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SONG IDEAS



1. PHARM MEDS SONG



THESE DAYS IF YOUR SAD

THEY SAY TAKE A MED

THERSE PROZAK, PAXIL

PILLS WHITE BLUE AND RED.



JUST ASK YOUR DOCTOR

TELL THEM WHAT YOU SAW ON THE NEWS

MAYBE THAT QUICK REMEDY

WILL HELP BEAT THE BLUES?



ITS EASIR YOU KNOW

OR IS IT REALLY JUST FACT

TAHT POPPING THE XANAX THE ZOLOFT

WILL BRING YOU WHAT YOU LACK?



PRIOLESK, LEXAPRO OR

MAYBE MORE THAN ONE?

HEY HOW BOUT A COMBINATION

TO MAKE LIFE MORE FUN?



but what about side afffets?

uncontrollable oily discharge is just one?









Song 2- LITTLE GIRL



BRING ME YOUR FEARS AND WORRIES

LITTLE PRECIOUS CHILD OF MINE

YOU KNOW YOULL NEVER BE ALONE

YOU KNOW YOULL BE JUST FINE



YOU KNOW ILL NEVER LEAVE YOU

JUST REACH OUOT FOR MY HAND

YOULL ALWAYS HAVE A SAFE HARBOR

FOR WHERE YOUR BOAT CAN LAND



I LOVE YOU LITTLE CHILD

I REALLY REALLY DO

THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME

YOUR TRUST

YOU KNOW IM HERE FOR YOU



EVEN WHEN YOU FEEL THE MOST CONFUSED

AND HAVE NOT A CLUE YOUR PATH

ITS ALL OK MY LITTLE GIRL

NOW JUST BREATHE AND STOP AND LAUGHT



IM THE YOU OF YOU THAT KNOWS THE WHOLE

THE WHOLE DARN UGLY STUFF

BUT YET IM STILL Y OUR CONSTANT FRIEND

ILL BE HERE WHEN ITS TOUGH.





NO MATTER WHAT YOU MIGHT REVEAL

ABOUT YOUR PAST LIFE CRIMES

IT WILL NOT PHASE ME, NOT ONE BIT

ILL LOVE YOU FOR ALL TIME.



THERES NOTHING YHOU CAN DO,

TO MAKE ME CHANGE MY MIND

YOU CANT CONVINCE ME OR YOUR TRUTH

BECAUSE THATS YOURS NOT MINE

.



I LOVE YOU NOT INSPITE OF

BUT BECAUSE OF ALL YOUR FEARS

YOU JUST NEVER EVER LEANRED

WHERE TO GO WITH ALL YOUR TEARS.







soNG 3



'leave me a lone'



'LEAVE ME ALONE, DROP ME OFF IN THE WOODS

LEAVE ME A LONE ON A ROCK.

LEAVE ME ALONE I AM OUT OF WORDS. I JUST DONT WANNA TALK.



LEAVE ME IN THE SUN ON A WARM CRISP DAY

LET ME LIE HERE ON THIS ROCK

LEAVE ME ALONE...I DONT WANT TO PLAY

FOR DAYS I MIGHT NOT TALK.



LEAVE ME ALONE WITH MY

CRAYONS AND DREAMS

THE WORLD HOLDS NOTHING NOW

JUST LET ME PUT MY FACE HIGH UP IN THE SUN

I DONT WANT TO ASK WHY OR HOW?



LEAVE ME BE

WITH MY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS

THAT MY SOULD CANNOT EXPLAIN

THE REASONS FOR THE SWIRLING MOODS

THE MELANCHOLY AND THE PAIN



JUST LEAVE ME BE

THIS WORLD SEEMS COLD

THIS PLANET DOES NOT SEEM LIKE MINE

A DESSERTED SOUL AND A BARREN HEART

....?



SONG 4



''artist for sale"



Hey everyone 'COME !buy my art'

let me wow with a song

Im oh so very tired of the sales pitch

now it just feels wrong



the carnival barker within me

seems now to have gone mute

its like lifting your lips to blow

but nothing comes out your flute.



that spunky salesgirl in the high top hat

shouts' step right up to my lair

sheis silenced now , is now a mute

she just doesnt give a care!



im done with this carnival

but what is next I say

ive fallen into melancholy

im soaked in it today.



dont ask me

one more question

please dont I just might spew

like a snake in the grass,

dont make me mad

or i just might bite you.

