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  8397.     

No I Can't Drink My Mocha Cold

Midnight in my mind,
Does not stay rested.
Nor is there something,
I wish to test.

I'm somewhat of a mess.
With thoughts selected.
Some are good.
And some I should reject.

So I try to drink my mocha cold.
But I can't sip it sugar free.
Like I can ice green tea.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's got to be hot.
Poured right out of the pot!
That's how I like it.

Midnight in my mind,
Does not stay rested.
Nor is there something,
I wish to test.

I'm somewhat of a mess.
With thoughts selected.
Some are good.
And some I should reject.

But I can't drink my mocha cold.
Nor sugar free.
Like I can good green tea.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's got to be hot.
Poured right out of the pot!
That's how I like it.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's got to be hot.
That's how I like it.
At midnight.

Said I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's gotta be hot.
Right out of the pot.

No I can't drink my mocha cold.
It's gotta be hot.
That's how I like it,
At midnight!
 
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  8398.     

No I Wont Play The Fool Or Your Sucker Punch Catcher

I want you it's true.
Since you've been there in my mind.
And I'm not trying to find...
Another way to spend my time.

I want you it's true.
Since you've been there in my mind.
And I'm not trying to find...
Another way to spend my time.

I'm not trying to find...
Less than the better that I see.
And I don't want the time...
Wasted when I know what's here with me.
And...
I wont play the fool or the sucker,
When my cup might runneth over.

I want you it's true.
And...
I wont play the fool or the sucker,
When my cup might runneth over.

I want you I do.
But I wont play the fool or the sucker to be stuck,
Like another...
One you might had.
No I wont play the fool or Your sucker punch catcher,
Like the other.

I want you it's true.
But...
I wont play the fool or the sucker,
To spill my cup of luck that might runneth over.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  8399.     

No 'Ifs' or 'Ands' About It

The information I received,
I got from you.
I'm only restating to you what was heard.
And now you say,
I am the one 'misconstrued'?
Is that even a word?

I know what to do,
To avoid misconceptions too.
Whenever in the future,
You have anything to share?
I wont sound as 'if' I don't care.
There will be no 'ifs' or 'ands' about it!
My caring will not be there!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  8400.     

No Incentive to Capture a Fresh Thought

There is so much that people miss.
So much that 'skips' their understanding.
No exploration of thought,
Brings to them full comprehension.
No mental stimulation is going on in their minds.
The world is defined by them...
As it has been delivered.

There is so much that people miss.
So much emptiness exists,
Between their ears.
Conditioned to be limited,
And from that they view
Is the sum total of their lives!
Some have committed suicide...
That's how shallow their egos felt inside!

There is so much that people miss.
Debating it in mindless arguments...
Makes no sense when that is witnessed.
Attempting to sway one's way with another...
Seems to be likened to a dog chasing its tail.
Or running after cars!
There is a need...
But what is that need feeding?

There is so much that people miss.
So much about 'this'...
This life!
They leave to go unadventured!
With no incentive to capture a fresh thought!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 
 
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