Oh, this is your baby, she's lovely and stout!
I'm passing along what my singing's about
oh, playing along feels so much better now
if fate tags along we'll get famous and how
Oh, this is your baby, she's lovely and stout!
I'm passing along what my singing's about
oh, playing along feels so much better now
if fate tags along we'll get famous and how
You edited my poem, you've trampled on my art
but new me says that's okay, got to play my part
if even for a while, as a human being 'pon Earth
I honor your intellect, as one that came out first!
She's extended me so many courtesies
and I'd think she's plumb out anymore
but what of my excessive compulsion?
that's led me to walk out of love's door
See twins write
Watch words flow
Poem twin talk
Go blog go!
Look at blog, see blog grow!
Blog has life, blog is seen
Look at blog, see blog show!
Add more coal, blog gains steam
To accept something's true without proof
'tis exactly a defining moment for believe
and 'pon only modern science I do swear,
all else per my head lies through its teeth
Believe what you want
Suppose what you need
Belief is for fools
who follow one creed
Presume what you must
Daresay what you will
Pretense is for cocks
who squawk on a hill
Decide what you please
Surmise what you wish
Belief is for geese
who swallow dead fish
There are no streams of consciousness
Beyond the wide white pearly gates
No spectral glints of ghostliness
Where nothing but the blue moon waits
There are no thoughts or memories
Beyond the broad black deathly door
No gushing thoughts of gratitude
Where goose eggs hatch forevermore
There are no thrones of sanctity
Beyond the truth sound science knows
No starstruck gasps of righteousness
Where nothing but illusion goes