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The Wanderings of Children Lost-I've met a goat and liked him so,- Then his friends, pig, ox and doe.- They said to me as I did sneeze,- Those to know are all but these:-He with shiny little nose.- She who stands on tippy toes.- He who wakes all through the night- To give young girls sweet delight.-She who gives of solemn soul.- He who digs the larger hole.- She who needs but little care- Giving jabs to all who dare.-The souls in heaven who look up, reign down,- Then count to eleven, and turn around.-Please be merry and with glee,- For 'tis you I say so happily.- Evening comes and days role by,- There's much to do, oh me, oh my!-
If Only for Tomorrows Songs-The chimes of anything is beautiful in it own light,- But only those who strike them with the ease of an elephant- Shan't be allowed to strike again for there turn was up long ago.- But if I listen to the trees as they ruffle their feathers- Or if I drown trying to hear the creatures of the sea,- Nothing will be for naught as I know the truest music ever, was heard.-
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Bright Lights Flashing-When I feel the warmth of electricity- I know I am alive.- When I see the colors of artificial reality- I believe that life is complete.- When the lives of drama dictate who I am- I believe them.- When they show me what I like- I am them.- The waves of noise sizzle my mind- And I can only shriek with joy.- Lies and more lies are no longer lies,- They are truth.- Lives and more lives are no longer lives,- They are portrayals.- My heart churns at my own disobedience- For dissent kills my friends.- My ears don't listen to everything- For ignorance is bliss.- So I offer my self to you- Provide my warmth,- Provide my happiness,- Provide my sorrow,- Provide my mind,- And I will give you my soul!
To Be Found Again-Where is the knowledge promised from God?- Does it hide it's head for fear of shame?- Will it tell us of wrongs, of lies, of fraud?- Might it show us just who it is to blame?-Where should we go and who should we trust?- Perhaps leaving now might be for the best?- To give up our greed, our apathy, our lust?- To wipe away tears or to clean up our mess?-The laughter is fading far beyond hearing- And love and lives lost are all but rare.- But there is a road, a path, or clearing- But it is only open to those who dare.-Perhaps if we look and look hard enough- We can see that which is not here nor there.- Time it may take to see through lies and bluff- So therefore It may be worth it to care.-
Sweyn Glerfoss-World Champion Faroese Seal Clubber Two Years Running-Nuff Said!!-