Bastados!

My lord devine; my lord whom ryhme,
My lord who sits on the spine,
Of my ancestors devine!
What have you my lord,
My lord whom snuggles upon his ill-gotten horde!

Proverb 16 - The Bitch and The Dandy

Love is a Bitch and also a Dandy,
So I say break out the Bloody Brandy!

"Ho Ho What?!
Break out the BRANDY?!
More like Break out the SUGAR FREE CANDY!!!" - Leyfinder

Inspiration:

Bob Marley A LaLaLa Long

"I've been watching you

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long,come on

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long, hey-a

Standing across the room

i saw you smile,

Said i wanna talk to you-hoo-woo

for a little while,

but before i make my move

my emotions start running wi-hild,

My tongue gets tied

and that's no lie

girl i want to make you sweat

sweat 'till you can't sweat no more,

and if you cry out

i'm gonna push it push it push it some more

So i say to myself

if she loves me or not(ah-ah)

but the dread i know

that love if his together

i want to lick a bit o' this 

and i lick a bit o' that

but the lyrics goes under your tat (ah-ah)

my tongue gets tied

and thats no lie

i'm lookin' in your big brown eye-yes,ooh girl

now i got this to say to you, yeah!"

Sitting On The Road

I'm moving miles and minutes into the future,
Yet I sit still in my so called safety seat.
Fastened on a moving illusion,
Speeding along a linear route,
I see the trees climbing up the man made, slide; slope.


So what is the choice you offer,
Along a line which moves with the time?
In so many words I find my mind,
Does the grass grow deep in diamond mine?
Eyes of the night do see through you.


Now sitting on the road,
Is what I do; Do
Do you see the tarmac; turning
Left or twisting right; really
All you can do dearly!


Then LO to what you are achieving,
Do you achieve what you behold?
Do you see the minds a prophecy,
Or who time; stands for all beings,
Beings that do not stand for time!!!



This was inspired by The final count Down by the band named Europe which was playing from the CD in the van whilst we were driving home.

Europe The Final Countdown

"We're leaving together
But still it's farewell
And maybe we'll come back
To earth, who can tell?
I guess there is no one to blame
We're leaving ground
Will things ever be the same again?

It's the final countdown
The final countdown

Ohh
We're heading for Venus and still we stand tall
'Cause maybe they've seen us and welcome us all, yea
With so many light years to go and things to be found
(To be found)
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so"

I think some inspiration may have come from looking at all the people queuing up over the rumoured fuel strike, leading to fuel shortages. The people have reacted in an obvious way of going and buying up all the fuel before it is perhaps necessary meaning it is necessary now, also causing large traffic jams and busy garage congestion.
  I think this could perhaps lead to a small act of mayhem in the very near future (possibly tomorrow evening) leading the government to bring down some new kind of fallacy of a law.
There is a logical possibility that this is all government (or bank) produced stunt in a miss use of political, media and other such techniques to fool and manipulate the people further into their control and their web of deceit!
I would suggest to anyone in the coming days to stay away from motor ways to be on the safe side, or at least as much as possible.


The fifth line of the first Stanza was also inspired by Leyfinder when he pointed out all of these tree's which were perched along the side of a man made motor way valley, "Look at all those tree's struggling up the cliff there!"

To You, My Fair

I have this purple, burning; yearning,
Of a tenderous one, so sweet.
Oh to earn her bright wonder,
Would be a rather beauteous treat!


What 'air does my darling's mind breathe?
What is it you hope to achieve?
Why do you choose to tease,
I desire your kiss, oh please!


Your hair is so fair; I do declare,
Your a gift from grace.
You light my candle,
Your heart's my embrace.


So dream my darling,
Dream of me.
You are a-part,
A-part of my heart!!!

Ashtyn's Abode

There lives a certain wize wonder,
An ancient brain that creates thunder!
In fleet lives wizdom within him,
Their street is all the better for him!

So Stride through the portal, fine mortal,
To see what chants may find you.
To witness the green man; finest green man,
To grasp all life around, final is no verse!!!

Theres a song of the piper,
He sang love to the Rats,
Though no human ever believed him,
So he turned them all into Cats!

Now when I make sense is not known,
For sense is what you make of it.
So banish any delirious; delusional shit,
You are my eye, you light the sky a mile high!!!

This was partially inspired by "Our house" by Cosby Stills Nash and Young.

