42 - The Bright Lights of Las Vegas
The bright lights of Las Vegas
Casinos open around the clock
Wedding bells, Grand hotels
A place where the fornicators flock
Like the showgirls on the strip
The rainbow waters dance
European countries recreated
England, Venice and France
At the bar the drinks roll in
As the alcoholics sit
While gamblers like to shake
The hand of the one arm bandit
The city of sin and adulterers
The sounds of the old school tunes
Neon lights, Gangland fights
The mirage and the windblown dunes
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The Beauty of Sunrise
The sun creeps through the crack in the window
It appears broken and disheveled in some way
You feel you’re standing on the wrong side of sunrise
As if you are suppose to watch it when waking up early
Rather than staying up till late
Forbidden yet so comfortable in routine
You witness the sun set
Then with a blink of an eye it rises
As birds sing on in chorus
Orange, yellow and purple watercolors
Run riot in the sky
A heavenly plain above you
Awakening life
As you close your eyes
The sun releases angels
Perfect beings that dance around you
With one perfect touch
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32 - Cinderella
Running towards her pumpkin
At the stroke of midnight
Her lost slipper upon the stair
In the silver majestic moonlight
The fairytale turns to dust
As the witching hour begins
Down in the forgotten cellar
Her sorrow and pain she sings
So not to loose her memories of this night’s enchantment
She tearfully produces ink of thoughts onto peasant parchment
Recumbent but weary on her bed of mice invested hay
Crying her self to sleep still and alone Cinderella lay
The next morning prince charming comes round
With the clear glass slipper he had found
A gentleman he lowers down on one knee, while Cinderella sits
Drawing eloquent smiles as the slipper perfectly fits
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48 - Little Sister! ! !
Little sister this advice i give to you
For the life ahead it will help you through
Never be afraid to ask people questions
And to make mistakes to learn lifes lessons
When your mad or drunk try to keep self-control
Never leave your drink or mix your alcohol
Try to stray from the crunchy nut lane if you have no permit
And to read Shakespeares Annie if you haven't already done it
Travel the world El Salvidor Dali is a must see
And to Wales for the Endinborough festival we'll go, you and me
Another bit of advice your big sister suggests
Is when your out in public try not to show your breasts
Do not, i repeat do not date another ginger boy
instead buy yourself a nice rabbit shaped toy
My sister i am proud to call you
My bestest friend you are
A big bubble of trouble
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21 - Victorian Poverty
A period of extreme poverty of the lower working classes
As they worked to the death the rich sat politely on their arses
London’s poor tried to scrape a living doing jobs the devil created
As the rich sat at their windows laughing at the pitiful souls they hated
The poor would have sooner died than enter the poor houses control
As it was not fit to harbor a single living human soul
Small boys were used to clean narrow sooted chimneys
While in the coal mines children worked on their hands and knees
Although this golden age pioneered many useful inventions
Children privileged to go to school were whipped instead of detentions
And as the poor worked for a life at every waking hour
The rich covered their stench with perfume and wild flowers
The poor had nothing and hardly anything to eat
While the rich enjoyed tea and honey and sherbet lemon sweets
In Victorian London the poor just lived and died
The rich never really noticed the rich never really cried
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