Flat Earth Tales, satire apart from being a Parody.

If the flat Earth thinkers correct 

Believing that the Earth is flat

So the grass grows on both sides

Of a flat Earth think about that

Both cases it grows up to the sky

Giving the arguments clear point

Like a egg rounded and to the point

In certain circles your asked if you

Want the Pennie’s back in exchange 

This gives importance to the belief 

That money rules the world it said

Like a nest egg that’s understood 

Kinda round see my point if both

Upper and lower surfaces or via via

Went their ways like magic carpets

But curled up and became two flat

Worlds who’s carpet ride to Mars

Becomes a new citadel and holy belief

Well on the assignments chart re/soldering 

Mars with green flats or greener fields 

Still harder the whole thing has possibilities 

Don’t leave earth for the flat earth societies 

Because they will argue against becoming as

Involved in space travel and settlement what

Generally developed when a two sect society

World takes or has varying views even to Gods

Hand in creation where good and evil Hades to

Heaven but a flat earth worlds of wills entwined

A century in times hibernation a earth really flat

Seen by world travelers that brought the three wise

Across the earths many roads and crossings on to

The soil on top of the upper world only now wonder 

Remains the flat earths ministerial bubbles bursting 

Began issuing legible goods and sales receipts from

The darken days no side was any less important than

Given the “Telly, that kept them above or below 

In touch even though a long secret was out the water

Was dripping away.

The philosophy in the first stone roads 

Copied the last mention of its kings who that way over

Through the dark passages leading the underworld of 

Born flat earth society and brought to surface its mana 

The stone gifts of the flat earth society held out terms

Rock of age immortality grass growing up and etc so

It being a two sided situation moss grass growing same

Supports a flat earth conspiracy but grass must have roots

The possibilities caves winding through one nation beyond

Those nations drawing into conclusions even space travel 

Meeting of the minds caves winding in this world traveled

Why so the lead now becomes fixed in time we’re taken to

Beliefs in stranger times it remains to be seen believed out

Did the flat earth society have access the divide the billings

Finger pointing came the winding web or mail job reading

Which a taboo unless you have the mathematical culprit ugh

In flat earth society what being said seen remains spotlighted

Raising the ante that does it matter which grasses I prefer.

The philosophy of the first stone roads copied the last mention

Of its kings who went that way on over thru the dark passes

Leading to the underworld born flat earth society releasing its

Call on coming from dark to light or other the flat earth tales

Denies brought to surface the stone gifts held out in their hands

The rock of age of immortality the varying stones leading from

The flat earth societies contain the golden rituals of speech and

Wear the things in darken containers were taken and speaks for

Itself that grass grown between ledges doesn’t fit between the

Minds role or caves winding and just extending the flat earth on

Why so the lead now becomes fixed in time the place in ernest 

Belief through stranger days remains to be seen believed or did

Not have access of the divide or the stone billings finger pointing 

Thus came the winding web or mail reading which is taboo unless

You have a mathematical culprit addressing the flat earth society

Raising the ante does it matter which grasses I prefer to the other

The great influenced test to time is the reign of small released pink

Bubbles vote for the best it reads bursting to the applause raining

Down confetti green buttons and bows this is how we came went

Actually not for the record the line points to the dark door enter a

candle light host exit and enter the world on course even to hunger

Run the pandemic striking its course the mix health now increases 

Or wither and curl late fallen leaves of fall on the stones path ways

Where we stand and lie souls near to our earth remaining all the day

Some matters are not for sale the rams horn the later telly memories

Our sleep saw the route the darkest of caves lit by bulb sticks stone

The tiny stones a path being laid left to rebuild and shine its lights

Along the Stoney path where the many beliefs came and went on to

Rebuild and shine its lights I came upon dark and requested light

And light that came upon the earth and self came with family but

For a long period in history naked dirty man woman made way to

The windows in light remaking the moments of history of the sects

From the flat earth tales

Now calling lunch and finger food 

A visit to KUBUKI Street

The rocks moved by the shore and rose

A darken calling birds and whales seals seas

All inside the window box on KUBUKI Street

The magic that spoke briefly came about within

The moving things by none else that very master

Of light and dark is the Devil KUBUKI in robe

And symbol white to you black to me and so the

Window closed and all withdrew what came left

With some they fell down and into a well the risk 

Stopped by NASA amazing 

Sci fi fantasy in a bigger box than mine, Omniscient 

Thats because I have only a inverted apple of sort

But a writing instrument it reigns a bit more supreme 

Than the upper children becoming, “Space Force One”

A issue I raised is to look at equality in space rovers

They run out of solar fuel and get stuck in the mud

However awful they lost one because of power, two

NASA needs to understand the human side of things

Has to look at the weather vanes and use A.I. what

Works and doesn’t to combined research and costs

Look at the science achievement of the plastic gun

It now makes tricycles and bigger things put it into

A big box on the sands of Mars and by the time astro

Nautical walks about it could build an astronaut igloo.