Our House Cosby, Stills, Nash & Young

"I'll light the fire
You put the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

Staring at the fire
For hours and hours
While I listen to you
Play your love songs
All night long for me
Only for me

Come to me now
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is good
Such a cosy room
The windows are illuminated
By the sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you

Our house is a very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you"

Notes:






I was just looking up Tait and it came up with the definition of an Austrailian animal, also known as a "Noolbenger". I looked this up with the following line, "noolbenger or tait mythology" and was brought to this. Tait is the accrostic which runs down the side of the first stanza. I think that both of the links I came to have some major significance with the meaning of this poem. The interesting thing I find is that this does have a stream of hope running through it, as with the second link I found. Hope that is relevant to the state of which society and government are in at the moment and all time.


The Noolbenger - "A small nocturnal and arboreal Australian marsupial (Tarsipes rostratus) about the size of a mouse. It has a long muzzle, a long tongue, and very few teeth, and feeds upon honey and insects. Called also Noolbenger." Funny, in the third stanza I wasn't sure at first why I was writing it (it just seemed random). Thats why I thought it was funny that in the next final stanza I began to talk about the last stanza saying, "don't worry if you don't get it strait away, neither do I at first!"
But the point is, I spoke about rats in the third verse so I can see a connection.

The Girl Of Flower

There is a darling bud I have never loved,
Her scent is much sweeter than mine.
She's walked through my mind so many a time,
Oh when will she give me a clue?|


There is a darling bud I have yet loved,
Her hair is so long with it's shine.
She tares me to pieces when she doesn't see me,
Oh when will my lady be mine?


Dear darling bud; it's you I've always loved,
Your mind is much purer than mine.
You smile at me since you think I am kind,
Oh please don't tease me this time!


Realm of my heart is where you belong,
Oh you cannot help it be so.
So I welcome you along to my love song,
Everyone hears what they want; is it soo wrong?

A LALALA LONG

"I've been watching you

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long,come on

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long, hey-a

Standing across the room

i saw you smile,

Said i wanna talk to you-hoo-woo

for a little while,

but before i make my move

my emotions start running wi-hild,

My tongue gets tied

and that's no lie

i look in your eye-ye-ye-ye-eyes,

i'm lookin' in your big brown eye-yes,ooh ya

now got this to say to you, yeah

girl i want to make you sweat

sweat 'till you can't sweat no more,

and if you cry out

i'm gonna push it sum more-ore-ore,

girl i want to make you sweat

sweat 'till you can't sweat no more,

and if you cry out

i'm gonna push it push it push it some more"

Jotter

Jotter, tita; tatår,
Goes the prater of mind's matter.
Mind's matter is full of chatter,
Beating points around with such smooth smatter!

Now place your face upon t'platter,
Relinquish any such false; foolish flatter.
Hold hope high as the hills,
Never feel that you must pop-a-pill.

Tip; tap, bounced the round rat,
Sniff; Squeak, creaks the old rat,
Begun upon a mid-day sun,
So the will writes another one.

So cast your mind into the past,
Where at last you may find truth's path.
Walk this path and never dare stray,
For then you shalt always find your way!!!

Inspired by William Blakes Poem "Tygar"

Riddle 2 - Neutral?

If its good to be bad and bad to be good, what does that mean being neutral is?

Proverb 15 - Life Loves Life

Love Life - for Life will love YOU back.

Inspried by Scatman Johns song Scatmans World: 

Scatmans World

"Everybody's talkin' something very shockin' just to 
Keep on blockin' what they're feelin' inside but
Listen to me brother, you just keep on walkin' 'cause
You and me and sister ain't got nothin' to hide.
Scatman, fat man, black and white and brown man
Tell me 'bout the colour of your soul.
If part of your solution isn't ending the pollution
Then I don't want to hear your stories told.
I want to welcome you to Scatman's world

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world.
If you want to break free you better listen to me.
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy.

Everyone's born to compete as he chooses
But how can someone win if winning means that someone loses.
I sit and see and wonder what it's like to be in touch.
No wonder all my brothers and my sisters need a crutch.
I want to be a human being not a human not a human doing.
I couldn't keep that pace up if I tried.
The source of my intention really isn't crime prevention.
My intention is prevention of the lie (yeah)
Welcome to the Scatman's world!"

Instinct (Written 23/03/2012 Forgot to upload before I went to sleep though)

Listen to me and I may lead you down a country road,
My voice you heard; was the clue not clear that I showed?
I told you left, or was it right?
Which one may lead you astray in the night?
Now you must trust that I would lead you to no such blight!