I might just hit you with my big shoe.



plese no more qeustions

i jsut dont care to say

what it is this artwork means

or what it might convey.



im tired  confused

weary and worn

dont tell me to smile. Im done

please go talk to the smiley clowns

theyre obviously far more fun.



Song 5



Write a bad song





LET ME WRITE SOME BAD SONGS

LET ME MAKE SOME UGLY ART

IT MATTERS NOT IF ITS GOOD OR BAD

WHAT MATTERS IS.. 'I START'.



IN THE STARTING AND THE DOING

THE INSPIRATION SOON WILL COME

SO I WILL START A BAD SONG

ILL EVEN MAKE IT DUMB :)



ILL JUMBLE DOWN SOME JIBBERISH

SOME WORDS THAT MAKE NO SENSE

ILL APPEAR TO HAVE NO SENSE OF GRACE

AND EVEN  BE QUITE DENSE



ITS ALL OK.ITS WHAT ILL DO

JUMPSTART MY TIRED BRAIN

ILL WRITE SOME SILLY LYMERICS

DOES THIS MEAN IVE GONE INSANE?



MY GOAL IS JUST TO FILL THIS BOOK

FILL THIS LOOSELEAF TO THE BRIM

WITH RHYMING PHRASE, WITHOUT MUCH THOUGHT

ILL JUST GO WITH MY WHIM.



THEY SAY TO SCALE A MOUNTAIN

IT STARTS WITH THAT FIRST STEP

NO USE STANDING ON THE DIVING BOARD

JUMPIN GIRL.



AND GET WET.



SO HERE I GO, MY FINGERS FLY

MY PEN WILL WRITE IT DOWN

MY GOAL IS NOT HEMINGWAY

I JUST WANT TO FEEL SOMETHING NOW.



NO JUDGMEENT OF MY WORDING

THE DOING IS THE JOY

SO NOW ILL END THIS REAL BAD SONG

SO SORRY IF IT ANNOYED.





SONG 6



WHEN YOU NEED MY LOVE THE MOST



ITS WHEN YOUR SCARED OR TIRED OR SAD OR LOW

THAT YOU NEED MY LOVE THE MOST

THEY SAY LOVE CAN HEAL  EVERY WOUND

SO COME TO ME NOW. i IMPLORE.



ITS WHEN YOUR HEART IS HEAVIEST AND YOUR FEELING FULL OF FEARS

THAT YOU NEED MY LOVE THE MOST MY CHILD

LET ME LOVE YOU THROUGH THOSE TEARS



LET ME CRADLE YOU MORE

EVEN THO YOU PUSH AWAY

LET ME SQUEEZE AND HOLD YOU TIGHT

LET ME NOW MORE THAN EVER SHOW

THAT YOU ARE WISDOM YOU ARE LIGHT.



ITS WHEN YOUR WOBBLY AND SHAKY

FEELING ALONE AND BLUE

THATS WHEN YOU NEED TO GRAB MY HAND

I PROMISE ILL BE HRE FOR YOU



YOU NEED ME MORE NOW THAN YOU DO OTHER DAYS

WHEN YOUR HEART IS FANCY FREE.

YOU NEED MY LOVE NOW SO LET ME COME IN

LET ME LOVE YOU.



IM HERE

TO STAY.



SONG 7



'tHE MALAISE

OF PEOPLE THESE DAYS'



Have you noticed the malaise

of people these days?



or is it just me?



have you noticed the sadness confusions and angst

or is it apathy?



the wars and the news shows

are there heros any more?

no more walter cronkites

the herois of yore?

where do we go with our sadness

what about the madness

the soldiers coming home with PTSD?



what do we say to our children?

or are we all beilderin?

How can we keep our sanity"



ive noticed its not just the middle class

or the west coast or the east?

I feel this sense of longing for belonging

is everywehre..

to say the least.





are we all in limbo?

lest drink some gin.

so maybe we'll forget



the helpless feelings , the shady dealings

the sighs of deep regret



can we make any sense

of dreams that are cold

is there any solid meaning

or should we just keep brathing and foace the fact

that we're just old.?



song 8



J.G.O.

(JUST GETTING OLD)



Im not saure what the casue is

for my unknown grouchy mooods.

my diagnosis was  lowthroid.

I have a crappy attitude?



ive got blubber in new places

my hairs greying.  oh its fun.

what other diagnosis? wel lets see....



