Musings ....

Let's do that one wants Let's do that thing with a magic wand Let's create that rhyming poem Let's create tall big great thing Let's paint a picture palette Let's twist some rhyme with mallet Let the mind free, should it wander Let it walk and roam yonder Let's walk past art of nature Let's feed hungry shoal of creature Let's save penny, a dime or two Let's spend what ain't mine too For good and bad that exists together for best friends they have sweared to be they flourish when cared, apart they die let's have a piece of both, be free No salvation in honest death No salvation for devilish deeds What we do, a balanced beam supports each side, makes equal thee Let's commit a sin or two Then guilt then drink then lie in din Let's then help soul that needs help one screams in street, shouts and yelps Blessed is who points pin of beam to sky it points, supports sin and good don't brood commit a sin o...

The name, usually, is the most thought out word given to a new born, usually, by its mother and father or is a dominated choice of either one of them. The problem or a minor conflict stems from the point –when a random party, who in a habit of playing the part of dominatrix or a domineer, ignores all possible outcomes of all the individuals that matter in the family. Their age and suggested names are proportional to archaic nomenclature that shows in the final derivation of the names blurted. Such names, in the name of lord, are cussed and resented by the name bearers each day. Their school turns out to be a reeking nightmare, with children constantly picking on them and calling twisted name calls. Their form filling exercise is a ruddy rotting sweet tart that leaves, each time, a sour taste on their tongue. Sometimes the boxes desirous of filing names are in dearth, while at others, spelling mistake of name of self, creates blunder. It is a sonorous theme of every ho...