A Pleasant Valley Sunday….albeit Lyrically. Hey did…nah it’s ok. This Is Called Fools Mate In None. I guess it’s by Roger F then

Suffer for Supper, cold soup in the cold scenario even for the old age pensioner

Yo mans sell the world pieces to one and all

Peace was quite lovely before we had to define it

Question by inferior Peace-and-fish-hating arrogance

Led to they say its self knowledge

Some self effacing, understanding

Shit only exists before it is defined

Before that it’s only an experience

What are the rules of this game, master?

Fuck

Flinch

This is oddly reminisent of our neighbour Jeremy

All 100 billion tonnes of him

Always questioning ya

Learn from ya when u don’t really want ‘em to

Why u don’t know, instinct

U possibly reptilian, 

Imagine a budgie in a crocodile mouth

Harder to shift than one trillion tonnes of ganja

Plus the cheap snout

Little lyrical consistency

Cos  I didnt rhyme for a while, check the HD

Defrag so often the nodes wore smooth

Thought that there were a connection, forsooth

So all hail and hark

My man Timmy makes sandwiches in the dark

Then gets high in the park

That is when he’s out of gattaca

Liberally punished big for completing Galaga

Yo aliene help us in wars, cuz

They feel so sorry for us

Looking down on us, so we resemble ants

As we look down on ants

They like humid sure killing themselves quick

Life distilling like water in ya drink,

Washing blood off they hands and shit

Still it sails away in the sink

Yo where does faeces go after Im done on the toilet?

What sewer? 

A likely coincidence, its true, nobody seems to know

Now homeboy the ET on earth, like I am it

We know homie on it when he’s on it

Three corners has my hat

Yo live ladies like that, appreciated

For the sake enrol em in finishing school

New Comption, well they say that from LA

La what?

La maybe u mancunian

Lol

Elderly like me know that lol

Used to entail 

Lots of love

For real

Im internationally know

To get no valentine

Intergalactically known, likesay

One of the recognised things

In the whole Milky Way!

Black hole in the middle, unlikely

Unlikely like life manifest in the first place

An accident, I got sent to earth for punishment purpose

Shit weird

Maybe we owe Life a Living

Maybe i’ll contact the Ombudsman

This consent thing got knots in ropes

Rape, then…….nah fuck it, tired

If im free why can’t I smoke inside

Im going out with the intro in mind

Or keep it light?

Reset my mind with deadly nicotine, aight, 

My assailants use flashy sticks reglulary

To forget, so there’s no proof

No uni, so no family stick

Reside, maintain, assemble, endure, complain, 

Some might say im better than Eminem

Remember from the eternal

Guided by the certain death terminator servers

Like Pete Sampras

2 first serves

2 protect and Serve, maybe a Tennis thing

Nick the balls so they reduced to miming

Put on hard techno for interpretation

Head Techno, death techno

Street Deity cos peeps get nervous when I talk God

God, which god called god God?

God did

U I’ll, God’s Iller

Godzilla

Peace

Roger F 12th feb 2023

Verse Two

Been informed Format is letting me down

Well its not like I can rhyme until dawn

Notes file, accessed illegally, used as Super Bowl Porn

Now its worth Nothing

Worth Knowing, Rog King, cos he’s no-one

What’s he gonna do, complain? Poor Darling

Been going on for too long

Football rarely involving feet At All

Communication for the Community

My language ripped away and hindered me, stymied

Cos i’m presented an obstacle

Shanghaied like in La La Land

A Geordie in Sunderland

An excession, like the prodigal son, an excess implies Rejection

Too Much for Who? Cant you increase your Cloud Storage

I shoulda stayed in Norwich

The Bank, NR1, go crazy, go to the Grads Bar

Bet Jess gets nervous on Sundays, are you here to dump me?

Or are you perhaps in love with H?

Compton Arcology, yo R, you mad, staring at a wall

brings..huh imagine that

My wall brings a peace offer from ?

My Response not on your caffeine bomb

So ill get hated on 

Roger Francis 2014

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Author: Roger Francis AKA rog@littleandromeda.com Android

Musician, Artist, Writer. Telepath. Psychic. Schizophrenic. Auteur. Cat Lover. Cheap, Seedy Quality. Undiagnosed For The Truest State. Happy. Free. Poor. Weird. Eccentric. Single. R. That’s R Hippy, in a PICU

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