Ive just begun!



Ive got unknown anxiety or I might be known as mad?

so this expalins my lethargy...

has YOUR day been this bad?



they call it J.GO.what is THATyou might inquire?

Just getting old equals JGO

and boy.... I get so tired!



My bones and hips are creaking

scoliosis in my back. its just a mild case

but when i walk.... i crack.



I have J.G.O. disorder

yep Just getting old thats me.

All my fun new ailments

Since Ive turned 53.





I  have degeneritive disc disease, weird veins , and menopause

low thryoid , hot flashes ,

hey now Ive just the blahs.



There are parts of me still hangin in,

my face hasnt drooped quiet yet

Ive got long unexplained hairs on my face and chin

gee how cute can i get?



My veins are popping out in places

that they never were

my ears have wax, its JGO!!

and my eyes are now a blur.



besides all this im still real thankful

that ive still got my charm

Ive got my mind which means alot

and I try to do no harm?



I forget my keys and where I parked

i run and get out of breath.

WELL this beats the alternative

a nursing home or death?



ITS J.GO. Just geting old

itll happen to us all

so lets just count our blessings

and love what weve got

lets go have a BALL!



Song 9



COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS



Ya gotta count your blessings

what your grateful for will grow

it is a scientific fact? I honestly dont know

if you look around and just see the good

more good witll then just flow.



this might seem simple

or silly or trite

to focus on tood stuff

but its your birthright.



the more you focus on whats going right

the more will go right for you

but if you get suck in the more of doubt

mor of that suff will come tgrue.



so deicde for yourself

what stuff do you want?

do you want more love or just more fear?

Its obviousl so start

by loving yourself

all that you need is right ere.



start with your breath

youre alive , thats  gooa stq4rt

your body parts are working, your liver, your heart



Now look out and around you

the sun in the sky

tonight the moon will rise above you

and you wont have to ask why.



just count all your blessings

it works just like a charm

if you want to feel joyful

it surely cant harm



so lest start today

its as simple as this

find the goodness around you

and you will find bliss



you can always find sadness

just turn on the news

thers war and thers sickness

[eoeple sining the blues.



SONG 10









uncertainty



These sure are uncertain times

the teens dont know if

theyll have a job after college

oh..will they turn to crime?



Will retirees have enough money saved

to keep roofs over their heads

or will they have to get 4 jobs

just to pay for meds?



Uncertainties abound

will our coutnry go to war?

Will there be a zombie apolcolypse

if youd prefer some gore.



Will our health just start to falter

will our friends leave us or stay

its all just so uncertain

so lets live for today.



Song 11



'PUT A FORK IN ME IM DONE'PUT A FORK IN ME



PLEASE  just leave me alone

I really dont think I can talk.

Just put me in the sun on a blanket by the lake

lay me face up on a rock.



I mightve  just now hit my limit

of talking to humans

and the lights are too bright

dammit please just go dim it.



IA man just asked 'how do you make this"

I said very carefully

please go awyyy

just let me BE.



I thought what I created

was to make people happy

maybe its not that at all



My heart feels so tired

my mind feels so numb

it could mean just stop

the time has come.



I dont get inspired

my apathy has overtaken me

put a fork in my Im done.



It used to be fun to talk about art

now all I want to do is?



Go away everybody

let me have peace

please no more questions

let them all cease.



If you dont understand it

just please walk away

Ive hit my limit

of idiots today.



I honestly cant fathom

how angry I feel

Am I living the wrong life

I just need to heal.



Leave me alone in the sun

on a rock

I honestly need QUIET.

I feel i cant talk.



My lips are now closed

its easy this way

No one can know

the pain today.



Ive been dreaming of lyrics

every night rhymes in my head.

Lymerics are dancing

tossing nightly in my bed.



Maybe its time for a new life

this ones run its course?

Im up agains the ?

even my voices become hoarse.



Please dont talk to me

Ive run out of words

Im all dried up

like a songless bird. or my words were never heard?



Im tired. Im restless

put a fork in me Im DONE

This used to be meaningful

used to be fun.



I honestly dont give a hoot

or what the masses say

the questions and comments they throw at me now

are empty

Ive kept them at bay.



YES I KNoW Im moody alot

just leave me alone. Im so tired

Yes Ive lost my charm and my fanciful style

I just want to get re inspired!



Im like a caged cow behind bars at the zoo

Stop staring at me people

or I might start to moo!



