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The Desert (hitchhiking)

Winds cool us Over miles travelled Dust never settles On scorched earth Eyes change As the face shifts Alone in time As thoughts drift Anyone is a stranger On the desert plain Except for the devil Who hides within Rising in dust Distant to fame Spiraling closer Knowing your name It speaks up You close your eyes Raise speculation Then look to the sky Silence.. Holds the ground A moment so precious You are waiting to be found

The Dominion Tavern

Welcome to The Dominion Tavern Darkness lives In this gloomy cavern Chicks with bics Craving tattooed dicks A heroine to hold me over I might just hold her too Scrounging and lounging In this make-shift den Might eat a cow tongue Will I end up dead? The place is called The dominion tavern Sit down to a brew Something will happen The urinal smells Of evergreen booze The floors full of shit That sticks to my shoes Goths and punks, Metal heads, Priests of sloth, Some newly weds We're havin' a time At the dominion tavern It's a total dive Though people keep gathering Play some darts Let out some farts A go at pool Try not to drool At the chick that just entered She's busty and cute Semi-dismembered No man would refute Goin' to make a go Cause I know I rule Or maybe it's the beer Makes me think I am cool Ohh! What a night! At the dominion tavern I'm taking her home Like her name even matters!

Another Tragedy

Pitied By pity itself Lots of heart With little to no wealth The midgets laugh Yes, at me They scoff and they beckon For more laughter, I reckon The charlottes smile Though I hate their style The handicapped boy Swears and gets annoyed I am pitied By pity itself Look no deeper It's off the shelf I shake, tremble And feel alone I belong to a time Where I'll never be known The women fear I break to a tear The children kick I fall sick The elderly hate For justice, they wait Faced with exile I'm on my last mile I am Pitied by pity itself Death lingers' And he rides my health Can this be you? The answer is no Unless you're a genius Amongst the lowest of the low Born to no class Faced with submission They make you their ass Like God gave them a mission What did I do? Or am I capable of? Went from plenty to empty And they pissed on my love I starred in a play Was all that I did! Played my 4 parts And they tried to b...