Saturday, March 19, 2011

Minnesota's Dark Eyes with Writchristo

Author Christo Strom
Sole Owner of Orange Race Card Angels
Head of Angel Promotions


Minnesota's Dark Eyes with Writchristo

There once was a state named Minnesota.
It had a nickname for being " nice "
It had borders with states named Dakota
It had a history of creating wild rice.

It had sports teams for every season and town
It had Nightlife for when the sun went down
It had Ten Thousand Lakes with fish in the streams
But darkness closed in round the Twin City dreams

The drugs and the guns " ...are not in this town!"
We only sell high grade beef by the pound
And pork and corn and lutefisk tools
But darkness laughed and cried out " You Fools!"

Darkness exclaimed, " Look at the light I've stolen from you!"
Your governments are floundering with leaders who lie.
Most of them elected just wimper and cry.
It's way past smelling like an old Pig sty.

Back to the drugs, oh wait I forgot.
Cocaine, Meth and that gateway drug Pot.
The guns on the street could arm a huge army.
All courtesy of the illegal Pharmy.

You've got under fed chemists who rattle your brain
Look at Charlie Sheen, completely insane.
Oh wait Charlie's on the West Coast no need to worry.
Relax, it's ok, you'll just wait for the jury

Why oh why would I write unkind words
I'd rather be eating deep fried cheese curds
Oh yeah now I remember the darkness exclaimed
I have great power, with fortune and fame.

Given to me by people insane as it sounds
Who drink like a fish, and smoke crack by the pounds
Who are these low life scum you ask while you burn
As another young life is snuffed and put in an urn

It used to be To Be or Not to Be, that is the question
Now kids are on a quest called 2ce
2ce or not 2ce, As darkness spreads its wicked wings
A crying daughter, a father less child, DEATH STINGS.

So Ten Thousand Lakes cannot stop the floods.
The gangs from LA, Chicago , New York
For as the Lightning strikes and the thunder rolls,
With Warlocks and Gangsters and useless trolls

Wake up Wake up Spring time is here.
Old Man Winter has left, look a flower in bloom.
Global Warming is fake, Japan's on the moon
I'm going back to bed, wake me in June

Nobody reads this shit anyways right?

Respectfully in Truth

Christo Strom
Sole Owner of Orange Race Card Angels
Head of Angel Promotions
















No comments:

Post a Comment