I just wnat to scream

or sing very lous songs

no more soft harps

to lull me along.



Please let me out

I want to go home

If I never talk again

look for me on the moon, where Ill roam.



No ones here to comfort this

or wipe all my tears

or tell me its ok

to fall into these fears.



I feel I need compassion

to know that Im ok

I love you my child the voice within speaks

Come to me now and stay.?



You are brave my little child

I love you. Really I do

YOur brave little one. Come to me now

and let ME just say I love you.



Rest here in my peace

let me whisper your name

I love you. I love you

YOu dont need the fame!



Im tired Im grouchy

hormonal and mean

I just want it all to stop!

Am I an evil queeen?



I love you I love you

Your a rock star. Its time

Your brave and your wondrous

Just keep up with these rhymes!



If I never say a word

Im just fine with that.

Please leave me alone

with my pen and my cat.



SONG 12. THE SHOW IS OVER



Im packing it all in

I feel more alive now

More so that when I begin.



Im done with this crap

Ive been finally let out. I can fly

Im no longer this caged bird

Now serve me some pie.



Ive always felt happier when

I was finally let out

its like 'Get this leech off of me'

Im joyful now no doubt.



I can now just be free

to creat what I please

No ideas can come to me here

leave me alone PLEASE



I feel Ive paid my dues

Ive sung the blues

Ive b=prayed down on my knees?



The same feeling I had

when I left the Streisand stage

Am I too old and intolerant now

or is it just my age?



Im done with the smiles

pretending its good

I can go back to my scowls now

Im misunderstood.



I loe how the shit can sometimes

lead me to good.

My friend Sam said how can contentment lead to a good song?



YOu need to feel the blues

or toke a little bong?



to feel your now inspired

could be why the pain is here

so you can feel the contrast

the love after the fear?



So count your blessings. ITS OVER

Now just let your brain run wild

Geg away from the sad enrgies

again be m y playful child.



They say that its time

from the oyster comes the pearl

Sometimes you have to lose your mind to find it.

Stay strong now little girl.



Song 13. BURN OUT



Maybe this chapter of my life is done

This selling of my art

its just....not very fun.



Small talk, dumb questions

or..Im just ignored

WOw Im brave

but also...quite bored?



I never loved mindless chit chat

it wasnt my skill

I just wanted to create

Now I just want to kill



If I hear 'Can I have your card"?

One more damm time

I might just not respond

like a deaf and dumb mime.



Please leave me alone

in the sun on a rock

Let me lay on my back

and dont make me talk.



Maybe Im jsut burnt out and tired

I miss my wide eyed awe

Is it time for a break

or just hang in with the blahs?



The sadness is deep and

is hard to express

A black hole of darkness

a confusion mad mess.



Its hard to convey it

or put in nice words

but a dense fogs set in

some might say absurd?



but it just now feels wrong

after years of hard work.

Has it come down to this

this mire and mirk?



I finally had my shit togehter

then POOF my art doesnt sell

SInce 1999 I tweakred and perfected it

WOW... now.....what the hell?



I know theres a perfect ebb and flow in nature.

Things grow and then they die

So maybe this is perfection

i shouldnt analyze or ask why?



Accept that whatever happens

is all just for the best

even if this art is 'over'

I might just NEED a rest!



So even the confusions

and all the mysteries

can be embraced even tho you have no clue

just trust, have faith and believe

that in the mire dreams can come true.



It might look like just one big question

but beauty can be in NOT having a plan

even tho the road seems shaky

on your fet might be where you land!



Song 14- WEIRD CHILD



My mom used to say when I was a child

Why do you act so weird?

When company comes over you always take a hike

YOu just want to go....just LEAVE!



You seem to be at a  loss for words

in lardger parties and stuff.

but on the stage your sturdy and believed.

but when your done 'enough is ENOUGH!'



Your a weird child

an enigma..

and happier alone

"Leave me alone with my coloring books' youd say

where my c reative juuices can be honed!



Leave me alone with my guitar and my books

dont even open my door

Leave me a lone dont bug me tonight

honestly all yor talk is a bore.





This is where Im happeist

I can let my imagination fly

with colors and shakpes and scissors and clay

my instincts can now come alive.



Maybe this WEIRDNESS is just what makes me

the wondrous child I am

The awkward feelings are WHY

I turned out to be quite a ham?



