Clickity wickity
Tickity tock
I talk to the trees
And sing to the rocks
Lickity splickity
Knickity knack
The trees only laugh
The rocks all sing back
Hockity pockety
Blippity blap
The sound of the sirens
Is my favorite trap
Snickity snackity
Whippity wap
I tickle my Cyclops
When he takes a nap
Snoopity poopity
Goopity gap
My dog sings a ballad
And sits on my lap
Cookity bookity
Hoppity hip
When you’re dancing on quasars
You better not slip
by Richard W. Bray
Green meadows
Green hills
Yellow daffodils
Laughter, love and smiles
Joy that lasts for miles
Romance dreamy free
Sang a song to me
Then reality returns
The fun fades away
The memory burns
Until my final day
Green meadows
Green hills
Yellow daffodils
Hand in hand
Yesterday
Now I'm groping through the tears
Till there’s nothing left to say
by Richard W. Bray
The conscious mind thinks it’s the Oval Office, when in reality it’s the press office.
–Jonathan Haidt
Pay attention when you’re angry
It can show you who you are
Find out where your hurting
By listening to your scars
A friend's girlfriend looks so hot
You wanna fill his gut with shot
One of your buddies at the bar
Just got a really awesome car
Somebody tells a stupid joke
And your head fills up with smoke
That singer dresses funny
Why should he have so much money?
Someone talks about a wedding
And you dream of their beheading
Take a deep breath
Wish everyone the best
Let it out slow
Try and let it go
by Richard W. Bray
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