This, Too, Shall Pass

  Loneliness comes like a wave.  This, too, shall pass.

 Nations, governments, debt, these, too, shall pass.

 Panic, anxiety, rumination, these, too, shall pass.

 Championships, awards, accolades, these, too, shall pass.

 Jail time, conditional relationships, slavery, these, too, shall pass.

 Dogs, cats and grandma, these, too, shall pass.

 Gossips, abusers, the brainwashed, these, too shall pass.

 Mountains, deserts, fertile plains, these, too shall pass.

 Lies, white lies, propaganda, these, too, shall pass.

You, your Self, truth shall remain.

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Escaped Wage Slave: As Of Today

Escaped Wage Slave: Pumpkin Head*

Escaped Wage Slave: The Real Self

Escaped Wage Slave: DLTBGYD* II 

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Sen. Johnson Is Still In His Pajamas

Brighteon

TRT 50.00

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Dr. Rima Laibow predicted the entire Covid psyop PERFECTLY all the way back in 2009.

TRT 2.00

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THE FORBIDDEN WORD

SNOBBY IS WHAT SNOBBY DOES

HE SAID TO ME THE FORBIDDEN WORD

MAKING ME CONFUSED 

A LOCAL MAN SHOULD NOT BE SAYING WHAT SHOULD BE HIDDEN

THAT  WORD IS NEVER USED

HE SAID TO ME 'WELCOME'

ITS A CLOSED STATE OF MIND

THEY PULLED THE DRAWBRIDGE UP

THE WORLD IS NOT WANTED IN THIS TOWN

ONLY PATHETIC SNOBS DRINK FROM THE CUP

THEY DON'T SAY 'WELCOME'

THE GOOD OLD DAYS IS ALL THEY WANT

HARPING ENDLESSLY ABOUT A LOST MAYBERRY WORLD

THEY LEFT FOR A WHILE AND ARE BACK CLAIMING 

WHAT THEY THINK IS THEIRS 

AND THEY NEVER SAY 'WELCOME'

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thirdwave.pdf

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MY MUSE

MY MUSE

THERE ARE FIVE GREAT LAKES BETWEEN US

MY LOVE FOR YOU STILL TRUE

WE SEPERATED BECAUSE OF FEAR

I MISS YOU, MY DEAR, I WANT YOU NEAR

OUR DIFFERENCES ARE FEW

A SMALL PART OF US TWO

WE'VE CHANGED NOW I'M SURE

OUR LOVE NO LONGER PURE

I WANT YOUR COMPANY IN A MUSICAL SENSE

I WANT TO LIVE TOGETHER IN MUTUAL RENT

I WANT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE

IN MY CABIN, AFRAID, BY CHOICE

WE WILL NEVER AGAIN BE TOGETHER

SEPERATED BY WATER AND WEATHER

THE LAST FEW YEARS DEPRESSED TO THE BONE

WANDERING THIS WORLD ALONE

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HATEFUL EYES

HATEFUL EYES IS ALL I SEE

THERE WILL BE NO LOVE FOR ME

THE MUSIC IS TOO LOUD

THIS IS NOT MY CROWD

POPULAR CULTURE ISN'T FOR ME

HATEFUL EYES IS ALL I SEE

I DON'T SAY MUCH THESE DAYS

WISDOM SEEMS TO MAKE THEM CRAZED

MY WORDS ARE FLUNG BACK IN MY FACE

I'M AT THE END I'VE RUN MY RACE

I DON'T FIT IN AND IT'S MEANT TO BE

HATEFUL EYES IS ALL I SEE

A GIANT SHAME GAME IS IN PLAY

IT WON'T WORK ON ME I SAY

I LIKE MYSELF MISTAKES AND ALL

I ONLY ANSWERED THE SIREN'S CALL

DASHED ON THE ROCKS I WILL BE

IT'S HATEFUL EYES IS ALL I SEE

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Why Are Men So Lonely In 2025

TRT 21.30

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STREET THEATER II

STREET THEATER

It's a dark energy.

Fascinating to see unfold.

Not like a flower

But more like a mold

The more they scratched.

The more they itched.

The more they fidgeted

The more they twitched.

Symbols sold them out.

Their usefulness will end

Unmitigated mayhem

Is right around the bend.

