The Happening

Standing alone, Fisher king, feeling sad about everything
Just from how far he has come

Giant on rock, on his own, getting chewed on to the bone
After everything he has done

Old king of the distant land, soon be gone with his sword in hand
Never to see his love again

There little girl waiting alone, for Foster parents to take her home
Will she ever understand

The Wicked

I lie to the beastly, beast having a feast with the ones he loves least
I kick the dancer, who dances and prances front of the little weak lances
I shame the fighter who fight's in the light making him look bright for the people he beats to shite.

I the man who punishes the wicked, makes me a man who'll never be sickening

KADOEYA (what you say when something sounds stupid and you don't care).

My eyes aren't art eyes
My practice is weak
My effort are wasteful
My motive is fake

My life is meaningless
My world is fading
How do I become an artist
KADOEYA

Urinal Checkers

We should play a game of Urinal Checkers now
To make men wander in and contemplate "How?"
How can the relieve themselves without having to watch
One of the the jokers surrounding them's imperfect crotch

The rules are simple that are as follows
You and your friends must occupy a correct number of pee hollows
That will force the next man to have to pee next to one of you pride wreckers
Congratulation you now know the rules of urinal checkers

BenJiepillar

BenJiepillar is made of yarn and wool
He leaves a soft trail behind if he starts to tug and pull
He climbs over rocks, logs, and hedgehogs on his epic travels
And during the time of his long voyage his body slowly unravels

Soon BenJie will be no more as his trail would reach it's end
BenJie knew this forever though it wasn't what he would intend
One thing we learn from BenJie is inorder to make the most
See what your life offers you and merge it like butter on toast.

Cool friends, Other friends

My friends I dance with
Run, jump, shout, and prance with
Not caring what others think
We'll reply with a proud and solid wink

My cool friends I talk with
Relax, calm down, and walk with
Hoping people can see who they're dealing with
That's what I want to be feeling

Never I want my two friends to meet
Cause for me to stand on two feet
I must have these two worlds to show who I am

Sad song

If I want to be a musician then I definitely can
I don't need to fill out forms or sign a telegram
Music comes from passion and solid drive
If all goes well then it'll make you thrive

But if all not goes well it'll be a tragic existence
And you'll have to learn the act of acceptance
Your passion may be strong but the people's may not be
Though it might not favour who you are change might be the key