Aim to be Creative

The Muse July 2020

You can seek the spark, high and low.

You can find her, any place you go.

Creativity is a fickle friend.

She comes in so suddenly,

then abandons you before the end.

You can grasp her, soft or tight,

in vivid dreams all through the night.

Ideas so brilliant and bright,

whispers of amazing insight,

then she is gone with the light.

Never think you own a muse so great.

Live your own life, before it is to late.

Take up your pen, like a sword.

Get to it, go on, do it.

Dont just sit there being board. 

Cowboy Wisdom

The Covid Shuffle July 2020

Saddle up my friends, get your masks on,

wash them hands and then we’re gone.

Gonna ride across the quarantine zone,

cause we just lost our sweet old home.

The plague is here, so grab another beer.

Its ok if you are strait or queer.

The end is near, the end is near,

so don't you shed another tear.

Saddle up friends, dont forget your gloves,

keep the sheep in line, so nobody shoves.

The danger is real, but dont give in to fear.

Look right careful, dont believe all you hear. 

Whats wrong now?

Summer Jam 2020 (Draft 1)

Sunrise on a new year?

No. That's Australia, burning bright.

Have a sip of this cold beer?

No. This Corona, doesn't taste quite right.

Trust your leader, cause he never lies.

Close the borders, not your eyes.

Read the tweets, and judge for yourself.

Is he a genius, or a deranged fat elf? 

Quarantine is what you’ve got to do,

no gatherings of more than two.

Stay inside with your supplies,

lysole and lots of french fries.

Course;

Now we are half way done the year,

Its a miracle, we are still here.

Yea half way done this stage.

Dank memes are still, all the rage.

Listen here, to the chant; Black Lives Matter.

Watch the cops move in; I dread the splatter.

That’s the justice protesters deserve.

Never mind trying to flatten the curve.

Old man standing in the way. 

Push em down, push em down.!

Young woman wants to have say. 

Push em down, push em down.!

Is that the way to make a nation great?

Or is it more fascist fuel for the hate?

I wonder, will we set anything right?

Or watch the city burn at night?

Course;

Now we are half way done the year,

Its a miracle, we are still here.

Yea half way done this stage.

Dank memes are still, all the rage.

...

Fade out;

Its complicated, all these events,

harmless plague and lawful brutality,

the unemployed still pair the rents,

fake news and flexible morality,

the homeless still living in tents.

peaceful riots and venality. 

The Second Summer Song 

 2020 July.

Well its 2020 and Im here to say,
we have survived one more day.

There is fire and flood, in our neighbourhood.
But that's ok,
Were gonna get through some way.

Did you hear about that thing?
Panic so bad makes my head ring.
We got riots and so many lies.
Pick a side and cut your ties.

Chorus;
The aliens arn’t coming.
The lizard men ain’t here.
We’ve just got each other,
to get through this year.
X2

So many people sick, of this corrupt place,
dreaming of being lost in deepest space.
Now you’ve gotta get up, and make a star.
Yer, its all messed up, but don't lose heart.

Did you hear about that guy?
He got me-too-ed, do you know why?
For what he did back in ‘65
now he ain’t coming out alive.

Chorus;
The aliens arn’t coming.
The lizard men ain’t here.
We’ve just got each other,
to get through this year.
X2

The Boss's Song.

Working Boulot. June 2020

Got to get up everyday... and slog to your job.

Can’t lay around like a... useless tittle slob.

No, no, you got working boulot.

You need to slave away... get it done on time.

Don't be late or debate... you lazy pond slime.

It never ends, wind rain or snow... every day we go working boulot.

working boulot, working boulot... every day we go working boulot.

If you want some cash... to get ahead.

You can’t lay about... all day in bed.

No, no, you got working boulot.

And if you want peace and quiet... we don’t have that here.

You better wait till your done... before you open the beer.

It never ends, wind rain or snow... every day we go working boulot.

working boulot, working boulot... every day we go working boulot.

But every now and then... you will get paid.

Be the king of the world... and get yourself laid. (find yourself a maid)

Ya, Ya, that’s a life of working boulot.