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“TINY DANCERS IN SEARCH OF ANSWERS!!”

“TINY DANCERS IN SEARCH OF ANSWERS!!” a poem August 24, 2018 (Fish Friday) a.k.a.: “There Ain’t No Stinkin’ Answers ‘Round Here; So – Have A Beer!”

I got up early morning, before the CRACK of Dawn,

In search of God and angels, to lay THIS STUFF upon –

To answer frequent questions – (like) 6 million Jews, too much?

To find some rhyme or reason – to try to get in touch –

With who-the-Heck’s in charge here – I-got-lots-o’-answers,

To way too many questions – about us tiny dancers!!

We’re dancin’, ever vigilant, upon volcanoes’ edges,

With wars and famines, rapes and murder – and-child-abuse-in-”the hedges!”

“COME ON, NOW!” I said aloud – “Let’s see you face to face!”

With pauses big, there’s something wrong – with this hellacious place!!

When there’s no GOD accountable, except for one who’ll say:

“My MOTIVES-are-incomprehensible, and I’ll just have MY WAY,

And do whatever I shall please,

And bring you dancers to your knees,

And force-the-THANK-YOU-and-PRETTY PLEASE!!

So, WORSHIP ME, you dancing fleas!”

You know, there’s NO ONE a (pause) round here,

Who’ll just “fess up;” it’s awfully clear,

There is no God, of ONE – or TWO,

There’s just this CACA MEME ZOO –

AND ALL THAT HOLDS THIS PLACE IN PLACE,

Is-the-fear that binds the human race,

TOGETHER! – in collective insanity!

SO, SMILE, LITTLE DANCERS;

Just DANCE WITH GLEE! 🙂 – Hee, hee, hee!

fin. <3

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By Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)