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Anonymous

Looked like they cleaned out all the hipster grunge bars in Bucktown and Wicker Park for this "protest". Bunch of unwashed tatted up idiots. Also, seemed like ICE may have been less of a focus than in LA with all the moron Hamas supporters coming out here. There was also the standard contingent of hideously FUGLY fat white women....well I think they were women......

6/11/2025 12:15:17 PM

Anonymous

I was there last night....very uninspiring protest. Basically a march. I kept a lugee ready in my mouth if someone spit on me, I could return fire right away....just an observation here..the were a lot of enormously obese people protesting there. I know they didn't get that way in a 3rd world country. Some of them were sweating and out of breath a few blocks in...Perhaps the city should provide rest stations with oxygen masks, and heart defibulators along the parade route. Just saying...

6/11/2025 04:21:36 PM

Second City Cop

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Escaped Wage Slave: Keep 'Em In Front Of You*

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Escaped Wage Slave: Hate Energy

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THE GOO ZOO II

first published Friday, August 25, 2023

THE GOO ZOO

LIVING AT THE GOOZOO

GOOGLE ANIMALS IN A GOOGLE ZOO

ALWAYS BEING TOLD WHAT TO DO

IT BEEPS, IT RINGS, WHISTLES I ANSWER

LOOKING AT THIS SCREEN WILL GIVE ME BRAIN CANCER

I DON'T CARE!

I NEED THE BYTS AND THE BITS AND THE BITS AND THE BYTS

THE GIGA MEGA TETRA BLUE SCREEN LIGHTS

WHERE DO IT GO? WHAT IS THE 'CLOUD'? MUST BE PART OF THE SHOW

THEY NEED TO KNOW WHEN I TRIM MY TOES

I DON'T CARE!

IT'S MY SMART PHONE THAT LEAVES A PERPETUAL BLANK STARE

IT TELLS ME WHERE TO GO AND HOW TO GET THERE

IT TELLS ME WHERE THE FISH ARE

MY MOTHER COULD NOT IMAGINE I'D TALK TO A CAR

I DON'T CARE

FEED ME, HOUSE ME, CLOTHE ME IF IT FITS

HAVE YOUR BYTES TICKLE MY BITS

IT'S JUST LIKE THE REAL THING

GET FAT, DIE YOUNG, ANSWER THAT RING

I DON'T CARE!

I'M HAPPY IN MY ZOO CELL WITH MY CELL PHONE

UNDERNEATH THE CELL TOWER

BOMBARDED WITH FREQUENCIES BY THE HOUR

DESTROYING MY CELL TISSURE

ALONG WITH THE BUGS, ALONG WITH THE FLOWERS

I DON'T CARE!

THE JUNKYARD HAS A PILE OF COKE MACHINES FROM AGES AGO

RUSTING, BROKEN, A FEW ON ANTIQUES ROADSHOW

NOT MANY IN THE POPULATION THESE DAYS

THEY DIDN'T WORK THE BIG UGLY MACHINES HAD TO GO

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Escaped Wage Slave: I HEART 5G III

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I HEART 5G IV

 

 

I HEART 5G

THE RAPTURE WILL HAPPEN

ACCOMPANIED BY THE SOUND OF BLACK SCREEN SMART PHONES HITTING THE FLOOR

AND THE HUSKS OF THE BIO-COMPUTERS WE CALL 'BODIES' COLLAPSING.

I WILL BE ON MY MOUNTAINSIDE

WITH MY FELLOW CONSCIOUSNESS REBELS

IN AN IRRADIATED ATMOSPHERE, WALKING ON ALUMINUM DUST.

DRINKING WATER FILTERED THROUGH THE URINARY TRACTS OF 

BIRTH CONTROL PILL USING WOMEN.

THIS WILL BE MY HEAVEN.