Song 15- 'CANT BE TOO HAPPY(to write a great song?



My friend said you cant write a great song

if your happy and content or gay

Its the angst and the sadness that givess it life

No polyanna shit today!



I might have lost my tolerance for humans

cats are ok..theyre my speed.



Good and water a roof and a bed

that really could be all I need



This sure feels new

zero desire to be with my art.

Im like a snake in the grass

Touch me wrong and my tongue might dart.



I have such a low tolerance

for small talk. NO SOUNDS!

but give me a new song to learn

I can turn it around.



Leave me alone while I have my yearly breakdown

I know its a breakthrough though.



'I never claimed..'



I never claimed I wasnt crazy.

I never said I wasnt odd.



I know that Im not lazy

Not sure if thers a god.



I know I can be volatile

my moods can really swing.



I cant hide my exasperation

I just feel EVERYTHING.



I never said i was easy

to deal with me is tough



I know I can really take a lot

Until I say "ENOUGH!'.



Song 16- 'THIS MOMENT"



This moment is all there is

relish it. Be silly my child.



Love the silliness I love it all

Be crazy. Be wild.



I love you for all your mooods.

If you dont love you ..who will?

I love you no matter what you do

You are my child. YOu always will be

no matter what you say or do.



Song 17- 'POKED IN THE EYE'



It MIGHT be more fun to get poked in the eye..

than to answer one more damm thing



It might be more fun to get slugged . Its no lie..

Let me just sit here and.sing.



I think Id rather be in a large pack of wolves

than to deal with these ignorant slugs.



Please oh please beam me out of here scotty

Ironically Im no longer on drugs.



I think Id rather be eaten by bees

than to thinkl my hard works come to THIS?



Being stared at and glared at, ignored and spit on

Gee ...now isnt this bliss??



SONG 18- BRAIN NUMB



Has my brain gone numb

Have I lost my mind?



Do I need a break

to just stop...unwind?



Is this part of the plan

to feel my bones go limp?



Is this a freaky curse?

am I a brave ole wimp?



Is my life a blob

am I just a mess?



or am I in anew phase

Am I really just blessed?



Have I lost my zest

has my mojo dried?



Am I out of steam

are my brain cells fried?



Do I just need time

for my mind to heal?

This year of woe

has made my heart turn steel.



I dont have one tea

Im an empty shell

Is this all there is?

Or am I doing well.







Song 19- JULIE ANDREWS(MY MUSE?)



Jule Andrews cant sing anymore

she just up and lost her voice

Some say its a pity

WOW.its a shame

when it really just wasnt her choice.



The doctor said 'Julie..no more singing'

she moaned out, 'why me?'

but after years of severe self pity

she started writign childrens books

and now she is.... free.



She knew she just had to express now

her voice was now coming from the pen

not the notes from her mouth

but the lines on the page

she felt joy and aliveness again.



Its hard to explain to a novice

who is not a creator, as such

but when creative expression

is stifled..

your soul will just miss it so much.



SO Just like Julie Andrews

found a new way to sing

If your blocked on your path

you never know... what it will bring.



A POEM A DAY



A poem a day

even if Im not in the mood

'JUST DO IT' Nike says'dont sit there and brood



Just take out the paper,

dont think, just begin

Doesnt matter...?

SIN?



'the only jew in sevier county'



THE ONLY JEW IN sEVIER COUNTY?



Today I went walkin in sevierville

walkin down to the old corner store

LOOK 'its Aunt Bee?

and Gomer and Goober

they are smiling at the front door?



Im exaggerating some

but its funny..

that  a ewish girl landed  down here?

Its a long story so i wont bore you

lets just say 'It might bring you a tear'/



I wonder if Ive been transported

to another dimension?

Theres one good thing tho

theres really no pretention.



These simple folk on their white porch swing

say that lifes uncomplicatid

They dont need a thing.



Theeir goals are not much

little stuff in their brains

Am I just a bit jealous

Do I long for the plain?



These kinfok around here

like this snotnosed loud child

So diametrically opposed to my..

big city whiles.



What am I doing here

WHEN can I go

Is this Gods cruel joke

My rage just might blow.



To be continued.



CLEVER



They say 'your so clever'

Yep CLEVER thats me.



Do you make all this artwork

Nope I buy it online

..for a nominal fee!? (DUH)



What is it you make here?

We just Dont get what you do.

I am longing to say

'Go away or just SHOOO!".



