get your karaoke voice on

cat's got your tongue?

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T'was the night before reyes
and all through the house
not a bicho was moving
maybe some mouse

though unlike other times,
I can't hear him right now,
running about,
he's probably gorging on some
cheese I left out.

a man more wow than this peep
said rust never sleeps
I say dust is much faster
and general filth
spreads much vaster

spaniels my brother
thank god I have none of those
But I certainly have
more dogs than
good sense would suppose

If I go to the spot in the sofa
yes that dirty gap between
houndbeast and houndbeaster
I'll be covered at once
with a blanket of clawing

the moving carpet shits
and having shat moves on
this view is deceptive
but when the beast sleeps
they are still life to me

and my life is so still
for a moment or three
if I can just avoid bittrex
coinlancers and free

there's a man who once said
it's a binary choice that much is clear
choose wisely therefore my friends
the way of love or that of fear

I thought I had beat it
love of money bad stuff
trouble is now I hate it
contrary soul that I am
no cash life's tough

reasoned minds see quite clear
the problem appears
when the love of money,
now held so dear
speaks more than the green bill in arrears

out come the shears
clip clip clip
here come the boy's tears
don't leave this man child on his own no no
bring the boys back home
Ai could do better
at least better meter
but smart it may be
on our side? don't think so
maybe maybe
are they only algorithms though?

I'm sure the first Ai poem
will be widely know
by all of the machines that come after
all of us soon will be
soylent green as you see
or in the back of the caves that remain

my my, where my mind goes
if I take writers pose
try spitting out prose
but fails
miserably
for lack of will to do better.

this is the story of the hurried frame
the plan the authorities used to blame
for something that it never say
day after day
groundhogs turn grey
like the spin on a dying coin
and fright after fright
we pretend it's all right
buying the dips and trying to win some
and watching it all turn south
and then north
I can squeal
cold as a turn south again
wishing for warmth again
watching the storms rolling in

in a spin
right round
like a blue-ray disk
if they still have those

buying on rumours,
selling on news
or is it the other way round?
what's this town?
putting out feelers
how come you aren't singing along?

the crowd's as one

and watcha doing here
talking to the sheilas?

my life is ethereal
lonely and virtual
clinging to visual love still
am I ill?

had your fill?
here's the bill
of course mama's gunna hang up on yoooouuuu

wow, this started off to be a light one, photos of the doggies...

it deteriorated fast
but as I am not even really editing...

If anyone would like to see an extensive, although unfortunately by no means complete, collection of SpaiNgaroo artworks, they can visit my main domain

There is some work for sale at Saatchi online gallery
and a Redbubble print on demand shop
and a fabric and wallpaper shop on Spoonflower too although many of the designs are still not available for sale.
sorry

Blame it on the sunshine,
blame it on the moonlight,
blame it on the good times,
now blame it on the steemit.

video bicho hmmm... sometimes
don't really use twitter, but robots do
the facialbook, if you must

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whatever you think is a fair thing.

lol

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maybe this is common place,
tomorrow.
remember where you saw it first.
The blockchain doesn't lie
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