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(1986-2009)
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The Fallen
The Lost Property Window
Rhymings of a Disintegrating Mind
Also available from Amazon.com
The Fallen
The Lost Property Window
Rhymings of a Disintegrating Mind
Also available from Amazon.com
from chapter 5:
The demon and the hitter-man went to sea
In the strangest of pea-green boats
They took along Satan, God and His son
Then played blind man's bluff and had fun
The demon and the hitter-
Then played blind man's bluff and had fun
from chapter 6:
Since I am dead think this of me
That through my life of heinous deeds
I held a vow most dear to me
To evade and scorn hypocrisy
Since I am dead think this of me
That through my life of heinous deeds
I held a vow most dear to me
To evade and scorn hypocrisy
from chapter 3:
Hickory dickory dock
Poor RB's just been shot
But ten to one he's far from done
Hickory dickory dock
Hickory dickory dock
Poor RB's just been shot
But ten to one he's far from done
Hickory dickory dock
from chapter 4:
Ring a ring a roses
A noggin full of posers
A-tissue, a-tissue
Here's a dozen more
Ring a ring a roses
A noggin full of posers
A-
from chapter 1:
Tourists, tourists everywhere
But not a thought between them
Ice-cream cones and hot dog buns
What must the Lord be thinking?
Tourists, tourists everywhere
But not a thought between them
Ice-
from chapter 2:
Eenie meenie miny mo
Find a demon on a boat
If he's crazy let him go
Eenie meenie miny mo
Eenie meenie miny mo
Find a demon on a boat
If he's crazy let him go
Eenie meenie miny mo
The Novel, Turpentine 6, by D. R. Summers is narrated by the assassin, Damon Nazareth, a destroyer of bad men and good poetry alike, who faces a challenge set literally at the beginning of Time. As his tale unfolds his take on other’s poetry and rhyme as presented below finally evolves to produce a much more personal brand of prose...
real or surreal..?
from chapter 8:
‘Will you walk into my parlour?’ said the Devil to the mage
‘’Tis the strangest little horror that you ever could image
The way into my parlour is down a spiral stair
And for those naive enough to care, no one ever leaves my lair’
‘Will you walk into my parlour?’ said the Devil to the mage
‘’Tis the strangest little horror that you ever could image
The way into my parlour is down a spiral stair
And for those naive enough to care, no one ever leaves my lair’
from chapter 9:
If you can keep your head when all about are losing theirs and blaming it on you
If everything is your fault but such faults could not have been averted
If all seems lost, and lost seems all that now remains,
Yours is damnation and everything that's in it
And what is more, you'll be a man alone my son.
If you can keep your head when all about are losing theirs and blaming it on you
If everything is your fault but such faults could not have been averted
If all seems lost, and lost seems all that now remains,
Yours is damnation and everything that's in it
And what is more, you'll be a man alone my son.
from chapter 10:
Yeah though I walked through the valley of the shadow of death, I did feel evil
But thou still came unto me.
Though I shunned the paths of righteousness, thou aided thy daughter and thy unworthy servant.
And though I might not dwell in the House of the Almighty forever
This day, Lord, I thank you.
Yeah though I walked through the valley of the shadow of death, I did feel evil
But thou still came unto me.
Though I shunned the paths of righteousness, thou aided thy daughter and thy unworthy servant.
And though I might not dwell in the House of the Almighty forever
This day, Lord, I thank you.
from chapter 11:
Oh to be in heaven now that April is there
And should I, too, awake in heaven to catch poor April unawares
I hope she greets me not with hate, or blames me for I was too late
Instead I wish to see her smile, accept a bow, in heaven now
Oh to be in heaven now that April is there
And should I, too, awake in heaven to catch poor April unawares
I hope she greets me not with hate, or blames me for I was too late
Instead I wish to see her smile, accept a bow, in heaven now
from chapter 14:
You surely must of heard about banjaxed Bill
He lived near Banjax on Banjax Hill
He had a banjaxed demon and a banjaxed life
Yet never had the pleasure of a banjaxed wife
He had banjaxed hair on his banjaxed head
He had banjaxed trousers, though never were they red
He wore a banjaxed millstone around his banjaxed neck
But neither God nor Satan cared a banjaxed feck
You surely must of heard about banjaxed Bill
He lived near Banjax on Banjax Hill
He had a banjaxed demon and a banjaxed life
Yet never had the pleasure of a banjaxed wife
He had banjaxed hair on his banjaxed head
He had banjaxed trousers, though never were they red
He wore a banjaxed millstone around his banjaxed neck
But neither God nor Satan cared a banjaxed feck
from chapter 15:
Disaster to the left, death to the right
Another batch of souls locked in tight.
Hard for me it is to see such sad and awful plight
Yet what if I should interfere and muddy up the fight? Ah, you cry, then friend of mine
’Tis you who'll feel the bite
But lest there be a ray of light
The pair will never lack delight
Disaster to the left, death to the right
Another batch of souls locked in tight.
Hard for me it is to see such sad and awful plight
Yet what if I should interfere and muddy up the fight? Ah, you cry, then friend of mine
’Tis you who'll feel the bite
But lest there be a ray of light
The pair will never lack delight
from chapter 13:
Damon and Monique were lovers
Oh, Lordy, how they did love
A man and an angel, true to each other
True as the stars up above
Always they'd wanted each other
But had they done each other wrong.
Damon and Monique were lovers
Oh, Lordy, how they did love
A man and an angel, true to each other
True as the stars up above
Always they'd wanted each other
But had they done each other wrong.
from chapter 12:
Angel, angel burning bright
Battling evil with God's might
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful purity
Angel, angel burning bright
Battling evil with God's might
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful purity
from chapter 7:
I saw three ships come sailing in
From whence they came I dread to think
I saw three ships come sailing in
Their guns a-ready to blast me
I saw three ships come sailing in
From whence they came I dread to think
I saw three ships come sailing in
Their guns a-
from chapter 16:
I see a light come shining through the tiny window in my room
It plays upon my single chair then on into the wardrobe's lair
Here the darkness once complete now quickly fades and beats retreat
’Tis long since I have seen inside, but now I have a light to guide
I venture forth and there explore the content long forgotten
Surprises there are many more than I'd imagined were in store
Yet only one grasps hold of me, a little package wrapped in green
I tear the paper, break the seal, and there before me are my dreams
I see a light come shining through the tiny window in my room
It plays upon my single chair then on into the wardrobe's lair
Here the darkness once complete now quickly fades and beats retreat
’Tis long since I have seen inside, but now I have a light to guide
I venture forth and there explore the content long forgotten
Surprises there are many more than I'd imagined were in store
Yet only one grasps hold of me, a little package wrapped in green
I tear the paper, break the seal, and there before me are my dreams
from chapter 17:
There was an assassin called Turpentine 6
Who quite rightly thought he was truly bewitched
He prayed to the Lord, ‘Let's call it a draw’
But only found Satan still up to his tricks
There was an assassin called Turpentine 6
Who quite rightly thought he was truly bewitched
He prayed to the Lord, ‘Let's call it a draw’
But only found Satan still up to his tricks
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Turpentine 6
Turpentine 6
