"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to my show," said a female stage medium. She was on the stage of a  small theatre somewhere in Melbourne
"I am Kelly Anne Cross, I am here to entertain you tonight," said the stage medium.
"Hope she does well! It was nice your dad giving her his theatre for the night," said Liz Alexander the wife of the theatre's owner's son.
"Yes me too," said her husband Lance.
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Put a cork in the crazy

I already put one in the wall

Put a cork in the crazy

Before it comes for us all

Put a cork in the crazy

Or it will creep out everywhere

Put a cork in the crazy

Cuz you know they will all stare

Put a cork in the crazy

Keep it plugged up nice and tight

Put a cork in the crazy

Even tho it feels so right

Put a cork in the crazy

Now, don't...

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Money is the soul to reach a goal 
It is the tool to play a role
But if you're miser or a poor 
No way to live happy and cool 

Luck is the wing across future 
but work is the core of the creature
To be strong even no wing 
Keep your effort to win the venture 

Poor & rich, should also search 
Money everywhere, we must fetch 
the only lazy .. also crazy 
Forever, no goa...

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You stare. 
Thinking isn’t your game, anymore.
Wait for the next reflex to barge in.

Stare.

PC: unknown.

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Deep seated boredom and frustration
Grinding at my begrudged concentration
Slowly I watch my brain cells die
And slowly I can’t be bothered to try
My mind’s enraged like an animal caged
Today is another one of those days
Five in fact like a boiling pot
With the lid on while I keep getting hot
In my mind I overflow
In ways I couldn’t let them know
I contain an explosion of colours and wor...

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You deny the truth that you love.

You deny the truth that you’re insane. 

You deny the truth that you’re murdering your inner self.

You deny the truth that you want the unthinkable, 

cos you know you’re crazy

and you don’t mind.

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“Got 10p for a cup of tea?”

“If you show us where you can get one for that price,

I'll give you a quid”

He never did...

Irregular Apocalypse.

Lonely and irksome.

The bitter glow of jaundice

tears at society's rustic chains,

one tragedy at a time.

“The Freemasons took my children,

they took my baby.”

Now she's hopping magic buses,

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McFlurry was the beast
that preyed on the
old ogre of a day
spent too long
in lectures & humidity

Across the river
of the campus jungle
McFlurry crouched
and pounced upon
the grizzly weariness -

ripping it to shreds
with creamy razor teeth
& cookies & cream claws
as we ended yet
another uni day






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