On the way back the rivers of time

A plan as good as any I thought reached out seen

Earlier “WOW” a radio signal emanating or imitating 

From the constellation Sagittarius after which much ado

Was made it came and went in a wide lateral arrangement

The message or radio signals research clarified its actions

It’s furthers point like a comet widened in its tail becoming

A triangle in search of Gods kingdoms in search of all of you

Against the winds of time rather it isn’t explained any clearer

Than mine or world a wit with something old new and said

Came the new play on the plains to private contractors being

That which uncovered it.

“ASAP” The triangle of sort is still in search

The first of many that will be uncovered 

Not the same as active radio lines in regular use

A dominant radio signal with active receptors,

“A Ode” to the awaking of communications, 

Leonid cast a line to the waters past the sun

Where hid its refrain thought of inquiring eyes

A bad run of luck rule watch the messenger search

The gates it came and went are holier than thou

Leonid thou art in waiting the rule of the laws 

Your ancient quell was the Hammer and Sickle.

The space centers thrilling watching 

Humpty and Dumpty statues being taken down

In unnoticeable unlit shade of parks darken places

But not without the stain of com-du fate dumping

The new lead following another day developed 

Non other than highways of NASA research and

Look into Heaven from thence we came and are

No fox holes caves to examine or journal trays

Photoshopping and photo making are delirious 

Developed upside toads hoping hole to hole sees

A cardboard hand signed says it all must bring new

Jumping spring shoes or a good cane recalling bumps

Earlier feats but to hold the ticket ride to the moon

One passed red was mentioned the other blue not

Canned none other that will change the direction 

Three is bad luck of things legal for two?

But not three parties on a ballot, don’t ask don’t say

We don’t exist the whale before the water dried up

And left the newspapers wretched to see the truth

More often than less the real primp is just a bump

Meteorites comets rocky edges of egress the exit

Give leave from its circle or call it Circes printout

Rocky ledges orbiting many countries from above 

Challenging the doorways past but a interesting 

Show unless all becomes silence is unclear to me

If you can’t see it but for its last or that views

Lasting effect, 

Indian Dancing Scouting my preamble

Dancing till the dunes return fair weather friends

Showed their taste for fowl feed and feather catchup 

The dance of corn archers bow sent beyond the skylines 

The arrow I shot from beneath the green growing canopy 

Little red long fingers of brown stretching into outer blue

Red foxes running the leopard in pursuit speaking Spanish 

Be involved and catch the devils breath whom I am sent bit

Of news about.

The free reports cast a shadow of thought

I don’t have any issue with seeing facts, facts and figures

Leading to your interest in the BLOG I pinned I am aware

I see a pleasing interest in numbers of readers come my way

That my poetic license sci fi, fantasy, I plot my religious course

Or may be said, interdictions and UFO,s afar ideas written down

It can be said the minds selected belief not apologizing for them

Don’t always see the same point rather that, the wheel was invented

Before the cart or axel as thought the axel first from the spear or stick

Slavery is noted in the cause of change 

Referring to the roped steer being brought down  

The street rage from atop of the aged crown and celeb metal cast

Taken from life’s central core to another’s reimagined parts press

From early and later played a part in mankind’s struggling direction

This has a mirror look in time what we came from with what winds

Carried in us is the belief our sentinels life’s secret mastery the pins

That put the wild naked club carrying ancestor pull or raise its own

The fingerprint of the past pyramids built with water and stone still

Remain the past does not dispel all what happened here and there is

A dangerous spot game where loss and gain become worlds edge,

Distance.

