The Top

THE TOP or JUST LUNACY

The problems are laid bare

To be seen everywhere

The ones on top are blind

Only talk to their kind

For us there is no care

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Why can’t they see

What’s so plain to me

No logic- just lunacy

Over and over again

Results with a blood stain

More layers are added

Someone’s pockets are padded

Adding to our great chain

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If complaints they can hear

People they add more near

Less and less getting done

Soon we won’t see the sun

Try to last though the year

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Steps taken to seal our fate

The time is growing late

Worse when the try to fix

Hear scratching of their Bics

Storms coming through the gate

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Solutions are problems

With the top we’re no chums

Problems come from the top

When will the madness stop

We hear the Hangman’s drums

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Twist Cone Karma

TWIST CONE or KARMA or TWO DELIGHTS

I loved the twist cone with my whole heart

Its absence would soon tear me apart

I partook all throughout childhood

Against karma’s great power I stood

Two flavors delicious when alone

United will cause karma to groan

Too much of a good thing the man said

Will end with you wishing to be dead

The man’s warning I blew off right then

It was now just a question of when

The twisted delight called me by name

My growing longing I could not tame

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Monday I was warned, Tuesday brought storms

Appearing in many quite strange forms

Monday changed the path my life would take

Those two delights all should now forsake

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After the cone I ate, things went wrong

The man’s words came true in not that long

After eating I was running late

I tripped and fell, it must have been fate

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Life started to break into pieces

Due to a short moment’s poor choices

Life would never be the same again

Was the only thought in my mind then

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