Do you still remember the day you awoke from the eternal slumber?
When the bars of your minds captivity came crumbling down,
When the whisper of life entered your mind for the first time,
When the idea that you were more than what you saw shined.
Now listen to my true word, profound.


So What is it that makes you dance; shout and pout,
What makes you breathe with such ease,
What helps you win the race; when everyone else disbelieves,
What am I; that you see when you look look deep within your eye?
The ray of our life which blysically sees.


Now look to the blue; true sky,
Where I look upon you from.
Would I ever lie to myself on the earth,
We are one; even on our sun.
Be Bodatned with fun my son.

Blysical Days Bodatned To Thee

Light rays dance about in the haze,
They burn the days with such purple phrase.
The light rays that do decide the ways,
Light your days with blysical rays.


What says the martyr who wasted their days,
In love; they knew not the ways,
In light; they saw not such rays,
In laughter; they did despise such a blysical phrase.


I beckon thee; to think of me,
So might'est you see what really be.
Now you doubt the fact that I am thee,
Then we pronounce thee; a part of T'reee!


Finally know that the ray of hope shines upon all of thee,
Righteousness will see the light in thee.
Ears now h'open with sun wonder,
Ever free the elm green T'reee!!!

-.. --- - -.. --- - -.. .- ... .... (Dot Dot Dash)

Version A:

Di Dot; Di Dot, 

Clicks the sound of the metal tongue,

Di Dot; Di Dash!

The tongue begun to hum.

Hum goes the tongue of a machine without a lung,

To bellow out the verse like Brian's voice,

No not can this system decree; never has it sung, 

For the sound of metal finger, taps the word of choice.


What am I among these ones so young,
Have their hats that they have flung,
Among the land that requests my hand,
That brand me with no land.


So Di Dot; Di Dee,
Ticks my heart in your hand,
Di Dot; Di Dee,
Ticks my love to thee.

Version B:

Di Dot; Di Dot, 

Clicks the sound of the metal tongue,

Di Dot; Di Dash!

The tongue begun to hum.

Hum goes the tongue of a machine without a lung,

To bellow out the verse like Brain's voice,

No not can this system decree; never has it sung, 

For the sound of metal finger, taps the word of choice.


What am I among these ones so young,
Have their hats that they have flung,
Among the land that requests my hand,
That brand me with no land.


So Di Dot; Di Dee,
Ticks my heart in your hand,
Di Dot; Di Dee,
Ticks my love to thee.

This is written in the metaphorical viewpoint of a telegraph, presenting the idea of a poem writing a poem.

Proverb 14 - Sand Band, Wilt YOU Lend Your Hand?

Never bleat before you sleep,
For the sand band, won't lend their hand!

Proverb Three Ten - Bodatned We, We T'reee

Mother moon and father whom,
Bodatned us; our rising tune!

Proverb 12 - My Mate And Me

"I'm a Shaman, I'm a shaman, I'm a shaman!!!" - RobMAG 2010.

Ya sure are; and im ya spirit guide,
Always by my side, ya can never hide!

Shaaman For tomorrow Ritual

"Here we go, carrying no longer sorrow

Standing up in the wind

Walk along, marching on for tomorrow

In this neverending way

Many years of harmony

The message arrived soon

Three big stars lined up together

A chill in the air..."

Feed me meow, feed me now

Feed me; now,
Feed me; meow, meow, meow,
Masters lap upon I lay,
Master, will I wait all day?
Master will feed me my pay, today!


Do you ever hear me master; say
Don't rage with anger today!
Will you ever-never give me; my pay?
Would you ever miss any; wish
What if?


Don't Dismiss my humble wish,
We are partners in time; partners in crime,
Rule the day in merriment and chime!
The fey; say they, rhyme the day, but free their
Day, do they?


That part of you; that looks for clue,
That part of you; that sees true blue,
That part of you; that always knew,
You belong to you,
You are true!!!


Inspiration came to me from Salem

You May, May You Not Do What You Like.

You may do as you like,
But you can't do that!
You have no rite,
So shut it, tight!

...Nay; DISOBEY!
For they lay in wait,
Alluring; bait,
Don't be tempted by fate!

The fable is not final.
Just lay still in the stable,
Join with Joseph and Mabel,
Justice, Jesus; brings to the Table!

Now; rush to your work-side,
Open fresh page on which you shalt hide,
To honour our song, mighty; but not long,
Ease open the minds, of young; old and wise!



