Forgot my iPod
This morning before walking
In the May breezes,
Where I was surprised to hear
An angelic choir of birds.
I love the way Ezekiel's eye is caught in the rim of the mirror. That is neat.furst, tiz a bit of a shame to half to add mitt that me n miz bd dint even notiss the refleckshun of ezekiels eye in the rim of the meer!
And the guy in the picture on the shelf. That picture looks like it was taken in the mountains of appalachia.
You fought through the war, you’re home and upset,
But we don’t want to hear nothing no how,
We don’t want to see you on our Tee Vee set
Fighting the wars we don’t care about now.
The bombs, the destruction, it all brings us down —
We don’t want to seem the least bit unkind —
But we have a game, our team is in town,
So why should we sully our beautiful mind?
Why should we care about demons who haunt
You soldiers, you sailors, airmen or marines?
You come home brooding and looking so gaunt
As if we should share in the trouble you’ve seen!
We just want to relax, knock back a few beers,
It can’t be our fault since you’re all volunteers!
We used to talk about the famous “up or down vote,”
As if that were the only thing that mattered,
But now that things have changed, we all must chant another note
In shocked tones that suggest we’ve been mad hattered!
We do not even know who our next enemy will be,
And yet we know for certain we oppose this great unknown,
Obstructive fights could be avoided if the nominee
Were wisely chosen from our very own!
For "empathy" for wealthy folks (now that we’re on the run!)
Is something that fits well with our great creed —
And that would be OK since we will back most anyone
Who understands the poor rich man’s great need!
No matter what he does, we can be sure it will be wrong —
If that weren’t true, we’d have to go and learn another song!