So here I am once again, being literal,
Expressing myself, having fun... why be so critical.
My notes and statuses have nothing to do with you,
You not important enough, did not make an impact... educated contributions, few.
Instead of going through my page at every chance you get,
Get off your arse, do something productive, instead of looking for things to fret.
Open-minded as you say you are about most things,
Your opinions are warped, twisted at best, like your word is law...you the king.
Patience God did not bless me with much, unfortunately,
Getting tired of your nag, lies, inconsistencies, to often, to many.
So take some time, sort out yourself, figure-out what you want,
Then if I'm still available, I'll reconsider it... but remember, the deadline is a month.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
DEBATE THIS..PROVE THAT
A dispute between 3 types of politicians, all from a different Political party,
About who can clean-up crime the fastest, 'lets set up a competition and see.
A manicou was set free in a forested area, 'I'll get to him first', they all said,
Gathering up books-on-crooks, spears, guns..into the forest they all sped.
The first - a fellow of distinguished parentage, questionable language, questions animals/plants on his list,
Not understanding much of what he asked, they all told him, 'manicous do not exist'
The second dressed in saffron, looking like a fools fool, searches but couldn't find a clue,
So he decided to burn down the entire forest - evidence, hints, even the poor manicou too.
The third gentleman dressed dapper, red flower in flap, walked in and out within an hour, Behind him a badly bruised deer shouting 'please no more, I'll be your manicou, no need to excercise any more of your power'.
About who can clean-up crime the fastest, 'lets set up a competition and see.
A manicou was set free in a forested area, 'I'll get to him first', they all said,
Gathering up books-on-crooks, spears, guns..into the forest they all sped.
The first - a fellow of distinguished parentage, questionable language, questions animals/plants on his list,
Not understanding much of what he asked, they all told him, 'manicous do not exist'
The second dressed in saffron, looking like a fools fool, searches but couldn't find a clue,
So he decided to burn down the entire forest - evidence, hints, even the poor manicou too.
The third gentleman dressed dapper, red flower in flap, walked in and out within an hour, Behind him a badly bruised deer shouting 'please no more, I'll be your manicou, no need to excercise any more of your power'.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)