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Author: Timothy Price
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A Blue Psalm was first published by Gabriela Marie Milton in 2021. I wrote the poem in response to bloggers who wrote about the horrific abuse they experienced growing up and how difficult it is for them to deal with it as adults. I recently reworked the original song with new vocal tracts. I used some butterfly photos (mine) and videos I borrowed from the Internet as metaphors for people who have been abused.
A Blue Psalm Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
Oh, Lord? Oh Lord? Why have you hated me? How in my innocence Have I sinned? To be damned from birth Neglected and abused While you looked on Like I was nothing more Than the Devil’s spawn I am broken, so broken A pile of bones laid at your feet Show mercy, oh Lord Mold me, reshape me, make me whole I want to feel loved, normal, happy, whole
Steampunk Sam resorts to pedaling after his balloons were confiscated by local authorities.
Party City Stores Raided FBI agents raided more than 700 Party City stores across the USA on Friday after the Biden Administration learned that most of the balloons sold at Party City Stores are made in China. “It has come to our attention that Party City sells Chinese ‘SPY’ balloons.” Said Karine Jean-Pierre in a press conference. “That makes Party City a threat to national security and possibly guilty of espionage.” Party City officials were not available for comment at press time. However, an anonymous source close to the issue said, “How ridiculous! Party City sells ‘PARTY’ balloons not ‘SPY’ balloons! Besides they buy balloons from non-Communits countries, also.”
An FBI agent was overheard saying, “Too bad Chick-Fil-A, and Mike Lindell don’t sell Chinese spy balloons so we could take them down, also!” Henrietta Haberdasher was walking away from the checkout stand with balloons she purchased for her granddaughter’s birthday party when the FBI used flashbang grenades to break the glass in the doors before storming the store. Ms. Haberdasher commented, “They put on quite a show for much of nothing. Those doors had signs that read ‘Doors to remain unlocked during business hours.’ They took all the balloons I had just purchased. It’s just a stupid excuse for those government sourpusses to keep ‘we the people,” especially kids, from having fun. Now only criminals and law enforcement will have balloons!”
At press time there was a rumor that President Biden was signing an executive order outlawing the possession of balloons, forcing Ronald McDonald, Bozo and Krusty to go into hiding. Sources close to the President said, “We’ll get you clowns!”
Red-winged Blackbirds fly around in fast-moving flocks, changing directions many times before landing in treetops all at once. They take off altogether and fly erratically until they swoop down on another treetop or into the black bamboo.
Doubleku Sun shines through thin clouds Trees don black lace under blue Contrails all around Transecting ringed clouds X’s and Y’s mark their spots An upside-down V
It’s been a while since I recorded a new parody. Laurie suggested I write a parody of Elton John’s Benny And The Jets and call it Timmy And The Cats. So I did. And here it is.
Timmy and the Cats Music by Eton John Parody Lyrics by Timothy Price
Hey Cats, Beaker shakes loose feathers You’re scratching on something That was known as my black leathers You’ll kill a big fat mouse tonight, leaving it around I’m gonna hear kitties purring, hissing, solid scratching sound
So, Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet? Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean
They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh oooh T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Hey Cats, even though you are wage-less You’re all so whiney, but Timmy makes it painless You’ll all survive, Timmy will make you something out of wood Where you fight with our parrots out on the sheets To find who’s bad and who’s good
So Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet? Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean
They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh oooh T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Say, Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet? Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean
They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh whoa T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
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In a nostalgic move, GM has announced it’s bringing back the Trans-Am, as an all-inclusive automobile with the advanced, leading-edge “Pedal-Electro” propulsion system that will bring Pride to everyone. “This is not your average EV,” said Arden Hoffman, Senior Vice President and Chief People Officer for GM*, who is in charge of peddling the new pedal car. “Pedaling this baby charges the batteries and your cardiovascular system at the same time!”
Besides a revolutionary drive-train powered by pedaling, a generator attached to the drive-train helps charge the batteries that supply power to lights, computers, and a 200-watt Bose® audio system with a super sub-woofer that provides an inspiring booma booma booma to sync your pedaling. “The new Trans-Am will keep you in shape,” commented a short-of-breath Mark Tatum, GM board member, and Deputy Commissioner and Chief Operating Officer of the NBA, after taking the 3000-pound Trans-Am for a test pedal. “It weighs much more than it looks with that compact body.”
Other innovative features include a no-roof, open cockpit-style interior that provides natural airflow to keep you cool while pedaling with pride.
*Arden Hoffman’s real position and titles.
After my more serious post with a protest song yesterday, I figured a chaser of satire with photos of trees and clouds was in order for today.
Like a Skinny Crow Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
Are they really so enlightened? When they spread their darkness all around Crushing creatives under foot Oblivious to the pain they cause They gather, and they celebrate Making fun of deplorables who they hate
We are like a skinny crow Scavenging in a parking lot Wandering in a wilderness of cement, rocks, and hot asphalt Tearing at the morsels Secured in those crumpled bags Dodging tires than the drivers No one seems to give a damn
I put on my spectacles Only to see the spectacle Of those who we trusted with our votes Up to no good, selling us short Got up the courage to ask them why They said, “You fool, ungrateful guy Everything we do is for your own good We know what’s best, please go away You must be grateful and do what we say”
We are like a skinny crow Scavenging in a parking lot Wandering in a wilderness of cement, rocks, and hot asphalt Tearing at the morsels Secured in those crumpled bags Dodging tires than the drivers No one seems to give a damn
Off Center & Not Even 