Pull it

Larry’s ever clever,
Larry he’s a bandit.
Cranking with his lever,
Larry truth he cans it.
Flaming his endeavor,
Conspiracy he fans it,
Insured against attacks,
Double he demands it.
Ricocheted his word,
Larry’s magic bullet,
Shaken but not stirred,
Larry said “Just pull it”.

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Your dress

Enter the show
And slip on your skirt.
There’s no saying no,
And no one gets hurt.

Heckle and jeer.
Climb out of the crowd.
We’ll make you look queer
For yelling so loud.

Your dress is all wrong.
Don’t put up a fight.
Come on play along.
What’s wrong can be right.

Go on acquiesce.
It’s short and it’s tight.
Say yes to the dress,
As long as it’s white.

False flags

Pillars and clouds,
Ancient of Days,
Lies for the crowds,
Truth set ablaze.

Trickery’s fits,
Never stay pinned,
Man’s counterfeits,
Can’t cover sin.

Deep in our souls,
God’s fire and smoke,
Filling our holes,
Until we’re awoke.