ART: Is Life

It’s gone DOWN, to the proverbial wire and those that “we” sent to the shoreline of the Potomac to represent our thoughts and desires have lost their collective minds. The “Hurl Grey” group/ grope has seen fit to, tenaciously, hold TO their ‘beliefs’ not caring that when TEA remains submerged in water it eventually CANNOT KEEP its “USE BY” label at a USEABLE level. Especially when said water is ABOIL. And, WILL SINK everything that is attached that doesn’t have the adequate displacement abilities.
But, those that sought, then encouraged, the bailing of frustrations into the already “past-due-dated” regime of the “PACHYDERM PRIDE”, (GOP), has bundled America into an ensuing DISASTER. And, of course, I WILL NOT forget the “BURRO BRIGADE” for THEIR nefarious penchant for “exposing” themselves, (And US!), to that which should wait.
In all this the [\"FORKED\" ESTATE] has been twisting our “knowledge” for the [Brawnier] “PAC-ERS” of this nation.
Years ago there was a Television character that exemplifies what “OUR” elected have become…


a [TALKING HEAD].
Although THE [TALKING HEADS] did give us a very succinct analogy of what’s been, ( Going to ?), happening to the world as we’ve known it.
I give you their view as you read the words of
BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE…
 Watch out you might get what you’re after.
Cool babes strange but not a stranger.
I’m an ordinary guy.
Burning down the house.

Hold tight wait till the party’s over.
Hold tight we’re in for nasty weather.
There has got to be a way.
Burning down the house.

Here’s your ticket pack your bag:time for jumpin’ overboard.
The transportation is here.
Close enough but not too far, maybe you know where you are.
Fightin’ fire with fire

All wet hey you might need a raincoat.
Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight.
Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees.
Burning down the house.

It was once upon a place sometimes i listen to myself.
Gonna come in first place.
People on their way to work baby what did you expect.
Gonna burst into flame.

My house is out of the ordinary.
That’s might don’t want to hurt nobody.
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet.
Burning down the house.

No visible means of support and you have not seen nothin’ yet.
Everything’s stuck together.
I don’t know what you expect staring into the TV set.
Fighting fire with fire.

It’s T(ea)-MINUS, and still counting. Something that the budget committees should have practiced more diligently. At least that’s what I’ve been taught.

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2 CommentsLeave a comment

  1. Come on, tell me how you actually feel.

  2. As the “hotshot-bald-cop” at Matlick579@gmail.com you should read TOOCENTSANSUM’s new article.
    You kind’a inspired it.


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