Choose Correctly

 A young man named Alfie when outside one day
He wanted to look and he wanted to play
But in front there were doors labeled C B and A
And a sign there that stated "DON'T GO THE WRONG WAY!"

So Alfie chose A as he knew that he should
Alfie''d been told that choice A means "you're good"
But next to him Ben chose a different way
He went through door B and to his big dismay

The people around him let out a big shout
"Ben is not good we don't want him about"
"He made the wrong choice so he's not on the team" 
"Everyone boo him and make him redeem!"
"But never forget that he went the wrong way"
"We must mark this wickedness that Ben brought today"
"He's not on the team and he never will be"
"Oh dear Ben oh so wicked! Oh my!" and "Oh me!"

Then Charlie attempted to enter gate C
When a friend intercepted and said "excuse me?"
You cannot do this no the C door's right out
"It is the wickedest door hereabout!"
If you choose C then you never can win
Come over to A where you'll learn to fit in
To be on the team and think as we do
To choose as we choose and to stew as we stew
At others whose choses are different then ours
Who do not know right well we must disempower
And make them redeem for not choosing correct
They must all repent while we never forget
The sinners the devils who don't choose the same
They are all evil yes entirely to blame!
And so they deserve to be lighten aflame!

The Falsity of Freedom

Here in this country where freedom is king
It has a nice sound and a quite pleasant ring
But there is a problem I'm sorry to tell
So please have some patience so I can retell

Freedom is great when you really can't lose
When all roads are welcome whatever you choose
When everything's open and and learning is fun
To choose and to choose you will always want one

But sometimes it's different and choice is a trick
When no good can come from whatever you pick
When all of your choices just fail and fall down
Then freedom's not great no then freedom's a clown

So when you're presented with A, B, and C
You need to determine the game it will be
Will choosing then bring you to some higher state
Or leave you just ruing on your big mistake?

So this is the point I would like to relate
Before you make choices and decide your fate
It's vital to know if the game will be kind
Or if for your choices it will leave you behind

And if you are rich then there's so much you can choose
But little to win and so much you can lose
And if you are poor then you must be aware
The dice are all loaded completely unfair

If this is the game and it's what it's about
Why then opt in when you should choose "opt out"
So all I can tell you is have some think skin
For your choices can haunt you if you let it in

Bombs are better than Babies! (facetious)

 Bombs are better than babies and I will tell you why
With one you take out all your foes the other only cries
With bombs you are the greatest, no one can tell you no
With babies if you go say "come" it'll cry 'til you say "go"

The best thing you could ever be would be to be a sniper
You aim and kill and aim and kill and need not change a diaper
You'll be come quite famous as they count up all your kills
But if you have a baby you must clean up all the spills. 

And if you think about it, you're better with a gun
It's nice to shoot and shoot and shoot it's really really fun!
But if you have a baby the good times will be done
You'll spend all day and fail fail fail at teaching one plus one

In a world that's just so crazy a world that's upside down
A snuggling baby has no chance the bomb's the best in town!

Measure a Year (in Laun-dray)

 In the deep of winter when everything is white
Laundry still needs doing: colors and the white
It is pretty cold out there and there isn't so much light
But laundry doesn't do itself so better do it right!

In spring time day grow longer and the sun it stays alight
While you're busy separating normal from the bright
The perm press and delicates in April and in May
The flowers are a-blooming as you're doing your laundre

The schools are shut in summer and the sun is full a-shine
While t-shirts shorts and bathing suits are drying on the line
Laundre doesn't take a break except perhaps for weather
But luckily it stays the same as days go on forever

Days begin to shorten, as summer turns to fall
And weather starts to chill and so you need clean overalls
The leaves around are falling as if they want to say
It's been a solid year this year - a year in the laundre

Where there's no soap, there's no hope!

Be A Good (Dorky) Man

Boys please stop this wickedness
I need you to be chivalrous
Just show us some winsomeness
We promise positive reinforcing stimulus

Enough with your capriciousness
Could you hold the door for us?
It's not about ambitiousness
It's all about some mindfulness

I do need words like "thee" or "thus"
But don't be so cantankerous
It's not about omnipotence
It's love that's unambiguous

A wok in the park

A wok had a really good wok in the park
Where people would wave and he'd give off a spark
You never would think it cause woks have no legs
But he got through will spinning up butter and eggs
... And all of the while listening to his MPEGs

A spork had a really good stroll to the moon
Then left and agreed that he'd come back quite soon
He came back months later along with a knife
A charmed piece of cutlery he'd made his wife
... And happy they lived through the rest of his life

A gong had a wonderful swim in the bay
When someone'd decided to throw it away
It swam on its front and it swam on its back
So pleased was the gong that it let out a quack
... And really, just what is the matter with that?

A Requiem for Capitalism

 My dear old friend dear Capitalism I think that you way know
That while you've been a major force it's now time that you go
The times we've had were wonderous I am fond of everyone
But you're not working anymore - you know it - you are done!

You've brought so many things to use some whirl, and some go bing
And now we don't need to be a king to have almost everything
I really really thank you, I really really do
But capitalism, dear capitalism the time for you is through!

It's time for something different it's time for something new
It's time to pursue happiness but credit where its due
We never would have got here without capitalism's hullabaloo
So, here's to you dear capitalism, this song's an ode to you.