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As i look up into the sky
BIG and white the moon shinning bright
into the darkness of space stars all around shining bright
further we travel in space into the darkneess of the deep black space

Lots of stars,Mybe a comet
Or spaceship traveling to mars
Passing all the space junk as we travel
comets here there space ships here there satalittes every where

oh the joys and freedom of space to be weightless in space
to move around with such ease motionless weightless one becomes floating around in outer space
viewing are kingdom from outer space looking down on the earth as we float in space

we travel in are spaceships where we go know one knows like catching the bus we travel in space to the moon we can travel
the next planet and the next in are space capsule we will travel
where will life begin again

if man destroys this earth will we have to begin again are mission to mars other earth planets to find
is this mans destination that he has to find

The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same

All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation

Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey

The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by

You're not set, your will is free,
You can be who you wish to be,
Because the future is, you see,
A cloud of possibility.

Each fork come to in the road,
Might change your methods or your mode,
And forks just like genetic code,
Have branches with their leaves abode.

Left or right, fair maid, cat,
These cusps to make decisions at,
Crooked lines, this way and that,
Determines where we'll hang our hat.

Hang your hat up in the air,
And rise to meet it hanging there,
Float around in this headwear,
Let it take you anywhere.

When you tire of floatin' 'round,
Just come back where your home is found,
Plant your feet on solid ground,
And tell us all the things you've found.

A slight miscalculation,
Wound me up in traffic court,
For speeding violation.
The judge was a decent sort.

Ten hours now in service,
To the fair community.
Spent raking leaves for justice,
And some pulling up of weeds.

The penalty's not so bad,
At least the weather's decent.
Not cold and rain like we had,
In days just past of recent.

The fresh air and the sunshine,
Will probably do me good.
And excersise, well spent time,
In activity as I should.

Now all that's left to deal with,
Is the court costs, then it's done.
A lesson learned has been this,
Driving slower from now on...

Is there someone as feckless as myself?
But just as lusty when the mood is right
Someone who won’t mind washing the delft,
Watching the football and drinking all night

Don’t expect me to decorate,
Cut down trees or dig the weeds
I won’t be much help if you’re in a state
But I may surprise you with selfless deeds

I have a temper and love a good rant
But I’ll calm down soon if you just agree
I’ll do what I can and shirk what I can’t
So you better get used to humouring me

Your family will hate me so best we don’t meet
Tell them I’m shy and I work odd hours
I’m much too boring to flirt or to cheat
On Valentine’s Day, there’ll always be flowers

I’ve got a good memory and won’t forget
Birthday and anniversary cards
I’ll annually mark the day that we met
With food and wine and kindest regards

I’ll break every promise I promised to keep
So promise you’ll never hold me to them
And every night before we fall asleep
I’ll kiss your cold shoulder and whisper Je t’aime

I don't have a plane or a yacht,
Or a big fine house on the bay.
Not a business czar or mogul,
Nor a statesman or potentate.

No I don't have much to offer,
Of material worldly things.
Have no claims to fame or fortune,
No shining star and never been.

What I do have can't be measured,
And no it can't be bought or sold.
So then for some it has no value,
Because it has no worth in gold.

Only things I have to offer,
Are just my heart that's pure and true,
And a mind and soul and body,
That I will dedicate to you.

If to you these things have meaning,
You understand whereof I speak,
Then we just may have a future.
Let's take a chance on you and me.

Life itself is bigger than any love affair
The magic of being in love may disappear
One partner may become tired of what both share
Leaving the other in a sad state of despair

If you are one with love that is still enduring
Please be thankful each day for what you are sharing
If the love you once shared has come to an ending
Though it may not be easy please stop your crying

The price you are now paying with your suffering
Is not worth someone who is no longer caring
So just wipe away all those tears and start smiling
Lift your head up and see the sun is still shining

Listen to the birds and you will hear them singing
Look at a sunset and enjoy what you're seeing
Feel the glorious warmth of the sunshine on your skin
Enjoy fully the wondrous beauty of living

Even though life may not be peaceful as a dove
Here is something you should always mindful of
Love of life is more precious than all other love
Grasp this sacred treasure with blessings from above

An iron will, a heart of gold,
It's true, these two can dwell in one.
As sure as one blue sky can hold,
The rising moon and setting sun.

When chararacter is forged by life,
To stand the tests that fate does bring,
It hones an edge just like a knife,
That cuts through lies that others fling.

But heart is born inside us all,
Each child has love enough to give,
And those ignoring evil's call,
Can love as long as they shall live.

A heart of gold, an iron will,
Though rare, we all have met a few,
Who's currents run neath waters still,
Strength and compassion coursing through.

Spiritual but not religious
what does it really mean
This claim is quite prevalent
on today's scene

Is it just a new age fad
or is it contradictory
If in fact it is the latter
then what is the discrepancy

Religion has divided a person
into body, mind and spirit
It claims it seeks the spirit's welfare
and is sincere about it

If religion really deals with the spirit
then why is there such a fuss
that many still continue to claim
they are spiritual but not religious

A STREET IN A BURG CALLED THE BLUES baby

DAMN, BACK ON THE STREET AGAIN!
THE DIME BAG COPPING
EGO DROPPING
DAMPENED DOPE STREET DREAMS AGAIN………….
a street in a burg called the blues BA BY
Where wicked wretched women are on the stroll~
Bopping to rock and roll
As I light upon the utterly wanton wishes of woeful whores
Where even the sages are bores
AND DESTITUTION OOZES FROM THE PORES OF US JUNKIES, JOHNS AND F****D UP FEW
AND FEW KNEW WHAT WE ALL KNEW
BECAUSE IN THE END WHAT ARE WE ALL REALLY TRYING TO DO?
We’re JUST PAYING OUR DUEs, baby
JUST PAYING OUR DUE
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