This line of thought came to me after listening to a lot of Bob Marley and reflecting on the few poetical verses I've done in the last hour or so.

Proverb 11 - Bardic Mine

Do you like that I rhyme, in bardic time?

Or how I know, that all this time; you will be MINE!

"Bardic mine, 

Its like a bomb from my mind!" - Monty 20:20, 20/03/2012

Bard be Free, Bard be thee, Bard be T'reee

Version A:

Does Homer Simpson not cry with delight; at doh-nut sight?
Does Juliet not pine, for her Romeo - who's treason gave reason to fight.
Does Shakespeare's line have no reason, only rhyme?
Bah! To quote the bard, is not hard!
But beggar be you, YOU; who act without thought toward the ancient bard...

Version B:

Does Homer Simpson not cry with delight; at doh-nut sight?
Does Juliet not pine, for her Romeo - who's treason gave reason to fight.
Does Shakespeare's line have no reason, only rhyme?
Bah! To quote the bard, is not so hard!
But beggar be you, YOU; who disregard the ancient bard...

Version C:

Does Homer Simpson not cry with delight; at doh-nut sight?
Does Juliet not pine, for her Romeo - who's treason gave reason to fight.
Does Shakespeare's line have no reason, only rhyme?
Bah! To quote the bard, is not so hard!
But beggar be you, YOU; who act with no regard for the ancient bard...


Thought came to me when I was talking to my mum about the past and she said, "You were only young so you didn't realise Thomas the Tank didn't actually speak." To which I replied in rhyme the above lines.  I'm arguing that even if a character is made up, his point is still surely valid and therefore the character has spoken. A character has characteristics and traits that develop over time separately to the author who writes about a character. The character exists within the mind of the creator, but once the creator has made the character, it exists outside the creator consequently.

Incidentallyy I was listening to a Youtube playlist of Bob Marley.

Proverb 10 - The point within

But before my point is lost within, cut me short; for it was fun to Begin!

For-Tune 1 - My T'reee That Be

"Steady be the Oak tree,
  Seer of all be the Ash tree,
  Shady be the Thor'y'n; T'reee!"

Note:
 Thor'y'n may be pronouced a number of correct ways, with the y would sound like: Th-or-ryn.
With the y silent it may sound like Th-or-n.
Or perhaps with the y and hi-fens it could sound more like, Th-or-ney.

Proverb 9 - INTERPRET

"INTERPRET my rhyme,
And you wilt sing all the time!"


This thought came to me when I was taking a slash.

Putting Out Insecurity; For It's Just Mindless Jealousy!!!

Version B:


I cannot be; without vanity,
For it doth encompass's mee,
So set thee free, of austerity,
Or let my art; part to thee, some company!!!


Version A:


I cannot be; without vanity,
For it does encompass's thee,
So set thee free, of austerity,
Or let my art; part to thee, some company!!!

Humble, Bumble Thee

Humble bee, the Bumble Bea,
Bumble Bea; you rumble like me!
She be free, like an ocean; sea.
Me thumble for that one true, bee...
Bumbly, Bumbly, Bumble;
Bea.


Leyfinder added the last two lines after listening to the first four, I think it works!

Monty Who, Monty Like You - Monty Be True

Magic man; behold your power,
Open is the dream like hour.
Now you see the sun; flower.
Thy Tom Lin; wise like Tam Lin,You shine your, true; will power!!

Aquaria - Liberty

"You have been blessed by the miracle of nature."

Direct inspiration whilst driving back from Stone Henge, say thee to T'reee.

Riddle 1 - Snowdon Sneak

Up Snowdon peak; is what we seek,
In skies so high wait a mighty tie,
Sneak a peak,
For what you seek,
May you keep.

Answer (spoiler):

Memories make dreams,
My dreams wake me.

Memories make dreams,
My dream wake thee



Leyfinder interpreted that the riddle was about memories, which I hadn't realised whilst written but makes sense!

Stone Gong, Henge Song

Version A:

Part 1:

Dong...Dong...Dong...
Beats the never ending gong...
Dong...Dong...DONG!!!
Goes the gong which chants it's song.


Remembering the gong I heard; without a word,
It had occurred!!!
The never ending gong love song,
Enough I've heard...

Part 2:

Reflecting upon the gong love song,
Was it wrong, to not sing along?
The gong rang out; with such Bong,
BONG, DING; DONG!!!

They tempted me; with such shiny three,
Maybe the mantra will lead to me along,
Lead Me, ME along; to the gong,
Which beats an eternal love song...



