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Twinkle, Twinkle just how high is that star up in the sky
This is going to take a while See it clear then you smile
If God made us then who made God? A simple question asked by a child
To enter one must crawl infantile I think food made Buddha smile
Clutch the bat tight call it a strike If not Jew must be Gentile
If not grown must be child I would like this with that and that with this
What’s not loved is hard to kiss what died now lives what lives now gives
One without love has a short time to live like a fish out of water needs oxygen
Like carnal flesh needs born again let the ship sail or dock it in
Before it escapes lock it in Let it rush like flesh quickening
No condemnation? Religion is sickening too much preaching leads to frustration
Blood boils with too much temptation these stars have no shine
Like a poem needs no rhyme 5 points six points all the same
No lights no camera no fame this generation has no name
No hope no aim no education Hand me the remote change the station
It don’t matter to me if I fry It don’t matter to me if I fly
Shoes tied ready to ride into thin air call it used to be there
Like a broken chair made of wood some nails and paint would do it good
A blink of an eye is but a glare if you see it a pen put it there
2013 WIZE DOM
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