Old Fands Geeth

Back to the days, old days back and far to the nights of winter in Ushnars Scar.
The coldest taps from stormy winds glowing fast in the nights humming din
for the old men working in the mines for the clams found no food nor their gold
the rude sand clasps fell to the arden carrot masts and there was nigh sound nore silence
for when the eager not yet old boys from the lands far away
sent their spirits and their bodies to the fray
the clam burdened finches from the blood red lands of gore
through their putrid flesh they tore

and none seeked out the cats, cats of old nor cats bold
and to their ultimate doom it was made
the end of plays and the sand ridden days
in the deserts that now seem so far away

but unless man takes a carp
to the sand warp
no carp with shall he die
but with the carp
disgusting carp
dirty fish
with it he will fly

and no more birds he will see
and wish he were more so
like them than the pile of shit he be
for now this man
turned to beast
is a bird


no man should ever wish
not on his clams nor his life
not on his own name
to be a bird nor a fish for the matter either
one be horrid the other disgusting
respectively in that order
and no sand can they grasp not one grain

and to sit and confuddle
confuse sit and think
not one moment will idea come from their brain

for clams clasps cats all start with c
but a fish lives in the sea
and both high seas and small c are quite unlike

without girdle or fine silk
none of that
none of that
without girdle or fine silk will they climb

and to climb is to find
the old torn cans of callmisth bind
and to find these things oh my friend is quite divine

old trees are quite nice
but not so nice
oh not so nice
for those old trees house birds

but with those birds come cats oh mighty cats
and those birds do the cats take away
and one more thing
yes but one more
one more thing to place on the back
those beautiful cats to take away fish as well

and so a world with cats is a world so great for a world with cats has no birds nor fish
and both birds and fish are rude

The great Sap Tap; as whispered by Pucas

the great sap tap

oh how I clap for the sap tap

more, more, more

give it to me

give me more sap

drizel it upon my nose

slip it down my breast

gush it all over my legs

give it to me, your sap o forth from tap

the sap tap does not hat wear as rap a rap rapper will clap a slat

but slap the rap rapper with sap

none shall clap them no more

as the great sap tap has sap

and the black rap o rapper has no sap

surely does not hold a cat

for the cat wishes to play with the sap

give it to me

more, more, more

I would like to smell sap

but not on a cat

as a cat has nice texture

and sap is of a sticky essence

but upon a window slat

the bees would ride

give it to me

nao nao nao

sap from the great sap tap

or a cat hat so i too can be a cat

the bats have stolen the great tap

and dont allow refunds to the cats

for their purchase of sap

which is now old



fin.

A small addition to the ancient archives.

Old burgundy mushroom cap

old coil of and old mans cat

sand o wither from thine tap

oh burgundy mushroom cap


Old sap falling down
down down down


Old sap falling down
all the way to the ground


Old sap all the way to the

ground

ground


ground




ground




Old sap falling all the way down





Old old bird, evil bird
how i hate and dispise bird
old man bird dirty bird go away!

old man bird all ive heard
is that dirt call you slurred
caw caw CAW

old man bird how i dispise thee

dirty birds
stupid birds
ugly scary old man birds

but of all birds
dangerous birds
dangerous birds go AWAY

go away for you call
none other than
oh you will call
that old soup bird
and once that bird
your call has heard

shall he come as the bird
oh not just dangerous
not just dangerous bird
oh that bird shall arrive
dangerous...soup... BIRD

Leave you bird for heard
you call i have
and for all i have
i will not have you here!

Out of my house
out of my way
out of my day like a great old DANE
out out out bird oh
dastardly dangerous mean and ugly soup bird

you follow me to work and home
to clams old house to corbens garden gnomes
you follow me all day long
scare me with your dangerous soup song

leave me bird for i wish the last ive heard
of your song of the dangerous soup bird