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First published 12/08/2018

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Escaped Wage Slave: I HEART 5G III

Escaped Wage Slave: DEAD FISH

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DIGITAL DUNGEON

DIGITAL DUNGEON

THEY ARE AFRAID OF BUTTERFLY WINGS

THEY ARE AFRAID OF THEIR SHOES

ALWAYS AFRAID OF WHAT I MIGHT DO

THEY ARE AFRAID OF THEIR GUILT RIDDEN SOULS

AND AFRAID OF AUTHORITY

AFRAID, AND THEY DON'T TRUST ME OR YOU

THEY ARE AFRAID OF THEIR NEIGHBORS

NOT SAYING THEY SHOULDN'T BE

I'M AFRAID OF MINE TOO

AFRAID OF BEING AFRAID AND

AFRAID OF THOSE NOT AFRAID

NOT AFRAID OF THE TIGER IN THE ZOO

AFRAID IS WHAT THEY WANT AFRAID IS WHAT THEY GET

ENCIRCLED BY FEAR AND HAVE ANOTHER BEER

OH, THEY ARE OUT TO GET YOU

AND YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID

THEY ARE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES AND HEARD IN YOUR EARS

YOUR DIGITAL DUNGEON HAS ONLY BROUGHT FEARS

AFRAID YOU SHOULD BE, BUT NOT FROM ME

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Rumi Barks

RUMINATIONS #1 WOOF!

I once was brave, but now I'm broken

Bury me soon left unspoken

I walked on dry land in my youth

Old, drowning in a rising tide of untruth.

Let it go. Let it go. I know. I know.

A better world is posssible. No, it is not.

Foundation on sand, the timber is rot

The Predators outweigh the Prey

That's the way it is, come what may.

Let it go. Let it go. I know. I know.

I'm not proud of my destruction

I am proud of my reconstruction

 

I'm living in my own world

An oyster, and I'm a pearl.

Let it go. Let it go. I know. I know.

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STREET THEATER

STREET THEATER

It's a dark energy.

Fascinating to see unfold.

Not like a flower

But more like a mold

The more they scratched.

The more they itched.

The more they fidgeted

The more they twitched.

Symbols sold them out.

Their usefulness will end

Unmitigated mayhem

Is right around the bend.

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My dear Andrea... it's all

Escaped Wage Slave: STREET THEATER

Antifa activities in Dem-run cities are what an insurrection actually looks like - American Thinker

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Photo Credit: Ernest C. Withers, FBI informant

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Christian Peterson 🇸🇪 (English) on X: "After the Trump administration designated Rose City Antifa as a terrorist group, I can now reveal that its founder has resurfaced in Varberg, Sweden. Early this morning, I approached Johan Victorin for comment on the designation — and whether he fears prosecution. https://t.co/RuBxT0MRwh" / X

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MAD DOG CAN WAIT

YOUR BRAIN IS IN A BOX

WHAT YA GONNA DO?

IN A CAGE MATCH WITH MAD DOG VACHON.

NO OUTSIDE ONLY INSIDE

NO RUN. NO HIDE. NO ONE TO LEAN ON.

THINK IT THROUGH

IS WHAT I'M A GONNA DO

NOWHERE ELSE TO GO AND MAD DOG CAN WAIT

ACROSS THE RUBICON IN DOUBLE TIME

SOON ENOUGH IS MY FATE

MAKE MY HANDS DRIVE THAT NAIL

MAKE MY BACK LIFT THAT STONE

MAKE MY FEET WALK THE DISTANCE

MAKE MY EYES TO SEE THE TRUTH

I'LL THINK LIKE A BALL

OR EVEN A PYRAMID INSIDE MY BOX

THOUGHTFULLY I WILL CREATE

MY BRAIN BOX WILL ROT WITH ALL THE REST

WHAT MY BODY HAS MADE WILL REMAIN

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40 Year Love

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40 YR LOVE

She watches

Looking for something to comment on

Thinking it will draw him closer

Words, like silly string

Will tie him up

Keep him in sight

She wants to consume

A spider with its prey in a web

He half-listens

With his deflector shield up Force 4

Heard the words before

Starting nice enough

Ending diminishing

Peace of mind is important these days

Belonging is not

(I can't believe what JimBob said about JimmieJoe. You know, he's married to Bobbie Jo and have 2 sons named Jimmie Joe Jim Bob and Bobby Joe. Also, a foster kind named Robbie. He's kinda weird. Anyway, JimmieJoe said something to Bobbie Jo, so Jim Bob thinks JimmieJoe is horning in. Bobbie Jo wouldn't cheat on JimBob, taking care of Jimmie Joe Jim Bob, Bobby Joe and Robbie and all. JimmieJoe being godfather, too. JimBob and Bobbie Jo are good, I think... Hmmm, I remember one time...)

He checked out a while ago

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Norm!

