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the teacher sighed for the boy still did not understand

Thoughts on Things (Matt No. 1)

Are you tired of feeling like

you have been working for nothing at all?

This world is not changing and

this world is now breaking and falling apart.

The nerds are still nerds and the jerks are still jerks

and the leaves don't change in the fall.

Well I hope you're like me and you take your misery

and have a change of heart.

[Chorus]

Today I walked down the street,

admired all the sturdy big green trees.

I thought that if they

all could make it through

we might have a fighting chance.

'Figured we could make it too.

I know it seems bleak and

I know you feel weak when you're on your own.

Solidarity's the key

so just know you've got me on your side.

I'm here for the long haul.

Just know that you all are not alone.

We'll all get to work and we'll clean up this world

and have no more reason to hide.

[And I'll stand up and fight

and I'll work through the night for you.

And I'll stand up and fight and

I'll work through the night for you.]

[Chorus]

Flowers for the Forlorn (Matt No. 3)

Time. It's slowly ticking by.

It's getting hard to try

to do this on my own.

Now I, I've tried to compromise.

I've tried to let it slide on by.

You. You've failed to realize

I need your caring eyes.

I still have much to learn.

But what I have surmized is that I've

been left behind to die,

but it's ok I'll try

to get on by alive.

Now I, I don't blame you.

That I wouldn't do.

I blame the world.

You know it's getting real hard.

It's torn me and my heart in two.

And I know. I know you're proud of me;

proud enough to set me free,

but I still have much to learn.

But what I have surmized is that I've

been left behind to die,

but it's ok I'll try

to get on by alive.

A Quest Abandoned (Matt No.4)

Chivalry died back in 1945

Along with what was left of its noble men

Who up to then had been lucky enough to survive.

Turn the page. I am the page of this modern life.

Lately damsels in distress have been hard to find.

So I go out and seek a dragon but there's none left to fight.

So it goes that I abandon my quest to be a knight.

So I sold my suit and took the quickest route home.

With knighthood behind me I thought I'd be alone.

But from above came the girl I've grown to love.

Who needs a lance when you've got a girl who can dance.

Turn the page. I am the page of this modern life.

Lately damsels in distress have been hard to find.

So I go out and seek a dragon but there's none left to fight.

So it goes that I abandon my quest to be a knight.

A Finer Ending Than Nijinsky (Matt No.5)

Billy was the best boy that I ever knew.

He had to start dancing to make his way through.

His daddy was part of the union.

He had to fight in the revolution.

Billy's feet had more to say

Than his hands did anyway.

Can't lead your life astray

When you dance your nights away.

Ballet was unaccepted so he had to hide

The firery dancey fever that he kept inside.

Boxing was what Daddy wanted him to do

But, soon it was time for him to understand.

Billy's feet had more to say

Than his hands did anyway.

Can't lead your life astray

When you dance your nights away.

So Daddy only had one thing left to do,

Help his little Billy's dreams come true.

When I saw this I only had one thing to say,

Words that hold true to this very day.

I think it's so groovy now

that people are finally getting together

I think it's wonderful how

people are finally getting together.

A Whimsical Afternoon in the Spring:

a summer reflection (Ed no.1)

In so far as butterflies love cupcakes
and joy grows on oak trees
Many happy days passing bye
Floating through the old blue sky

Twirling freely through the air
in search of pretty little flowers
despite shrill April showers
even when faced by a famished bear
In the third High Council of Bees
you were made our Lord Protector
and given the Holy Honey Keys.
You even defeated daring Hector.

But my Love is far and only a little wide
for She comes not with the tide
O silver pennies for cookies
She stands in lands of snowflakes

But you are still nice and sweet
more than any Ive chanced to meet
though I am but bee exile
Ill make of thee a giant smile
You're still my favorite honey-bee
of any, ever, has been in bee-hive
will you wary of worker bee
and still bee with me?

In so far as butterflies love cupcakes
She stands in lands of snowflakes

The Ongoing Love Affair Between the

Pie and the Ladybug (Ed no. 4)

Forsooth is to say perchance,

With love from love.

Hail sister art. Apple of the man…

Be. ~ Mine or otherwise…

I believed in the weather

in plump fruit and warm sun

and golden drops that shine

on the lips of the ageless.

And that muse – that very merry muse –

who knew of the star-crossed

love between the pie and the ladybug

– how they love their sweets.

I believed in the weather

in plump fruit and warm sun

and golden drops that shine

on the lips of the ageless.

But ice cream is so cold

And so smooth

So much like dreams.

But where are the daisies?

I believed in the weather

in plump fruit and warm sun

and golden drops that shine

on the lips of the ageless.

adorably impertinent

ferociously bloodthirsty

coming soon:

Ed No. 3