Phil Kellogg

My love is an angel
Her hair silky smooth
As soft as her heart
For her love I'ld crawl to the moon
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Today is the day
To party and smoke
To think of a new way
To have a midnight toke
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The rainy, watery day
Frolicking in the bleeding sky
'Haha', we say
Playing with my murder butterfly
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Your body against mine
The feeling is extacy
Thoughts are going through my mind
Of only you and me
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Stickfigures hide in the dark
In pens and pencils
Clouded by paper
Waiting to leave their mark
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Some words are hard to say
The words of truth and guilt
The words of love and lies
Some make you cry and laugh
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I is a moose
My kid are goose
She makes me want noose
String not be very loose
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Inside our brain
Everything is a game
Things are insane
To wild to be tame
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Freedom in our land
Means peace from our hand
Safety with our brothers
Protecting our lovely mothers
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I feel so very lonely
Secluded from everything
By myself with only me
I don't feel like a human being
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Give me the night that made it all wrong
That all started off, with a hit of the bong
Give me a bowl of that green, sticky weed
That gave me all that I need
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It's this feeling in my chest
That can't make me feel depressed
Makes me wanna hold you
Yes baby it's true
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You ae my sweet apple pie
My day in the night
The sun in my sky
The strength when I fight
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Liberty with the Retro Underground
Tough as the hounds
Of Hell, free love
Put us high above
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Dark as the night, deadly quiet
Hiding in the brush
So fat he needs two diets
Stealthily he can rush
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I thought I would write you a poem
It didn't have to rhyme or not
So I'll be mixing it up a lot
It would have no rythme or flow
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Strike the flint
Once, twice, three times
the spark catches
The tinder smolders
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It's been three whole months now
3 months since I've seen her face
3 months since I've heard her voice
3 months since I've breathed in her scent
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