Thanks for listening, liking, sharing, subscribing. My voice. Like? Poem in video is in this comment. Best Love, David Empty Crown or Huck Finn Ain’t Got No Fear Tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear The night’s been long 400 years World’s drunk too many prophet tears Morning sun burns our eyes and our pirate alibis So, Tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear They’re burning books they’re banning songs Theres no more fun drag sing alongs Little children chopping sides of beef In Upton’s Jungle so that we can eat Black history’s a magic trick Great public schools sold to hedge fund pricks A million gods a million faiths Only your’s is true if you scrunch your face So, tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear Tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear We’re all Strangers in a Strange Land Heinlein Smith sharing water with Gillian No freedom for me none for ewes They stole the right for us ewes to choose I tilt my head at Twain and frown I say, “Damn their worthless empty crowns” Twain sits on down and stares at me His eyes say, “What?” his mind says, “Free” So, tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear Jim, you and me talk and smile walking quiet mile by mile When we get there we’ll dive and be in river wide brown Mississippi No expectations, no real relations no names, just celebrations Without the hate, faith and guns Without the Yahtzee rhyme Jim, you and me sinking in into cool water we’re born again into our dreams brand new unknown swept up and floating life’s sweet groan So, tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear Tip us over take our phones We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones Or take us anywhere like here We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear ~David Burgin (c) 2021/2023 .
Thanks for listening, liking, sharing, subscribing. My voice. Like? Poem in video is in this comment. Best Love, David
Empty Crown
or
Huck Finn Ain’t Got No Fear
Tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
The night’s been long 400 years
World’s drunk too many prophet tears
Morning sun burns our eyes
and our pirate alibis
So, Tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
They’re burning books they’re banning songs
Theres no more fun drag sing alongs
Little children chopping sides of beef
In Upton’s Jungle so that we can eat
Black history’s a magic trick
Great public schools sold to hedge fund pricks
A million gods a million faiths
Only your’s is true if you scrunch your face
So, tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
Tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
We’re all Strangers in a Strange Land
Heinlein Smith sharing water with Gillian
No freedom for me none for ewes
They stole the right for us ewes to choose
I tilt my head at Twain and frown
I say, “Damn their worthless empty crowns”
Twain sits on down and stares at me
His eyes say, “What?” his mind says, “Free”
So, tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
Jim, you and me talk and smile
walking quiet mile by mile
When we get there we’ll dive and be
in river wide brown Mississippi
No expectations, no real relations
no names, just celebrations
Without the hate, faith and guns
Without the Yahtzee rhyme
Jim, you and me sinking in
into cool water we’re born again
into our dreams brand new unknown
swept up and floating life’s sweet groan
So, tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
Tip us over take our phones
We’re Mark Twain’s rolling stones
Or take us anywhere like here
We’re all Huck Finn ain’t got no fear
~David Burgin
(c) 2021/2023
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