The astrologers sent me a warning about how Jupiter & Saturn are squaring off causing a great oppositional force of intense emotions, high highs, & equally negative lows.In fact 2010 is a year full of chaos & termoil emotionally, & it's with everyone,but I have a suspicion that junkies & chemical maintainance afflicted individuals are explosive ten fold. You know when dynamite sits around for an extented period of time, void of any sparks to set it off, still, we are the dynamite, life
is the constant variable, & when dynamite is sitting around in heat, it sweats nitroglycerin & it's an unstable explosive with a clock ticking just waiting for that extra degree of heat, or some brainless human fuckwad that tries to move it, BANG! BAM! AND BITE ME DYNA, with all your MITE so one smuck got his bollocks & a sizable chunk out of his arse cheek leaving him half assed literally & the other poor smuck, well he be dead. Add chemicals to the already steel balled dog with no hind legs running from hell to get Y O U, here comes Sparky the Demon Dog
& heaven help the old dynamite blocks (us) if sparky gains another 6" on us & it's times like now where Sparky the Demon Dog from hell is a bounty dog coming to collect his bounty. On the other hand, keep the demon dog & his sparks away because Jack Frost snowed him down, & sparky cooling off, but his face is set in a frozen snarl, eyes intent at sucking the explosive elements (our souls) unstable, but thats what demon dogs like. He's got balls all frozen---for now, but Jack don't stay long, & by late spring dynamite be sweating nitroglycerin again. Old dyna not too happy, as the source of ignition, heat or
demon dog (dope) was delayed so dyna did not ignite for good or bad, but the lack of sparks, or excellerants are what dope fiends turn into---dynamite sweating nitroglycerin. Alas, some poor sods made the dreadful mistake of ASSuming keep a drug addict from his/her drugs, why then we can't possibly go off! Somber Silas found out the hard way & his sunken flesh/muscle on his right side where his other 50% of his ass had been---he ASSumed so the dope fiend went off & he got blasted. The old dynamite blocks got the last laugh. The dopeless fiends didn't go limp & crippled like ass wholiness no more, Somber Silas, predicted. Don't fuck with a junkie & his chemicals unless he specifically invites you & says he wants his chemicals fucked with, & even then tick tock, tick tock, can the invited interventionalist diffuse the bomb before it will surely go off?
Here he stands
In the desert yard
The last poor guard
Quite stiff, & hard
Another fill in,
A standing villian
Is cool, & chillin, Under-
Standing literally,
Boy in blue, undercover tool
That did not heed my #1 rule
He was willin to stiff me
He got stiffed
Fuck with my dope
Abandon all hope
A fill in fills in
But never a doubt
This sucker call him Phil
Won't ever get out
Workin his last gig--still
Under the ground standing
Hear that sound? Silent Phil
Does his gig under ground
Standing---still
,
is the constant variable, & when dynamite is sitting around in heat, it sweats nitroglycerin & it's an unstable explosive with a clock ticking just waiting for that extra degree of heat, or some brainless human fuckwad that tries to move it, BANG! BAM! AND BITE ME DYNA, with all your MITE so one smuck got his bollocks & a sizable chunk out of his arse cheek leaving him half assed literally & the other poor smuck, well he be dead. Add chemicals to the already steel balled dog with no hind legs running from hell to get Y O U, here comes Sparky the Demon Dog
& heaven help the old dynamite blocks (us) if sparky gains another 6" on us & it's times like now where Sparky the Demon Dog from hell is a bounty dog coming to collect his bounty. On the other hand, keep the demon dog & his sparks away because Jack Frost snowed him down, & sparky cooling off, but his face is set in a frozen snarl, eyes intent at sucking the explosive elements (our souls) unstable, but thats what demon dogs like. He's got balls all frozen---for now, but Jack don't stay long, & by late spring dynamite be sweating nitroglycerin again. Old dyna not too happy, as the source of ignition, heat or
demon dog (dope) was delayed so dyna did not ignite for good or bad, but the lack of sparks, or excellerants are what dope fiends turn into---dynamite sweating nitroglycerin. Alas, some poor sods made the dreadful mistake of ASSuming keep a drug addict from his/her drugs, why then we can't possibly go off! Somber Silas found out the hard way & his sunken flesh/muscle on his right side where his other 50% of his ass had been---he ASSumed so the dope fiend went off & he got blasted. The old dynamite blocks got the last laugh. The dopeless fiends didn't go limp & crippled like ass wholiness no more, Somber Silas, predicted. Don't fuck with a junkie & his chemicals unless he specifically invites you & says he wants his chemicals fucked with, & even then tick tock, tick tock, can the invited interventionalist diffuse the bomb before it will surely go off?
Here he stands
In the desert yard
The last poor guard
Quite stiff, & hard
Another fill in,
A standing villian
Is cool, & chillin, Under-
Standing literally,
Boy in blue, undercover tool
That did not heed my #1 rule
He was willin to stiff me
He got stiffed
Fuck with my dope
Abandon all hope
A fill in fills in
But never a doubt
This sucker call him Phil
Won't ever get out
Workin his last gig--still
Under the ground standing
Hear that sound? Silent Phil
Does his gig under ground
Standing---still
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