To: Norm - the last great realist

I am dreaming memes

Endless imaginary conversations in my head

Can I be cyber-infected?

Take my piss give me a test

I'll google the Google Overlords, they got cred

Can it be detected?

I know everything about 15th century embroidery

But I can't name a local songbird shrill

Has my personal human joy been neglected?

Got to, have ta, shoulda, suppo'd da, woulda

With a UtubeU diploma - Cliffclavinesque, to putta name

How can I not be respected?

I am given the right of Free Speech

Annoyingly, I am going to try to teach

Shouldn't that be protected?

The world is screwed and I have the answer

We can make a division, I mean, a difference

Once we get the right people elected

I know everything and nothing

 New diet soon after turkey and stuffing

No, I'm not cyber-infected.

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Under Pressure

Atmospheric pressure makes me mean

It never cooperates

Variable everywhere I go

I never know what to expect

Devoutly, I want to be the light spectrum

Atmosperic pressure keeps me here

Contracting. Pushing me into the ground.

I'd like to say atomsperic presure sucks

But it doesn't. It's my fishbowl. My Kandor.

It breaks everything I drop

I swear its making my hair gray

Lighthearted is near impossible

How do birds fly? Daily, I damn near cry.

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THE GOO ZOO

LIVING AT THE GOOZOO

GOOGLE ANIMALS IN A GOOGLE ZOO

ALWAYS BEING TOLD WHAT TO DO

IT BEEPS, IT RINGS, WHISTLES I ANSWER

LOOKING AT THIS SCREEN WILL GIVE ME BRAIN CANCER

I DON'T CARE!

I NEED THE BYTS AND THE BITS AND THE BITS AND THE BYTS

THE GIGA MEGA TETRA BLUE SCREEN LIGHTS

WHERE DO IT GO? WHAT IS THE 'CLOUD'? MUST BE PART OF THE SHOW

THEY NEED TO KNOW WHEN I TRIM MY TOES

I DON'T CARE!

IT'S MY SMART PHONE THAT LEAVES A PERPETUAL BLANK STARE

IT TELLS ME WHERE TO GO AND HOW TO GET THERE

IT TELLS ME WHERE THE FISH ARE

MY MOTHER COULD NOT IMAGINE I'D TALK TO A CAR

I DON'T CARE

FEED ME, HOUSE ME, CLOTHE ME IF IT FITS

HAVE YOUR BYTES TICKLE MY BITS

IT'S JUST LIKE THE REAL THING 

GET FAT, DIE YOUNG, ANSWER THAT RING

I DON'T CARE!

I'M HAPPY IN MY ZOO CELL WITH MY CELL PHONE

UNDERNEATH THE CELL TOWER

BOMBARDED WITH FREQUENCIES BY THE HOUR

DESTROYING MY CELL TISSURE 

ALONG WITH THE BUGS, ALONG WITH THE FLOWERS

I DON'T CARE!

THE JUNKYARD HAS A PILE OF COKE MACHINES FROM AGES AGO

RUSTING, BROKEN, A FEW ON ANTIQUES ROADSHOW

NOT MANY IN THE POPULATION THESE DAYS

THEY DIDN'T WORK THE BIG UGLY MACHINES HAD TO GO

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The Lone Loon*

I AM LONELY, DEER

I've been lonely. I've been alone.

I've felt alone in a house full of people.

Big cities are the loneliest places.

There are many times I entertain myself.

It's been my choice.

Bucks live alone except for one month of debauchery and pillage.

System seems to work in the deer community.

Yours truly,

The Lone Loon

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CHOO CHOO, BABY!

CHOO CHOO, BABY!

TIMBER MEN CUT DOWN THE TREE

DRAGGED IT TO THE ROAD

A TEAMSTER MAN HAULED IT TO THE MILL

A MILL MAN CUT IT INTO TIES

A STEEL MAN POURED THE MOLTEN LIQUID INTO FORMS

MAKING THE MILES OF RAILS

CHINESE MEN AND IRISH MEN AND BLACK MEN

POUNDED THE JOINING STAKES

OVER MOUNTAINS, RIVERS, AND DESERTS

THE RAILROAD TRACK IS BUILT

EXPECTING THE ARRIVAL OF THE TRAIN

PULLED BY AN ENGINE, BUILT BY MEN

AND A WOMAN WANTS TO BE THE ENGINEER

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Bff Reports... CRAZYLAND

 

