"Nashville Daybreak in the park; plus, a Wheaten Terrier" A rise outta fading Moon Towards relaxation--resonating our blessed boon-- Now: Daystar ignited on wintry Nashville morn Until Exxon buys the Sun with hyper-capitalistic scorn; Regardless, somethings are (with noble attempt) magnanimously free, And after wending the Wheaten alongside the foxy, Little Harpeth River, it like a creek-- I pilot the scrappy V-6 as swift as my gaseous tract, As if a girl thinking herself scorned does launch an attack, And the potty-rooms are locked to keep the illegals out, Though they might have meticulously cleansed it with compulsive clout; Otherwise, a shimmering pubic hair, curled sooooo grotesque, Would further freak my inspired and multi-woven complex.
"Scooby-Doolicious" Scooby-Doo, "Shaggy" Rogers, and da Gang Outshine with symmetrical, swing-set oscillation CSI and their pseudo-investigative Tang; Specifically, just cause blood or tissue is left at a crime scene Doesn't axiomatically conclude that it was left by That Person's mien; Indeed, like esoteric investigator/mystery author, CASTLE-- Scooby knows that solving a mystery can be an imaginative hassle.
"soeur Sourire. Too, Blessed Are The Confessors" A moving movie is SPEECH sometimes sweetly unbridled, Able to "point of view" without emasculation enabled; Indeed, la Nonne, deserves HONOR so elegantly, at least, quasi-divine, For hers is a climatically-chaste-life so fine; Thus, don't restrict as does the word "conservative"-- It's an antonym for LIBERTY that does in magnanimous men thrive and live. Like King David--the fiercely, loving Bard of mystic song, Or "MARS ATTACKS!" with Jack Nicholson offering: "Can't we ALL just get along?"
"WOLF MOON, JANUARY 2015" CANIS LATRANS, American Jackal, Brush Wolf, or just: COYOTE Packs spotted last night in Williamson County--Franklin, Tennessee. Attention: No random killing; counterpoised mutt already paid 90,000 in past, yearly fee; Plus, myriads more domesticated dogs have killed over the Earthy, American Sea, And the trickster coyote isn't a crazed coydog running wild on Buffy's Vampire TV; Hence, an independent canid, not vermin, deserve the United States of Free. * * * * Yes, a spirit of survival for CANIDAE, sometimes nuisance worthy; nevertheless, as the mystical poet Blake crooned: "The fox condemns the trap, not himself."
"The Cyborg Flowering" Implantation of tech cured The physical exodus into graveyard--soon obscured; Specifically, the dualistic entity of man and his child--machine, Rivals the society of immortals aware of magic's dream; Indeed, now: Robotic Perception into Mythical Fairyland, And communication unearthly--with members of The Celestial Band-- Verily, humanity is birthing itself a deity, Mining elements to collectively flee the cold grasp of destined Hades.
"Sweet Sublimity--Haunting American South" Alas, Neil Young appears non-smug, yet victorious-- Pigskin Bama and their gym teacher fall mightily, with echo-location chorus; Moreover, pride is rebellion against the Gods And their truly artistic craft of our burdensome, though necessary, Lincoln Logs; Thus, a whiff of Liberty here and there, Like a singular brownie and Bud Heavy (or 2 or 3) offer no despair-- Remember the Carolinas, part of the righteous revolution as well, When in 1776 did Crazy Europeans first freedom smell-- So construct a campfire, and keep it aglow, For catfish cook'n on the creek-water--even Florida do Yankees like to go. We are individuals--yet one-- Aware of historical vibration merits tolerance without incarcerated, burnt buns.
"The Multiple Aspects Of Rob Lowe" They were soon to label my mild-mannered weird--GIMP; Indeed, late 20's, a rotten gut, and bizarrely limp; Moreover, shopping with my parental units at a mall in corrupt Tennessee-- I held in my socially phobic need to furiously pee, Wandering away from my folks, attempting to look independent and busy; Next, a grizzly-bearded giant found a withered me, Offering: "You sir--this is the big and tall section-- You do not qualify being here with noble mention." Alas, with mercury I retreated, like a "Painfully Awkward" Rob Lowe, Pondering if "Scrawny Arms" were about to sprout and grow-- DandyLeeDixie, what to do? Unearth theme song to FROZEN, evacuating a well-moved clue.
