I am not the sham of slam I am not the crap of rap I am not art grant speakism And I'll never be any of that I am but a simple man With my blood and tears and sweat I don't compromise with seductive lies And I'm not too impressed with threats Give me truth and honesty Don't run it by slick and fast Face to face grace to grace Show me that love that'll last Neils 7:21 pm 10/26/2004
Let us gather our back packs and tools Let us hone our intelligence and skills Let us not be the useful idiot fools That as they lay in their beds are killed Let us rise up with the sun Let us stalk the night with the moon Let us our good works get done For soon we will be singing the Swords bloody tune Neils 4:53 am 06/15/2011
I've got dogs
In my back yard
Woderful dogs
Medium sized dogs
That run around and play
And jump about
Dogs that want to go inside
Unless they're there
And then
They want to go back out....
Neils
11:07 am
11/07/2001
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transcribed this time
11:38 am
07/08/2009
N....again
posted by neilsthepoet @ 9:35 AM
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