I know you dont get it

you dont comprehend

so just walk on by now

let this misery end.



I sit and I wait here

A clever soul might walk in?

Thats what Im hopin

that the sales can BEGIN'



But what if the masses

just dont have a clue

and nonone walks in here

Then what will I do?



Will my type of human

ever find me

Will my fat cats get fed now

Im brrave.yep You see



I feel like the black sheep

in a big herd of white.

I just need some good sleep now

so Ill just say GOOD NIGHT.



FIND A PLACE



WIll I ever find a place to sing?

Will my music find purpose at all?

or will I drown in this country western town

and finally hit the brick wall?



I used to sing a song called 'SOmehwere'

Somehwere there IS a place

WHo knows where it is

but I do know this isnt a race.



Tony Bennett is truly my hero

His old age has not sloed him down

His grey hairs are just 'Wisdom highlights'

I rarely see that man wear a frown.



My friends say that ages just a number

WHo knows why the lessons are learned

maybe this time ill sing with more passion.

This stime my stripes have been earned.



The last time I wrote a long poem

was way back in 1995.

It got me thru a painful rue

and I barely made it out alive.



Will I ever sing with feeling

or will this sadness go on

I hope and I pray it will end soon

that Ill finally have my new dawn.



I really want time to rehears all my songs

to sit down and play my guitar.

I need time to focus on music right now

not shlepping my art in the car!



II long to sit still now

strum some new chords

to see what comes out on the page.

Please this I ask

I just feel its my turn

does the urgency come with my age?



Am I falling apart or coming together?



Am I falling apart or coming together?

The two seem to be quite at odds

but I honestly ask this great question



T be continued...



'MY NEXT NERVOUS BREAKDOWN'



I NEED TO PLAN MY NEXT NERVOUS BREAKDOWN

RIGHT NOW I JUST DONT HAVE THE TIME

IM TOO BUSY RUNNING IN CIRCLES

PAYING THE BILLS NOW

SO IS THAT A CRIME?



DO I NEED TO WRITE IT DOWN IN MY SCHEDULE?

TO FREAK OUT OR STARE AT THE SKY/

TO CONTEMPLATE MY NAVEL OR SLEEP IN ALL DAY

TO ASK QUESTION LIKE 'WHEN, WHERE OR WHY?



I DONT HAVE TIME FOR MY

NEXT NERVOUS BREAKDWON

IM WRAPPED UP

MAKING ART FOR A SHOW

AND NOW I HAVE TO MEDICATIONS

TO EASE THE MALAISE AND THE WOE



SO MAYBE MY NEXT NERVOUS BREAKDWON

WILL BE NEXT THURSDAY OR FRIDAY WHO KNOWS?

ILL SURE BE EVER SO THANKFUL

..HEY THATS LIFE..AND THATS HOW IT GOES?





ARTIST FOR HIRE



OHH TO BE A HOUSEWIFE

JUST SIT AT HOME DRINKING TEA.

AND DUSTING AND MOPPING

AND MAKING THE MEALS

SOUNDS QUITE RELAXING TO ME.



IT SEEMS REAL REFRESHING

ANY TAKERS OUT THERE?

ARTSIT FOR HIRE

BRING ME INTO YOUR LAIR.



I COULD ENTERATIN YOU AT NIGHT

WITH A DITTY FOR YOU

PLAY MY GUITAR AND SING LOVE SONGS

TILL MIDNIGHT OR TWO?



I COULD DRAW YOU SOME PICTURES OR

SCULPT YOU SOME CLAY

ARTIST FOR HIRE. I CAN BE THERE TODAY.



ARTIST FOR HIRE

GOES TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER?



ARTIST FOR HIRE

MAKE AN OFFER



DONT KID HER.



ARTIST FOR SALE?



HEY 'come buy my art'. let me wow you with song.

She's so very tired but you can come sing a long.



the carnival barker within me seems to have gone mute

its like lifting your lips to blow...

but nothing comes out your flute.



that spunky salesgirl in her hightop hat

'step right up let me delight you with charm'

seems silenced now

and just wants her cat.



She's done with this carnival life

but what can she say?

She's fallen into melancholy

She's soaking in it today.



dont ask her one more question

please dont. She just might spew.

like a snake in the grass ,who will bite your ass

or she might

hit you with her big shoe.



