Random musings

I fell asleep in history class Dreamt I was laying on a patch of grass Listening to my 120 petabyte iPod On this one song my head began to nod It had a brilliant, damn catchy tune I liked the fast beats also pretty soon The lyrics were simple but happy so at least they weren't filled with bloody emo Mrs Fernandez, that wrinkled bitch She woke me up and she gave me a speech Through it all I remembered the song Except for the fact that the lyrics were gone La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la That's what I sang, that's what I sang. All the kids gave me a funny look But I didn't stop, and that's what it took Everyone started to sing along Even Mrs Fernandez, the bitch, liked the song. La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la

Roses are Green, Violets are Yellow, But I am not a dirty fellow, And becoz u r always on my mind, I have become colourblind! U r my rose, I am ur flower. U r my bulb ,I am ur power. Without u in my life there is no light. Will u go dancing with me tonight??

starkle starkle little twink who the hell you are I think I'm not under what you call the alcofluence of incohol I'm just a little slort of sheep I'm not drunk like tinkle peep I don't know who is me yet but the drunker I stand here the longer I get Just give me one more drink to fill me cup 'cuz I got all day sober to Sunday up

In the city ashore There lived a whore Her stomach starved for flour Spread eagle on the floor The trucker came aboard And she was left all floored No one cared for her pain It was all about gain The bitches in the house Were all scared of the mouse No one was alert enough To even hear her cough She screamed and moaned Till it appeared she was stoned The trucker was having fun As his hand reached out for his gun And in the still of the night He sensed her fright And shot the whore in her ass So there stood the lass Who was stoned by the gas She could feel no pain There was nothing left to gain She moaned in ecstasy As he crept out of his darkest fantasy And she lay there alone Wanting to go home There was not an iota of shame And the poet thinks the poem is lame

The sky was grey and like a blur, All I could do was to think of her, She left me, betrayed me But still I thought she loved me I was a fool to fall in love with that girl But here I was mourning in betrayal. The raindrops splittering-splattering on the road I had nothing to do but stand there getting bored, I stared across the road for a while, There was nothing but emptiness for a mile, Nature was sleeping, The skies were weeping. The wind in my hair… Heightened my sense of despair I thought about the aim of my life Was it all reduced to find myself a wife? Who would take care of me and my family too? Or maybe treat me like an animal from the zoo… Then suddenly something caught my eye Like a bolt of lightening from the sky I saw a pretty girl wearing a small little frock Standing in the rain as still as a rock Her eyes were like emeralds and her faced glowed like the sun As I approached her she began to run I followed her till the bridge across the river As then she stopped and began

Oh! Snowball packed with care, Smack a head that’s Unaware. Then with freezing Ice to Spare, Melt and soak through Underwear. Fly straight and true, Hit hard and square, This Oh! Snowball is my prayer.