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But that's a lie
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No News
The good news is
The type of news
That we get
Is no news
The bad news
Is it keeps happening
Some news
Give us previews
Reviews
Overviews
Even voyeuristic views
Certainly a decidedly
Western view
Better than
No view
I don't believe
We tune to a nation
As we did do
Back when we read
Books too
And that's the way it is
Walter
If you were wondering
The frequencies
Rather the
Waves are just
Repeated
Incessantly
I know
I am not alone
In seeking out
Sources
That are not so
Righteously reliable
But that's
No News for today
(c) ebmartin 08'
The Great Unknown
EBMartin © 11/18/05
Ladies and gentlemen may I present
The greatest unknown
Open your hearts open your minds
Youre not alone
Youre not alone
Dont put your trust in me
Youre wasting your energy
Thinking Im so far gone
So far gone
If you agree / the solutions a mystery
Youre not alone
Youre not alone
This is the great unknown
I had a dream there was no concrete
Under my heels
Traveling the road to ecstasy
& We were the wheels
& We were the wheels
Dont put your trust in me
Youre wasting your energy
Thinking youre so far gone
So far gone
If you agree / the solutions a mystery
Youre not alone
Youre not alone
This is the great unknown
Along the roads a gathering
Of past and future gains
Somewhere between intuition and mind
Pleasure and pain
Pleasure and pain
Trust in yourself
You never can tell
Until it all comes un-done
Comes un-done
Let negativity go and we can begin to show
Were not alone
Were not alone
This is the Great Unknown.
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To the tune of
WELCOME TO MY NIGHTMARE
Welcome to my daydream
I think you might just dig it
Grab a shovel, you never know
What we might fling
Prosily prosaic
Practically archaic
Here a blogs a poem
You can sing.
Welcome to my daydream
Welcome to my midlife crisis
Hope I don't irk you
With my left wing
Points of view
I'll swear, dare and mess with you
Most likely cause I love you
Cuz you never know on-line
What's really true.
Welcome to my fantasy
You're all welcome in my daydream
I think it's time
We all try to get along
You can swear, share and bare here
At least pretend to be aware here
Make yourself at home
Ignore your own
Welcome to my daydream
Welcome to my midlife crisis
Welcome
Ok now leave me alone.
(C)opyRight) eBmArtiN o7':~)
............................."FRIENDS AND INSPIRATORS"...........................