PLEASE just please no more questions

she could care less what you all say

what it is, or what it means

or what her art conveys.



she's tired and confused, so now let her be.

take your comments and your words

and throw them in the sea
.





'gIVE ME MY BLANKET'



GIVE ME A PLACE TO REFRESH MY BRAIN NOW

PLEASE DO IT SOON

I WANT TO WRITE AND SING LOUD.



MY FUZZY SOFT BLANKET PULLED OVER MY HEAD

LET ME REST HERE TONIGHT

IN THIS SOFT COZY BED.

.

A CAT DRAPED ACROSS ME

PURRING WILDLY WITH SMILES

THIS PLACE IS MY SOLACE

A ROBE IS MY STYLE.





The "M" POEM

by Michelle Monet





Once again here I am Michelle Monet Mingling with the Masses..Moving on with the Merriment..it sure is Maddening and sometimes Melancholy that I am still Malcontent..Maladjusted or just Merely Misunderstood!? So Many Mixed Messages???..... at times its Mesmorizing to Me.

It Must be my Mission to Mourn (in a Mature Manner of course) My Masochistic. and at times Mercilessly Mixed Up Life. Maybe the Massive amounts of Melodies I'm writing will help me Mend?

You know Men dont Move Me Much anymore! I've had Many Men..(too Many to Mention) but Mainly I know that I Must live in a Much More Meanigful Manner!! Moreover...I believe that finding the Meaning of My Maladies Might very well be My Main Mission these days.

Most of My Memories are Made up of Misfortunes..It is so Mysterious to Me..The Message here May be that I am a Mistress of Many Muses!!

I know I have been Manipulated, Manipulative, Maneuvered and attempted to be Managed.. in Many ways..but always in the Midst of the Malaise I was never Malicious nor Mean. (Mysterious Maybe) Misguided certainly..

It is a Myth that I am some sort of Mystical Musician..(although I do write Many Melodies about Moons!) I have always been sort of a Magnet to the Macabre..or the Morose: Yes Maam..It May be that I have gotten a Massive amount of Mileage out of My Misery!!!

If you Must know..I have Meditated, Medicated, and worn Many Masks..I have Meandered Many Millions of Miles (it seems) from Moscow to the Majestic Mountains of Denver, to Montreal and even the Mayhem of Manhattan!! I have definitely Maximized My Martyrdom at times.

I have been Made up to be a Mannequin to Mesmorize the Masses. Its amazing to me what a Magician Ive been, Molding Myself from a "Meager Model" to quite a Majestic Miss..wearing Mounds of Makeup! The Mission?? TO Make Money!! My oh My..a Monetary Melodrama.

I was Married to a Materialistic..Macho-acting, Mean spirited and Militaristic Mistake of a Man who's Main Motivation was Money..(not Meager amounts Mind you..but Massive amounts was his Main Motivation!)

I did somehow Maneuver My way out of this Maddening Mediocrity though..Mind you I might have Mentioned My Main Melancoly..which Most definitely is Mediocrity. It has always Made Me Mad. Or it Might be the many Misguided, Maniacal Men I've already Mentioned.

If I were Marooned on Mars I would surely want to be Mingling with a Most Magnificent Mentor..to help Me to Maximize My Musical Mind! Or maybe I would have a Miraculous Metamorphosis??? (A Meaningful Marriage to a Monogomous Martian might be the thing!)

"I've already Made up My Mind"!" I Moan to those many who still try to Monopolize Me with questions..I know I have a Massive amount of Musical Material..some Marginal and some May be Masterpieces!..but Most Might be in the Middle....

In My lifetime I have caused Much Mischief. I have been Miserly...Miserable..and at times ....Magnificent!!! (I've even had my Mom Meddle in some of My Many Messes..)

I've Memorized a Major amount of Medleys in My life..and Ive even Made it into a Major Magazine.. (What a Mockery!!) But..I never even Managed to get a Measly Mansion out of the deal..Man oh Man..

Even Michael My hairdresser this Monday Morning was Manipulating My Mane as I was Manifesting this Montage of Muse and he Mentioned that I Might just be in Mourning..or possibly Mending? (I had just Moaned about how Many times My Mane had been Mangled in the past) Mercy Me!

For many Months now I have been told to Mind My Manners..be Mature..but Maybe Im just too MELODRAMATIC!!

So..

before I Mangle these Meager Metaphores anymore please...

Make Me a Mellow Maritini..and Make Mine with



MARSHMELLOWS!!





































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