Selective memory haunts my brain
I am here, but I'm too late
Selective memory is to blame
and I forget, if we're the same
hold it in your little hand
it's too much, consumed in sands
and say it with your little voice
but it's too loud, you're making noise
Selective memory haunts my ways
i am here, and whats your name?
And theres a file missing named
things you need, and things to say
photos of my past are saved
with this name
and i blame my youth
for all the stupid things I've done
and I blame my youth
for all the stupid games I've won
Hmm..possible song (if I can remember how it sounded).
hehe, just had a fantastic idea.
OKay...so Christchurch police..not too well feared right.
So why is this?
They're limited as to what they can do, and also they've gained a pretty bad rep through the media.
So my solution;
Just picture this.
There is a group of 8 kids, all with hoodies on, walking like they have a fake left knee. Obviously gonna cause trouble, obviously up to no good.
One of our beloved boys in blue walks into the group (knowing he can't do anything as they haven't committed any crime yet) he holds up his badge, and just gently says to the group;
"You kids be good now okay".
What's gonna happen?..he's likely to have his hands cut off by some kid on P.
now my solution.
Just picture this.
There is a group of 8 kids, all with hoodies on, walking like they have a fake left knee. Obviously gonna cause trouble, obviously up to no good.
One of our beloved boys in blue walks into the group. he is dressed like a clown from hell! he holds up his shinny new chain saw and revs it a few times, and just gently says to the group in a low husky voice;
"You kids be good now okay".
how much more fear would that put in the hearts of this generation of drop outs coming up through the ranks?!
I think I should be the new commissioner.
enjoy
Jonny.
1 comment:
Your writing inspires me to draw.
I want to hear those words with your melody.
I love you.
:)
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