Blues Lady

 Blues Lady

 

Juan slipped Don Quixote some L.S.D.

A minor victory for the forces of anarchy

The evening news gives clues about reality

And you my dear I truly fear mean nothing to me

 

Blues Lady dancing in a daze

You the sunshine of my days

Blues Lady through the night

Blues Lady you make me feel alright

 

The face of the clown melted into a permanent frown

In Manhattan at night the trains don’t run downtown

Freaks and sheiks mingle debating minor affairs

The poor pay the lion’s share of corporate welfare

 

Blues Lady dancing in a daze

You the sunshine of my days

Blues Lady through the night

Blues Lady you make me feel alright

 

She’s a victim of technology

A lost soul in a murky mystery

Trying crying to be free

If she had the cash she’d pay the fee

But when the toll is your soul

You just gotta keep control

 

The psychotic soldier is now older and gray

He is lost in the holocaust of his yesterday

After the artillery they marched into the city

Sad to say mangled bodies are not too pretty

 

Blues Lady dancing in a daze

You the sunshine of my days

Blues Lady through the night

Blues Lady you make me feel alright

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One More Trip Around The Sun

 One More Trip Around The Sun

 

One more trip around the sun!

Was it fun?

Kind of

But I’ve found it most profound

We need a lot more love

I just wish

We could accomplish

More than senseless killing

I mean ain’t mankind willing

To live in peace

Why the fright of the fight?

Why this hellish blight?

What is the lesson of oppression?

To make imaginary wealth increase

Put in simple and plain

This world is insane

 

One more trip around to sun?

Enough is enough

I would get off

Take a rocket ship for two

Beyond the blue

And kickback with the stars

 

So let it be said

Instead of compromise

Instead of accepting lies

I insist

I will resist

Victory is for the one who tries

 

One more trip around the sun!

There’s a victory to be won

And I won’t rest

Until it’s done

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Fallon's Fight

 Fallon’s Fight is a fabulous fantasy book. Young Fallon is a mysterious teenager flourishing in the near utopian world of Freetown. Two strangers enter into the hamlet and tell a wonderful story of a grand battle to the west and the defeat of the tribes of evil orcs. Early the next morning Fallon goes hunting and returns to see his town under attack by the supposedly defeated savage orcs. All that he has known is up in flames and his kinfolk falling under the sword blade. From this moment Fallon’s idealistic life transforms. He heads into waters unknown as he grows into a man; one possessed with a desire for revenge. So many questions remain unanswered. Who were those two strangers? Why did the orcs attack at that moment? Fallon forges ahead seeking his revenge, but what he discovers is most unsettling. Fallon’s Fight is a book that will remain with you long after you put down the pages.

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Eye Of The Minotaur

 Deep within the shadowed heart of the world’s greatest forests lies a challenge whispered of in taverns and feared in legends: The Minotaur Maze.

Whether hidden in the Forgotten Realms’ High Forest, buried beneath Eberron’s Eldeen Reaches, or lurking in the wilds of Krynn, this ancient labyrinth is more than a test of strength—it's a trial of wit, nerve, and survival. Adventurers who dare its emerald walls soon discover that the towering hedges cannot be burned, cut, or magicked aside. Flight spells sputter uselessly, and the creatures within the maze take wing only long enough to flee, regroup, and strike again.

Beneath the living maze lies something far stranger: a twisting network of doors and chambers linked by relentless, predictable teleportation magic. One wrong turn may send heroes spinning deeper into confusion… or closer to the truth. Beyond this shifting maze waits the lair of the Minotaur himself—master of the depths, guardian of four nearly identical treasure rooms, and wielder of a relic he barely comprehends.

For hidden at the maze’s heart is a prize of truly legendary power: The Eye of the Minotaur—a campaign-shaping artifact capable of altering destinies and reshaping worlds. The beast who holds it knows only a fraction of its might.

But what of those who might claim it…

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A Panther’s Dream

A Panther’s Dream

 

Dream, dream, dream

Dream as much as you can

One day you will grow

To be a woman or man

Don’t let the darkness destroy

The Love of life and your sweet joy

There are those of us who wish you glory

That is the Black Panther story

Nothing good comes without a fight

Just like doing wrong is never right

When we were young we fought like hell

So when you were young life would be well

You too have your cross to bear and work to do

Know our thoughts and prayers are with you

It is not children who dream alone

We dream also, those who have grown

Yet there is something about dreams really strange

The people are different but the dreams don’t change

To live a good life and to be all you can

Seems like happiness is in everybody’s plan

Child when life hits your hard and you just gotta scream

Dream, dream, dream

Dream as much as you can

Cause fighting for your dreams

Makes you a woman or a man

Dream, dream, dream

Dream

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My Zong

 My Zong

 

Pablo Picasso was dueling with dubious Van Gogh              

She said I love you baby but maybe let’s take it slow           

Sure enough the tryst I could not resist suddenly ends         

We departed broken hearted and not even friends                 

 

Will somebody burst my zong

I’ve been aching all day long

Sometimes what I write is wrong

Will somebody burst my zong

 

God damn me but I’m still dreaming of winning a Grammy

The gal who hurt with the short skirt flirted and then whammy

Excuse me as I explode like a dying superstar

Be humble don’t grumble in heaven they know who you are

 

Will somebody burst my zong

I’ve been aching all day long

Sometimes what I write is wrong

Will somebody burst my zong

 

The moral of the story is don’t bore me with glory

I have everything I desired and more right before me

In Africa the army ants march totally unstoppable

You don’t need statistics to proclaim true love’s probable

 

Will somebody burst my zong

I’ve been aching all day long

Sometimes what I write is wrong

Will somebody burst my zong

 

All the little children sing ring around the rosy as the Earth spins

All the good people go to church on Sunday still the devil wins

They’re making America great again so they state their belief

Global warming ain’t charming when will we ever get relief

 

So the song slowly fades into a distant memory

Can I take a moment to say how much you meant to me

I pop yellow pills to slow down the thoughts inside my brain

The Grim Reaper is a keeper does that make living vain?

 

Will somebody burst my zong

I’ve been aching all day long

Sometimes what I write is wrong

Will somebody burst my zong 

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Jesus In A Plastic Bottle

Jesus In A Plastic Bottle

 

I love Amerikkka it’s the land of the free                              

Never mind genocide and chattel slavery                              

God is smiling giving us two big thumbs up                         

Hey darling get beer it’s time to fill the cup

 

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

With a little Plato and Aristotle

Put the spaceship full throttle

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

 

Remember that Jesus turned water into wine

So Saturday night drinking is simply divine

Thou shall not kill that means abortion is wrong

War and the death penalty’s a different song

 

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

With a little Plato and Aristotle

Put the spaceship full throttle

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

 

The good reverend speaks to God one on one

He’s downstairs with the choir girls having some fun

Them priests like the chief seats at the feasts for sure

Here come the altar boys I bet they’re gonna score

 

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

With a little Plato and Aristotle

Put the spaceship full throttle

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

 

I read the Bible and tore out all the passages that weren’t right

Don’t judge me but I’ll be telling you your sins with delight

Let’s hate everybody who’s got the mark of Cain

Love your enemy that sounds like your totally insane

 

God bless the poor souls but keep them in the hood

I may not be a perfect ten but still I’m good

Accept Jesus into your heart say that prayer

Then you can sin time and time again without care

 

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle

With a little Plato and Aristotle

Put the spaceship full throttle

I’ll have Jesus in a plastic bottle 

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