
What manner of toughts are these?
Yes indeed, after the sunshine,
comes the rain,
But mine is neither drizzles nor downpours,
Mine is a cyclone,
It has blown me nothing but illwills,
Ha, I cannot abide with thee oh house of treachers,
Begone! An illwind is what you are,
Begone at once I say!
Begone!
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