Rhymes For Trying Times

Sky Pirates
by Jay Reynolds

It begins at dawn,
silver jets spraying satan's spawn

Soon the sky is filled
we might all be killed

EDB jelly, goo and cobwebs
polyester resin, get under the bed!

Eyes are throbbin', throat is sore
it's the devil's mark on my door

Remote control jets, phallus hung low
go so fast, look so slow

Cobwebs fill the air, it's just not fair
did you get them in your hair?

'trails spread out,
went on c-span to shout

Got cut off, it's no use
our people must take the abuse

 

 

"The Guiding Light"
By Grandma Beth

Un-chemtrail me
by Jay Reynolds

Over the land
Over the sea
are contrails hurting me?

Lines in the sky
I can't tell what's on high
just vapors passing by?

Are people getting ill?
should I buy a pill?
Can I really trust Will?

I've always believed
but never perceived
have I been deceived?

If I knew the facts
that are behind these acts
maybe there's a way back

It dwells inside me
it can set me free
the truth is there to see

UNMARK MY SKY
UNSORE MY THROAT
UNCHEMTRAIL ME

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Contrails form up in the sky
Grandma in 747 looks down from on high

 

True believer sees chemtrails in the scene
Grandma opens her in-flight magazine

-Jay Reynolds

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Both Sides Now

by Joni Mitchell

Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air
and feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way.
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone.
So many things I would have done but clouds got in my way.

I've looked at clouds from both sides now,
from up and down, and still somehow
it's cloud illusions I recall.
I really don't know clouds at all.

Moons and Junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel
as every fairy tale comes real; I've looked at love that way.
But now it's just another show. You leave 'em laughing when you go
and if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away.

I've looked at love from both sides now,
from give and take, and still somehow
it's love's illusions I recall.
I really don't know love at all.

Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say "I love you" right out loud,
dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I've looked at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange,
they shake their heads, they say I've changed.
Something's lost but something's gained in living every day.

I've looked at life from both sides now,
from win and lose, and still somehow
it's life's illusions I recall.
I really don't know life at all.

 

 

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