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Random Non-binding inquisitions of the Proletariat in Ghanabanana Castro

February 19, 2013

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And in the beginning, long before the age of Aquarius, came Suirauqa.
Phoenicians, the Mediterranean Wonders of Water, mastered Hooked-on-Phonics, centuries before Edward M. Shoenfeld, Roman Chief of Protocol, delivered the inaugural textbook on “Hooked”, as Eddie S., referred to it. Edward delivered
the book of text in the year 2525, if man is still alive
If woman can survive, they may find
In the year 3535

Ain’t gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lie
Everything you think, do and say
Is in the pill you took today

In the year 4545
You ain’t gonna need your teeth, won’t need your eyes
You won’t find a thing to chew
Nobody’s gonna look at you

In the year 5555
Your arms hangin’ limp at your sides
Your legs got nothin’ to do
Some machine’s doin’ that for you

In the year 6565
You won’t need no husband, won’t need no wife
You’ll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube

In the year 7510
If God’s a-coming, He oughta make it by then
Maybe He’ll look around Himself and say
“Guess it’s time for the Judgement Day”

In the year 8510
God is gonna shake His mighty head
He’ll either say, “I’m pleased where man has been”
Or tear it down, and start again

In the year 9595
I’m kinda wonderin’ if man is gonna be alive
He’s taken everything this old earth can give
And he ain’t put back nothing

Now it’s been ten thousand years, man has cried a billion tears
For what, he never knew, now man’s reign is through
But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
So very far away, maybe it’s only yesterday, Eddie S. wants to know.
So, my fellow Phoenicians, ask not what your country can do for you! Ask what you can do for me. I’m just a selfish ➖➖wait, What do you get if you cross penis and a potato?➖➖DICTATOR➖➖go back to the word before “wait”, insert DICTATOR. See what was done there? I mean “here”,
insert& DICTATOR? Subtle auto suggestion morsels which are intended by the speaker/writer to induce a state of aroused hornyness. BUTT, and that’s a BIG butt, you already knew that. That right there, “you already knew that”, is the reason behind and in the fore, for your delegates devotion and undying concern for the general welfare of constituents from far and wide. Wide like some fat assed, morbidly obese Mississippi Mama, planted on a straining, over capacitated, reinforced ass holder, stuffing $100 Dollar Bills into a penny slot machine.
Lettuce endeavor to be the exquisite example of human progression, perhaps by starting with a bit more compassion for BIG Mama? k

ATTENTION in the compound❗
ATTENTION in the compound ❗

This little ditty ’bout Jack, Diane and the Phoenicians, will be available for your perusal from this day forward. One catch, (was in the small print), your perusal will be spread (’em), over installments, ranging in readability from negative 9 to the 5th power, to a very attainable, 64 on the quotient index of the Chicago Board of Trade. Oh, btw,(please notice how cool this writer can turn on a freakin’ proverbial DIME, bagBro, and use the acronym “btw”, <– that stands, and stands alone, for, “bye the way”❗
Now, who would like to be the first on his or her or hermaphrodites, block to review the present state of affairs?
And, so, my fellow Phoenicians, ask not when the next installment will be published, ask, who the hell is going to read it!

Until next time, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, dogs and cats, aliens reading random non-binding blogs, whomever, whatever.
Whatever, later Diggs.

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