Version B:

Part 1:

Dong...Dong...Dong...
Beats the never ending gong...
Dong...Dong...DONG!!!
Goes the gong which chants it's song.


Remembering the gong I heard; without a word,
It had occurred!!!
The never ending gong love song,
Enough I've heard...

Part 2:

Reflecting upon the gong love song,
Was it wrong, to not sing along?
The gong rang out; with such Clout,
BONG, DING; DONG!!!

They tempted me; with such shiny three,
Maybe the mantra will lead me,
Lead Me, ME along; to the gong,
Which beats an eternal love song...


Written and inspired by the people preforming with gongs upon the henge opposite the stones, I'll upload a video at some point!

The Orb Reward

Through my orb I saw it shine,
Unusually clear I hear it flow like the river Rhine,
Forever mine, mine; MINE!
For you, alone; I chime my rhyme...

The elves played drums; which sound reverbed around my ear, hum
In eternal rhythm, sing along with them!
The girls I saw; who danced with pearl like curls,
So bodatned goodwill, for you danced like it.

The gong went bong, and I carried on,
Escalating continually upon,
Love which break, the cold; dark tonight!
Loving life so to love all sun...

The Equinox brung out Warlocks,
All witch's brood, don't misconstrued!
Leaving lock un-brushed; be not so rude,
Enough rush, there's no need for such attitude!


This was made after the spring Equinox at Stone Henge and was inspired by my experience within the stones, the last line is a reference to the security and how I disagree with there over the top attitude of keeping people off the stone, even to sit on the ones which lay on the ground...

William Shalt NOT Succeed, For he Crossed OUR Deed; NOW Read!

Version A:

When roots from William tried to plant a wicked seed,
Upon Britains fair breed,
They did so for greed,
They had no need,
To blight Britain, Britain be now bright!

Open origins,
A-blyss of babblins,
Theres no good kins,
Lest they were born of winds,
You'll grow to know his mighty DIN!!!

Renounce your sins,
Foolish victims,
I will not convict; you
Thought wrong of me,
So now it shalt be!!!

Trespass on enchanted vesper,
Hear the whisper; here it hiss's near your ear,
Ever though it disapears.
Realm of madness; begone all sadness;
Eat away at the darkness.


Version B:


When roots from William tried to plant a wicked seed,
Upon Britains fair breed,
They did so for greed,
They had no need,
To blight Britain, Britain be now bright!

Open origins,
A-blyss of babblins,
Theres no good kins,
Lest they were born of winds,
You'll grow to know his mighty DIN!!!

Renounce your sins,
Foolish victims,
I will not convict; you
Thought wrong of me,
So now it shalt be!!!

Trespass on enchanted vesper,
Hear the whisper; here it hiss's near your ear,
Ever though it disapears.
Realm of madness; begone all sadness;
Eden replace's all this darkness.


Version C:

When roots from William tried to plant a wicked seed,
Upon Britains fair breed,
They did so for greed,
They had no need,
To blight Britain, Britain be now bright!

Open origins,
A-blyss of babblins,
Theres no good kins,
Lest they were born of winds,
You'll grow to know his mighty DIN!!!

Renounce your sins,
Foolish victims,
I will not convict; you
Thought wrong of me,
So now it shalt be!!!

Trespass on enchanted vesper,
Hear the whisper; here it hiss's near your ear,
Ever though it disapears.
Realm of madness; begone all sadness;
Eternal light, I confess; is Tess!!!



The first line came to me before I went to sleep, whilst camping up at stone henge waiting for the morning to arrive with the turning of the Equinox!

Stone Henge Tonight, Soo BRIGHT

Version A:


What lays in wait, at Stone Henge Gate,
Is it fate; or are we late?
Seeking words which justify,
Holly sky; you shine so brightly!
So may we see some delight, so mighty!


Ten sixty six will remain the same,
Enough time has passed by,
Never let them escape the blame.
The victims they slaughtered;
How many of our daughters have they daughtered?


Being, at your side; I can hardly hide,
Even though you only hear me in your mental mind.
A wonder why you wish wise words,
To me, you let me see; the whole world wide,
So me; me so think you used to be a bird.


Do you realise what you'll see tonight,
Our visions become so bright,
Everyone denies - such lies!
You feel it close,
Enough of a dose, will bring about your sacred birth rite!




