Wicked Rhyme

Sunday  11.10 am

The ambulance rocked, but the crisp hospital bed was a welcome permutation from my recent episode and the professionalism administered was dramatic but soothing primarily.  But the doctors implement looked disturbingly piercing and his sobriety perturbed me, not to mention his dirty fingernails and chronic halitosis.  Then the revelation of flies in the wards cavities bruised any ebbing confidence in their hygiene policies.  My thoughts meandered capriciously whilst under sedation and a rhyme grazed my twisted mind once again........

Alone In Megatone

I woke up this morning, alone
hence crashed out of my bunker, alone
I revolved in my bathroom, alone
then slumped over the bog well, alone
like a despondent puppet, alone
there I cracked funny faces, alone
to beguile my position, alone
a malady evoked me, alone
had to buzz with persistance, alone
but I met no assistance, alone
So succumbed like some cripple, alone
at a Bacchanals tipple, alone
I looked far from appealling, alone
I was rockin' n' reelin'  alone
both my nostrils were bleeding
as I writhed like a stripper, alone
the damn phone started ringing
so I mumbled and fumbled, alone
to preserve recognition, alone
of my a sad disposition, alone
I endeavored with purpose, alone
'cross the sparsely lit hallway, alone
and descended the cellar, alone
past a solitary figure, alone
that incessantly taunts me
on consecutive Sundays, alone
so I grasped the receiver, alone
and requested an answer, alone
and demanded an answer, alone
and suggested an answer, alone
but was met by some pervert, alone
commandeering crude action, alone
for his own satisfaction, alone
so I dropped the receiver
'cause I'm not a believer
Then ascended the stairway, alone
as my heart started racing, oh no
my left arm started tingling, oh no
now in pain I was pacing, alone
my demise I was facing, alone
and my head started spinning, oh no
I located the kitchen, alone
where I took medication, alone
with a glass of cold water, alone
then a cup of cold coffee, alone
then two more cups of coffee, alone
and a big piece of toffee, alone
I was sweating profusely, alone
so I peeled off to launder, alone
but first drew back the curtains
so the good Lord could see me, alone
he'd disperse me or bless me, alone
but I noticed him sniggering, alone
and his angels were giggling, alone
'cos my neighbours were swinging, alone
so I quickly retreated, alone
I felt chaff and mistreated, oh no
I'd been savagely beaten, alone
I was asked to be seated, alone
by Jehovah's depletives, alone
so sat back and reflected, alone
alone......alone......alone

What  makes a great Album? 

( Great Lyrics?   /  Brilliant Production? 

Interesting Vocals?  /  Packed with Quality Tracks?  )

Kaya -  Bob Marley
Pipers At The Gates Of Dawn  - Pink Floyd
Thriller  -  Michael Jackson
Nevermind  -  Nirvana
Jagged Little Pill  -  Alanis Morrissette
Hatful of Hollow  -  The Smiths 
Never  Mind The B*llocks  -  Sex Pistols 
The Kick Inside  -  Kate Bush 
The Calypso King Of Trinidad  - The Mighty Sparrow
Sergeant Pepper  -The Beatles  
Stars  -  Simply Red
Automatic For The People  -  R.E.M.   
Feeding of the Five Thousand & Stations of the Crass (EPs)  -  Crass 
The Velvet Underground & Nico
Hunky Dory  -  David Bowie
Indiscreet  -  Sparks 
Revolver  -  The Beatles
Transformer  -  Lou Reed
Tormato  - Yes
Rattus Norvegicus  -  The Stranglers

Do You Agree............if Not..........Why Not?

Funny Or What?

Confusion

Mr. Smith goes to the doctor's office to collect his wife's test results.

The lab tech says to him, "I'm sorry, sir, but there has been a bit of a mix-up and we have a problem. When we sent the samples from your wife to the lab, the samples from another Mrs. Smith were sent as well and we are now uncertain which one is your wife's. Frankly, that's either bad or terrible."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, one Mrs. Smith has tested positive for Alzheimer's disease and the other for AIDS. We can't tell which is your wife."

"That's terrible! Can we do the test over?" asked Mr. Smith.

"Normally, yes. But you have an HMO, and they won't pay for these expensive tests more than once."

"Well, what am I supposed to do now?"

"The HMO recommends that you drop your wife off in the middle of town. If she finds her way home, don't sleep with her."

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