CRAZYLAND

PEOPLE IN THEIR IMAGINARY WORLDS

VOTING FOR A GOVERNOR THEY LOVE HIS CURLS

THEY GET WHAT THEY WANT AND WHAT THEY DESERVE

I CAN HIT THE FASTBALL BUT NOT THE CURVE

 

THE PUBLIC CRAZY ASTOUNDING; THE PRIVATE BRUTAL

DRUGEES, DRUNKS AND SOULLESS LINING UP FOR THE CULL

I FELT MORE THAN ALONE, ABANDONED BY COMMON SENSE

TRUMP DIDN’T BOTHER ME, I WAS SCARED OF MIKE PENCE

 

I STRUCK OUT ON MY OWN TO THE DESERTS OF SANTA FE

HOPING TO FIND AN ADOBE COTTAGE ALONG THE WAY

FOUND A TOWN CALLED CORONA IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STATE

DRANK MY DOSE, DOING FINE, GET OUT BEFORE IT WAS TOO LATE

 

GOT SIDETRACKED TO TEXAS MILES AND MILES OF ALONE

I KNEW IN MY HEART CRAZYLAND COULD NOT BE MY HOME

ABOUT DIED IN A GRAVEYARD, IN THE MORNING RETREAT

RETRACE MY STEPS, NEXT TIME I’LL VOTE WITH MY FEET

 

I FOUND A SPOT. FRESH WATER FRESH AIR TASTES GOOD

WHEN ASKED A DIRECT QUESTION A DIRECT ANSWER WILL FOLLOW OR SHOULD

SERVICE HELP IS COURTEOUS, HELPFUL WITH MATHEMATICAL MIGHT

WE MAY NOT ALL AGREE, BUT WE DON’T FIGHT.

 

CRAZYLAND IS BEHIND ME

I WASN’T PART OF THE WRECK

IN THE SUNNY OPEN AIR PRISON THEATER PRODUCTION

 THE PART OF THE GUY WITH A BOOT HEEL ON HIS NECK

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Like the free thinking individual American, the Black-footed ferret has long been considered extinct.

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/08/bff-reports-08-sick-and-tired.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/08/bff-reports-007-wall.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/08/bff-reports-006-earnest-tubb-lives_13.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/08/bff-reports-005-cure.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/bff-reports-004-hand-shake.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/bff-reports-003-rest-stop.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/bff-reports-002-silence.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/bff-report-001.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/black-footed-ferret.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/head-for-hills.html

http://escapedwageslave.blogspot.com/2020/04/announcement.html

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Dictator Newsom Ends California Lockdown!?! What You Need To Know

-JP Sears

https://153news.net/watch_video.php?v=HWSUDY18KYKR

TRT 10.58

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Vincent

Vincent 

Don McLean

Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey 

Look out on a summer's day, with eyes that know the darkness in my soul 

Shadows on the hills, Sketch the trees and daffodils 

Catch the breeze and winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land 

And now I understand what you tried to say to me, 

How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free, 

They would not listen, they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now 

Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 

Swirling clouds in violet haze reflecting Vincent's eyes of china blue 

Colors changing hue, Morning fields of amber grain 

Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

And now I understand what you tried to say to me, 

How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free, 

They would not listen, they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now 

For they could not love you, but still your love was true 

And when no hope was left in sight on that starry, starry night, 

You took your life as lovers often do 

But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was 

Never meant for one as beautiful as you 

Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 

Frame-less heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget 

Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes 

The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow 

And now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 

How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free, 

They would not listen, they're not listening still, perhaps they never will 

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THIS CAPRICORN MOON

 THIS CAPRICORN MOON

THIS CAPRICORN MOON IS LOOKING FOR ANOTHER ROOM

TO LAY MY HEAD DOWN

TO LAY MY HEAD DOWN

THIS VIRGO ON THE RISE. SPLENDID. EASY TO LOVE EASY TO DESPISE.

I AM STRONG NOW

I AM STRONG NOW

EVERYONE IS IN MY HOUSE

EVERYONE IS SINGING

EVERYONE IS CAT AND MOUSE

MONKEY TURD FLINGING

THIS CAPRICORN MOON IS LOOKING FOR ANOTHER ROOM

TO LAY MY HEAD DOWN

TO LAY MY HEAD DOWN