Version B:


What lays in wait, at Stone Henge Gate,
Is it fate; or are we late?
Seeking words which justify,
Holly sky; you shine so brightly!
So may we see some delight, so mighty!


Ten sixty six will remain the same,
Enough time has passed by,
Never let them escape the blame.
The victims they slaughtered;
How many of our daughters have they daughtered?


Being, at your side; I can hardly hide,
Even though you only hear me in your mental mind.
A wonder why you wish wise words,
To me, you let me see; the whole world wide,
So me; me so think you used to be a bird.


Do you realise what you'll see tonight,
Our visions become so bright,
Everyone denies - such lies!
You feel it close,
Enough of a dose, will bring about your sacred verse-write!




(Inspired before we reached stone henge at the garage in Popham , where the cashier made a joke in reference to 1066 and my change of the same number. He then said "Of course I wasn't there myself, sir!"
He also had that stereotypical, Monty Python silly peasant type voice.
Also, I think that the third verse represents my wands speaking to me, they were in-essence the muse for the poem.

Proverb 8 - Pine ,O; Mine

Let her moan; on telephone,
Let her pine and her mind, is mine.

To The Scum

To the scum, what makes you run?
What make you tick; and stick with it?
Do you not yet grow sick of all the bullshit?
We beat you down, you take it without a sound,
For all you want is that FAKE ass Pound!


So rise you scum; be someone,
Cleanse your name of the foul slime,
Which coats you all in your prime,
You shalt now boldly shine.
So now there is no scum and we're yet done!


Now you scum bear the one,
The prophet of the greatest fable; the writer of the moon and sun,
The one who will save us from the rising son.
Fear no-one; my darling scum,
Or else they'll begin to shoot their gun!


Never let your mind believe it,
Tell them that that they can rightly keep it!
Never bleat; like foolish sheep,
For they'll ring your neck upon a pun,
Just you believe it, like the fly who see's it!

Proverb 7 - Pee Free

Pee free, for freedom be,
A stream from theee.

Proverb 6 - Mother of My Mother's

Step on a crack; but be ware,
For your break Mother Earth's back!!!

Don't Leave, Before You Read - So You May Breathe

If you dislike what I say,

Please do stay; for you shalt have your say.

But if you leave, no say, say thee,

Wilt you give to me.

So banish your convictions; God like thunder,

Allow you mind to wander; ponder!

Now you see through all the lies,

Deceit is gone; like mist from the bong!

The Pissing T'reee

Version A:

This tree; piss tree,
This tree that I stand by,
Shelters me from mocking,
Mocker's passing by.
Oh piss tree, bliss bee!


When Hobos came; with wetter flame,
Pissing on your roots, they took no blame,
And without shame, THE SHAME!
They wobbled off, to feeding trough,
So your to blame; for why their lame and bare no shame.


Now I have pee'd; upon this tree,
Men'ier the time,
Has it been fine.
But today just wasn't the same,
For I found people roaming out, around my pee-tree...


So let you free, my darling tree,
Though I'm sure you'll soon beacon mee.
Feel no shame; for what's been lane,
Upon this humble Tree; So
Let us pee, freee; like T'reee!!!



Version B:


This tree; piss tree,
This tree that I stand by,
Shelters me from mocking,
Mocker's passing by.
Oh piss tree, bliss bee!


When Hobos came; with wetter flame,
Pissing on your roots, they took no blame,
And without shame, THE SHAME!
They wobbled off, to feeding trough,
So your to blame; for why their lame and bare no shame.


Now I have pee'd; upon this tree,
Men'ier the time,
Has it been fine.
But today just wasn't the same,
For I found people roaming out, about my pee-tree...


So let you free, my darling tree,
Though I'm sure you'll soon beacon mee.
Feel no shame; for the message I have lane,
Upon this humble Tree; So
Let us pee, freee; like T'reee!!!



Version C:


This tree; piss tree,
This tree that I stand by,
Shelters me from mocking,
Mocker's passing by.
Oh piss tree, bliss bee!


When Hobos came; with wetter flame,
Pissing on your roots, they took no blame,
And without shame, THE SHAME!
They wobbled off, to feeding trough,
So your to blame; for why their lame and bare no shame.


Now I have pee'd; upon this tree,
Men'ier the time,
Has it been fine.
But today just wasn't the same,
For I found people roaming out, abound my pee-tree...


So let you free, my darling tree,
Though I'm sure you'll soon beacon mee.
Feel no shame; for what's been lane,
Upon this humble Tree; So
Let us pee, freee; like T'reee!!!