Woodbridge Publishers ~ ~ vagabond poet
There is only one truth
A book of Songs yet Unsung The Vagabond Poet
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excerpt from: Our Elbows are Up
Our elbows are up, it’s time to take a stand
We don’t like this talk about, you taking our land
We can see it coming, it’s easy to understand
We smile through our teeth, and watch how hard you land
We sold our wheat to Russia, they need a helping hand
We let our lumber and our timber, go over to Japan,
China gets the Graphite, and the Nickel in the ground
And we’ll shut off that pipeline, and keep our oil around.
And when the weather it turns cold, the leaves have all turned brown
Our thoughts turn to our second home, somewhere further south
But now we’ve got our elbows up, we have hatched another plan
It’s the nonstop to Havana, and we’re dancing in the sand.
Our elbows are up, but here we have a plan
If we become a state, then it’s open to the man
Who wants to run for president, we’ll take over their land
We’ll double all their taxes, and make metric take a stand.
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excerpt from : The New Russian War
I do not care about your politics, opinions make me gag.
It's the art of an honest business deal
That’s the breeze that blows my flag.
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The function of the artist is to disturb. His duty is to arouse the sleepers, to shake the complacent pillars of the world. He is the agitator, a disturber of the peace-- quick, impatient, positive, restless and disquieting.
He is the creative spirit working in the soul of man
Norman Bethdune
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