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Monday, July 14, 2014

Hillary Rodham Clinton

Wow, here is Hillary Rodhams' wedding proposal to Bill Clinton:

The river whispers in my ear
I've hardly a penny to my name
The heavens have never seemed so near
All of my body glows with flame

The tempest struggles in the air
And to myself alone I sing
It could sink me then and there
I can hear the echoes ring

I tried to find one smiling face
To drive the shadow from my head
I'm stranded in this nameless place
Lying restless in a heavy bed

Tell me straight out if you will
Why must you torture me within?
Why must you come down off of your high hill?
Throw my fate to the clouds and wind

Far away in a silent land
Secret thoughts are hard to bear
Remember me, you'll understand
Emotions we can never share

You trampled on me as you passed
Left the coldest kiss upon my brow
All of my doubts and fears have gone at last
I've nothing more to tell you now

I walk by tranquil lakes and streams
As each new season's dawn awaits
I lay awake at night with troubled dreams
The enemy is at the gate

Beneath the thunder blasted trees
The words are ringin' off your tongue
The ground is hard in times like these
Stars are cold, the night is young

The rocks are bleak, the trees are bare
Iron clouds go floating by
Snowflakes fallin' in my hair
Beneath the gray and stormy sky

The evenin' sun is sinkin' low
The woods are dark, the town isn't new
They''ll drag you down, they'll run the show
Ain't no telling what they'll do

Tell ol' Bill when he comes home
Anything is worth a try
Tell him that I'm not alone
That the hour has come to do or die

All the world I would defy
Let me make it plain as day
I look at you now and I sigh
How could it be any other way?
 



Tin Soldier

"Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming
We're finally on our own
This summer I hear the drumming"






Ultimate Extinction

"The government of the United States is a device for maintaining in perpetuity the rights of the people, with the ultimate extinction of all privileged classes"
~ Calvin Coolidge 30th U.S. President 





Sunday, July 13, 2014

ATTENTION Americans!


In a recent “Futuristic Political What If” poll by the renowned Crapo Institute, according to the documented results of this poll, if Hillary starts advancing and gaining popularity in the political mainstream towards an attempt at the U.S. Presidency in 2016, we are in for some dire predictions and threatening consequences. According to that poll just released under secrecy, if Hillary makes a run towards the primary and wins out, divorce rates for American's claiming to be democrat will increase 5%, along with suicides increasing 7% for males that claim to be republican or with tendencies toward the “right”. And wait, there's more! For both sides of the isle, an increase in domestic violence reaching 20% and road-rage becoming a tragedy. If furtherer success in her political aspirations, if Hillary were successful in gaining the White-House, low and behold that divorce rate increases to 15% and the suicide rate goes to 17% across the board and the domestic violence, statutory rape and road-rage murders escalating like this nation has never experienced before - the National Guard will have to assist local lawmen keeping the peace. Yes, if Hillary finds victory in 2016, we may find our nation under a “National Martial Law High Alert“, basically a “Police State”! This will find itself a major blow on the economy, so we must begin to realize what may be in store if “election central” finds no other worthwhile candidates. And this poll's research is accurate, for predicting such a mess, by using state-of-the-art predictive modeling along with algorithms formulated by the brightest scholars from the highest levels of academia. But the poll is not gaining any steam, as for some reason those responsible for getting this information front and center have been threatened into hiding the truth, so has the media run away from this story for reasons troubling, and we all know the story about Vince Foster? So I was asked to read the report and provide this information in hopes that it would send out a warning, before it is too late and turning back be not an option. Think twice about letting the “Clinton Clan” back on stage, as this nation deserves better, a whole lot better and when super-Cray computers supply such results, we must trust this over “I didn't have sex with that dog”! Remember, Bill already said he would enjoy being the 1st Lady? What in hell does he mean by that!

Like It Is!!!!!

A bumper sticker, the modern day road-raging “TWIT or TWEETS” tells it like it is:

~ NUGENT & PALIN 2013 ~

OK, did something change when I was seeing double and off my rocker from a little too much Sam Adams summer special, the “Porch Rocker”? Maybe a typo, but 2013? And maybe that sums it up, with how the voting public is seeing “double” and inebriated from way too much political intoxication, so much we have lost touch with reality. So it appears though, through this 1st Amendment Right to be seen not heard racing down the “Free-Way”, that there is a fruit-cake narcissism obsessed faction out there, alive and not well that wants a convicted poacher that shits in his pants - so he can avoid the draft - along with a ignorANUS that shits all over decency with an ever ending “Explosive Diarrhea” of the mouth, a faction that finds the right-to-vote harboring an honest belief that “Mr. & Mrs. Shitter” could conceivably try to run this nation? Forget about the “White” in the HOUSE, as when the shit goes a flying....I can see it now. President Ted Nugent will be late, as he just shit in his pants again. And Sarah can't wipe her own ass, so the “State of the Eunuch” has been postponed. WTF. I am lost for words, as intelligence lost seems to be the ticket.....Where's SAM?

Times They Are A-Changin


Wow, a sign of a-changin times! Instead of riding through little old historic gold towns wrecking havoc the peace and quiet, for what a Sunday is supposed to be all about, today a bunch of “antique” Hell's Angels were at, yes an antique auction and fair and actually buying vintage goods. Yes, the Hell's Angels, out and about enjoying old fashion fun....

Gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown

And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'”

Bob Dylan - The Times They Are A-changin' Lyrics | Metro Lyrics

State of Iraq - ISIS

I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong
I came to a high place of darkness and light
Dividing line ran through the center of town
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right
Went into a laundry to wash my clothes down
A man in the corner approached me for a match
I knew right away he was not ordinary
He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"
I said, "I got no money", he said, "That ain't necessary"
We set out that night for the cold in the North
I gave him my blanket and he gave me his word
I said, "Where are we goin'?", he said "We'd be back by the fourth"
I said, "That's the best news that I've ever heard"
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless
How she told me that one day we would meet up again
And things would be different the next time we wed
If I only could hang on and just be her friend
I still can't remember all the best things she said
We came to the pyramids, all embedded in ice
He said, "There's a body I'm tryin' to find
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price"
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind
The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
But I made up my mind that I had to go on
I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly
When I took up his offer I musta been mad
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead
She said, "Where ya been?", I said, "No place special"
She said, "You look different", I said, "Well, I guess"
She said, "You been gone", I said,"That's only natural"
She said, "You gonna stay", I said, "If you want me to, yes"
Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child
What drives me to you is what drives me insane
I still can remember the way that you smiled
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain

Songwriters
Jacques Levy;Bob Dylan
Published by
RAM'S HORN MUSIC