just a little noise and light
the rain announcing that it's here
nothing much to fear
when it's over we can see that we're all right
* ****** **** ****** *
the sunshine's kind of gray today
the moon begins to drizzle
the grass is clouding up, they say
and sunset's due to fizzle
* ****** **** ****** *
color me a sunset, paint it blue and gray
the perfect denouement to a bruiser of a day
smile me an evening, leave the day behind,
sitting here beside you, I don't mind
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Friday, July 09, 2010
Lurking in the fetid basement
Lurking in the fetid basement,
rats with teeth like chisels wait,
as the humans stomp on by them,
putting out the poisoned bait.
Soon they’ll eat up all the poison,
never taking harm at all;
they’ll be sorry when we vanish,
no more leaving such a haul.
rats with teeth like chisels wait,
as the humans stomp on by them,
putting out the poisoned bait.
Soon they’ll eat up all the poison,
never taking harm at all;
they’ll be sorry when we vanish,
no more leaving such a haul.
a squeal of disdain
a squeal of disdain
as he dies in pain
the mouse won't bother you again
his tiny soul
unsullied, whole
rodent heaven as his goal
he only ate a little bit
at RAT's right paw now he will sit
as he dies in pain
the mouse won't bother you again
his tiny soul
unsullied, whole
rodent heaven as his goal
he only ate a little bit
at RAT's right paw now he will sit
Mice fill an ancient niche
Mice fill an ancient niche,
living between bigger beasts,
hoping for scraps to snitch,
turning refuse into feasts.
Hiding in holes behind walls,
silently roaming at night,
whispering their careful calls,
no reason at all for fright.
Mice are happiest unseen;
they find most people are mean.
living between bigger beasts,
hoping for scraps to snitch,
turning refuse into feasts.
Hiding in holes behind walls,
silently roaming at night,
whispering their careful calls,
no reason at all for fright.
Mice are happiest unseen;
they find most people are mean.
still their musty odor clings
urban vermin gets around
there's nowhere that he can't be found
if you don't think so -- turn around!
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
scruffy creepy crawly things
own your home -- till the alarm clock rings
still their musty odor clings
there's nowhere that he can't be found
if you don't think so -- turn around!
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
scruffy creepy crawly things
own your home -- till the alarm clock rings
still their musty odor clings
rodent footprints
rodent footprints on the shore
hunting for a scrap to eat
mice and rats most ancient lore
any garbage is a treat
rats and mice back on the street
where they never lack for snacks
sloppy households never neat
as the crumbs fall through the cracks
follow rodents by their tracks
kill them off with poison or
beat them up with forty whacks
there will still be plenty more
hunting for a scrap to eat
mice and rats most ancient lore
any garbage is a treat
rats and mice back on the street
where they never lack for snacks
sloppy households never neat
as the crumbs fall through the cracks
follow rodents by their tracks
kill them off with poison or
beat them up with forty whacks
there will still be plenty more
slowly through the bushes
slowly through the bushes
catsoft feet patrol the yard
rats and mice in mortal peril
from the humans' feline guard
never cross in open daylight
watch the shadow on the grass
hawks are also deadly danger
careful vermin quickly pass
once inside, the choicest treasure
placed inside a metal trap
lets the hungry rodent enter
shuts the heavy metal flap
still they flourish
no surprise
so many born
for each that dies
catsoft feet patrol the yard
rats and mice in mortal peril
from the humans' feline guard
never cross in open daylight
watch the shadow on the grass
hawks are also deadly danger
careful vermin quickly pass
once inside, the choicest treasure
placed inside a metal trap
lets the hungry rodent enter
shuts the heavy metal flap
still they flourish
no surprise
so many born
for each that dies
Thursday, February 11, 2010
On his own
Listen to the Arabs whining,
do ya really think they're pining
for the days of caliph and tradition,
devoid of progress, prosperity, and freedom?
Do they need to live with Jews
to see that each of them can choose
his own life with his own surprises?
Time to throw their leaders out
as the Arab, on his own, uprises.
do ya really think they're pining
for the days of caliph and tradition,
devoid of progress, prosperity, and freedom?
Do they need to live with Jews
to see that each of them can choose
his own life with his own surprises?
Time to throw their leaders out
as the Arab, on his own, uprises.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
another year
they always sound best
when i speak to the point
instead of reprinting old words
but still i remember
when old words were young
like the winds of a storm that i heard
and the winds of that storm
left me tired and worn
but smiling that
it's over
when i speak to the point
instead of reprinting old words
but still i remember
when old words were young
like the winds of a storm that i heard
and the winds of that storm
left me tired and worn
but smiling that
it's over
Aztec prayer
we only come to dream
we only come to pray
we only hope for the best of times
that when they come, they stay
and while we sit around and hope
i hope we all remember
to get out and run in the sun or the rain
and make our own times better!
we only come to pray
we only hope for the best of times
that when they come, they stay
and while we sit around and hope
i hope we all remember
to get out and run in the sun or the rain
and make our own times better!
Sunday, October 04, 2009
true believers
in the heavens when we die
being part of empty sky
no more i
on the earth while still alive
buddhists too will strive to thrive
what you sell as true religion is a joke the clerics tell
being part of empty sky
no more i
on the earth while still alive
buddhists too will strive to thrive
what you sell as true religion is a joke the clerics tell
