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Poundering Thoughts About Thinking
I thought about thinking
And then thought again
Cause to think about thinking would make my brain bend
And to pounder this thinking of bending is strange
So I thought about nothing real hard for a change -
Inanimate
People think I need to speak to people like myself
And fear that I am crazy for talking to a shelf-
But really speaking to you is the best part of my day.
I'll ramble on for hours and you’ll never walk away. -
I'll Tip My Hat
The phone you cracked- a bow I will
You propped it on the windowsill.
That bruise you got- my hands I’ll clap
You didn’t see the door of glass.
The food you burned- I’ll give a toast -
The Cosmic Connection
That cosmic connection that tingles your spine
And leaves your hearts gate to slowly unwind
And makes your arms tingle with the breeze from the stars-
Was not how I felt when I met you.
That universe pulling two forces together -
A Loaf of Bread for Happiness
I made a small and measly gift,
Its wrapped in foil and it sits
Inside a basket with a rose,
the pretty smell will please your nose.
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Whats in A Name
My pen name is part of who I am
A part of me at heart
It rests inside my writing hand
And thinks up wacky art.
My pen name is a piece of me
Loves
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The Lonely Beetle
The green lonely beetle tracked long through high rivers and the underpass.
By 6 pm it delivered a little girl with crooked cut bangs to a little tan house.
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They need to stop this awful theft
No money, no pay
And no were to lay
They steal our wages
Were locked up in cages
They need to stop this awful theft
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Behind the Crown: The Story of the L.A. Garment Workers
L.A., the golden city of dreams, where singers and actors come to achieve
L.A., the catwalk of fashion and style, all advertised with a Cheshire cat smile
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The Lonely Wanderer
As the sun sets, and the dusk sinks into the world just like any night, the lonely wanderer treks up his mountain, once again. Nobody knows who he is, or where he came from. He’s essentially a folk tale, a ghost story.
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15 cents for a dress
Cockroaches on the tables, no bathroom breaks, what could be worse?
Rats on the floor, no air conditioning, what could be worse?
Terrible pay, that's what could be worse
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We Fight For What's Right
We fight for what's right
We struggle every night
We work all day
For no pay
We make clothes
But no one knows