Writing in my almanac,

With my cane and cause 

I see the rushing whirlpools waters 

Over the many stones around the laws

Moments and goals that are made shorter

In the winds commands reason the sunlight

By regal hold or regalia either way to become 

In broader context wait the season be more bright 

Remember to read the calendar for shorter days done

A walk through earlier memories

Scout to scout it led to carrot tops bottoms

Green and orange rabbit food wooded and ware

Came to stare lunch grassy plains beneath shaded trees

Of aging difference the role of Rabbit sometimes stew

The other ragtime express small notice but was named

In a run won across the road sugar coated candy blows

Away the magic given eagles and hawks to cling on to

The nesting flappers lunch at the tree tops little emotions 

Screeching out its baby cries the other brings to court

The catch and hold the moments of hunger and feed.

I saw a little beyond the doors of lives being made late

Spring is never on time broad as it may seem undeniable 

It built another encampment led the fall of the wall around

Then I think it been better than not total of freedoms wall 

Coming down rock and tongue the edge of dawn by rail.

Erosion of Trust.

The issue of military shortness is been a problem

Something’s are not in celebration is the real bandage

That bandage is your loss or their stick where in time

You lie still with stick in hand as seen in stone written

Rough shod written in hells issues earth name sojourn 

Or your pent up nature anger stilled the trees little course 

After the tree fell on rather it burst upon the scene souls

Believed in trees reincarnation others the course in history

To emerge interest being followed the pen and the wheel

In darken ends the sails of thought lead the wooded frame

Away from port grains basking in the last trice bell in hands

Chain-male age of separation church state that may leave all

In uncertain limbo name and day it rained thunder the other

Head and hand became noted but spoken not for knife’s edge 

Or ado in lieu of histories stain slavery the newest to canes wit

But comes with baggage the rock Gods of chips plunder becomes

Greater owning to earthly peers early stone to spears light archery 

The shields of spring have falling in the oceans tides come and go

Not shrinking or shrugging the ends to this weaving tales making

Into threads became a life time of “Rome and Russia” 

Tweets and Tweets pavilions a half a world away floated on by 

Pulled the peekaboo letter of note from the bottle elbow in ribs

Love in paradise beyond this worlds french funny book dilemma 

Sing along in Twitter song to free Twitter Bird from the walled fray

In about a quarter of the time you can add all your ideas cataloging 

But a older one is in the wings out of a earlier one said pinged a bit

And begins the begin pen to paper the bidding war of history told

Unprotected and bent the worlds other desk becoming the strength 

It bent back and broke the way seldom without pain and direction 

You in upright liken to the great tree where goes thou name respelled 

In heart drawn include always

The resounding triumphant beat of Caesars drums

Of course time neglected to proclaim the upheld crown and leafs

Bearing golden permanence of importance still all that having endured 

Through a great measure of time like a sundial reflecting outer smooth

Curvatures or imaginable golden fray things of gold touching becoming

English hands in web affairs finding and differing of languages to some

This the other order of Robed Lords and unlikely leaders still a triumph 

Mystery in a shrouded race

The trees

Let’s put in perspective the snake mask came first 

We see this as we study art in history a reluctant hand to part the snakes 

Path so as we climb ever more beyond our reach of green and blue

Brown and grey canopy and islands sparkling gems coming into foliage 

The one size ran its ware from the webs story other went the snakes way

Or cast an unequal glance about your cast and scars.

Sci fi fantasy 

The chip maker provides a direction lined

With money and smarts pencils and pens

My most serious problematic thought without

Penning a sew of mathematical scribbled ideas

I know not the truth the lie more cruel to think

To turn the sand into thin silvered stone barrels 

Pressing the barrels into bizarre units other shapes

To prefabricated units on Mars through osmosis or

Meaning sand into a hardened pressed sheet rock

Than a A.I. facet aim to assemble everything done

Thin steel like paper crochet the window project 

Wall and doors connect the outer door walkway 

My ideas are a bit away it is more a logistical plum

How to adhere sand into,“Sanded Shelving, building

White Paper Dolls.

The darken history or White Paper Hand in reaching out

A spread like fruited coat shared the tale of love and joy

The sales pictures reach out much the same as said story 

Or leave a note that is betraying the guests or home rule 

The security blanket lay to the floor near to the outreach’s 

Whitened mail the trouble woes seen from the desk photo

Held by union and unions friendship to reach the caravans 

Came the curb to press the pass the path arises seeing both

The paper/tiger weaved wavering joint and resolution paper 

The paper hawking rainy pictures are spoken seriously.

Leaving KUBUKI Street.

 

 

 

(C) 

Daniel A McMahon