A Melody Called Peace - Scott Johnson

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to your power with sheer hypocrisy

      dismantling our infrastructure with such impiety.

      Illogic is reigning while you purge with feudalism

      ousting competency within our fragile society,

      who all suffer from a misuse of opiate codeine.

      Like his new concept of speed as it twists and warps,

      hectically ticking is the loss of a righteous sobriety.

      Falsified are your predictions as Gates will subvene

      many efficient laboratories to still the raising anxiety.

      Devoid of sorrow while we witness another corpse

      proceed to the next dimension as you show no remorse.

      Ad libitum is your philosophy of opening up the states

      presenting your sessions to hold on to your notoriety.

      Firing the intelligence representatives which simply deviates

      from rationale while your comrades you simply endorse.

      You fumble through your advice and reject it will inaccuracy

      causing a raucous and commotion producing a contrariety.

      Heaven helps as all professors are whistling out the fallacy

      as you trip over your words dismounting from your horse.

      Your new pretty princess is a liar spewing her injustice

      she an object of our imagination just a funny nullibiety.

      You act like a boisterous bastard suffering from cowardice

      destroying unification while dividing our feeble democracy.

      Each of your followers is demising into a cavernous deep ravine

      confused and mortified with a nonfunctional bureaucracy.

      Disconcerting is the overly rampant march to morbidity

      wishing for a change of events to revamp the old routine.

      Instead we have no head nor tail as you possess no strategy

      floating in outer space while the gremlins have a scheme.

      Counseling you to avoid the truth to create a larger tragedy

      questioning your motives, asking you if you have any self-esteem.

      Running after your second term resolved in solemn subjectivity

      engrossed in you autonomic lust reaching for a quixotic dream.

      I wish you lots of luck foreshadowing your glorious success

      while all artists and athletes wait for their peaches and cream.

      It seems you require slumber as your drive your new activity

      nonetheless your tweet incessantly spawning only distress.

      Read the Laws of Einstein and jog at the speed of light

      pursuing your warp in the search of some life and viability.

      Perhaps you won’t lose your toupé in the dark of night

      finding your path home although we have horrible visibility.

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       Hysterical Henrietta

      Hysterical Henrietta wore some rose-colored glasses

      blowing soap bubbles like a nervy rambunctious kid.

      Scratching her fingers across a funky blackboard

      sending chills up the spine. She has a talent and outdid

      the entire competition being very thrilled to annoy.

      All of her piggy-bank savings she tended to hoard.

      So slimy and greedy she was not to be outbid

      Greasy and gaudy with a plastic smile as she sasses

      the children like a great-aunt who wore corduroy.

      Please chic have mercy I can’t handle your attitude.

      Slap me across the face because I was making passes

      Leave me at the dime store because I’ve lost my poise

      Maybe there I can chew some lickerish for my solitude

      has long been misused. Barraged by filth and noise

      until I start to disintegrate and at last I crumble.

      Losing my balance and then my precious voice

      for I know sooner or later I will be screwed.

      Finding the nuts and bolts flying out a rumble

      Hysterical Henrietta was my last and only choice

      hoping for humor to help me with my platitude

      Screaming at the top of my lungs to keep me humble

      as I slung shot her pebbles which stuck in her molasses.

      Her eyes did bulge with a surprise attack as she soared

      like an albatross trying to land upon the grasses

      of the lawn of a Duchess and Duke who were sadly bored.

      Outraging the gardener who strangely pulled his sword

      which Henrietta grabbed as she started to stumble.

      Catching herself before she fell to graciously conclude

      her status was honored and never to be destroyed.

      She simply needed the confidence to pick and choose.

      She then began to bellyache as she began to mumble

      a prayer for she knew from here to China she was adored.

      You better not tread her path. This you should avoid

      for her secretive style of living will never fumble.

      She is a free-winging bird born as a humanoid.

      A hermaphrodite who loves sipping some booze

      Demonstrative deserving respect pointing toward

      the detour on the junction of a trapezoid.

      I find her amusing as she flaunts and struts forward

      leaving all her admirers in a proverbial jumble.

      Hysterical Henrietta won’t take no for an answer

      We must forgive her for her courageous accord

      Flamboyantly free of etiquette, only a few can enhance her

      Free of all regulations safe from the paranoid

      Gifted with freedom with twisted men who will romance her

      Smiling with a cooing look with her lust totally restored

      She rides her funky pony so marvelously overjoyed

      Irresistibly decadent as her passions begin to ooze

      Ready to capture any hungry fool as your private dancer

      Hysterical Henrietta is a chameleon who readily voodoos

      the atmosphere until she is totally underscored.

      Watch out for she will transform. She is truly void

      of all jealousy. Healing all with the way she will seduce.

      Hallelujah for Hysterical Henrietta the absolute necromancer

      Please cast your spell upon us with an joyously offbeat blues.

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       Ignorance of the Fact

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