devil's food cake

Devil's Food Cake

The devil is the biggest liar the world has ever seen

He tries to convince us that the red hot of hell is in reality, Eden so green

A master of illusion, a con of first degree

He has no power, he has no strength, be careful what you see.

He goes about as a roaring lion, inside, he's just a rat

He scares the foolish out of their wits but runs from a bold christian cat 

He comes in like a flashing flood although he's just a trickle

And makes the world think that he's a rich king when in truth he ain't worth a nickel.

But some of us are onto him, we buy his tricks no more

We don't read his books or dig his looks and we immediately show him the door

He feeds the world his devil food, they buy it by the ton

They think he's cute in his little red suit, no threat to anyone.

"Give your kids the devil!" they say

As they sell us their goods on t.v.

Devilicious they call it and grin as they eat it

But you'll never sell that stuff to me.

I never ate a devil's food cake, I never like the name

Or deviled eggs or deviled ham or played that devil's game

I never thought that it was cute the cartoon way they paint him

With fork and tail and silly grin, I'm here to say that aint him.

Ol' RatFace thinks he's really smart, he thinks he's got us fooled

Half of the world thinks that he don't exist and the other half thinks that he's cool

But I got news for Mr. Luce, someday his lights will dim

And all the tricks he ever played will be played back on him.

Is this the one we feared and honored, the world will ask in disgust

Is this our king, this pitiful thing crawling in the dust?

No magic then can save him, no mercy will be shown

In torment of hell that dude will dwell and finally leave us alone.

And all I ask is just one thing, the height of my desire

Is to light the match to ignite the blaze upon the lake of fire!

And he won't think it funny then, I'm sure he'll probably cry

And hell will look like Burger King and Satan, a greasy french fry.

He thought it cute to inspire some kook to name food after himself

But he won't laugh when he sees Jesus get that cake pan down from the shelf

We'll make us a batter and settle the matter and get our revenge on that rake

And head chef I'll be, oh, my eyes long to see

When we bake a real devil's food cake!

©by Voo Shining Stone

2-2:45 a.m. 

yrs ago

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You Can't Fix Stupid

 

The Thunder Rolls 2 versions wow o wow

It Don't Matter To The Sun

 

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: ELK MEAT PIZZA AND PEYOTE BEER

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Hands To Heaven

 

ZOOM

 

Stay with Me Baby

 

Are You Afraid?

The Last Butterfly

by

Wodkah

Are You Afraid?

Are you afraid? she asked of me

But I answered not her query

For I was much, so much afraid

But thrilled and much and very.

So long I'd waited for her call

So long I'd dreamed of this

Waiting for her promises

Waiting for her kiss.

And dreamless nights had turned me back

When no dream could be found

And I had wandered far and long

On wearied feet and ground.

Waiting on her special isle

Beyond the field of flowers

I sought her every tear-stained night

And waited many hours.

Until my heart had given up

And I turned myself away

To leave that place, with saddened face

And then I heard her say.........

My love, where goeth thou this night?

Why hast thou lost thy dream?

I've watched thee, lo, these many moons

Hidden by the stream.

I made a path of roses

I sang a lover's song

I lit for you a shining light

I waited all night long.

But you looked in all the wrong places

You heard not my sweetened tune

Your tears put out the candle's glow

And your darkness hid the moon.

Come here, beloved, come to me

Rest your weary head

I'll tell you tales to make you well

Of living things and dead.

See how my dark eyes shine for you?

See how my sweet lips smile?

I am a mystery, this is true

But in me, you'll find no guile.

I feel your heart like a thousand drums

Press against my own

I feel your blood rush through that heart

Like it's racing to get home.

Shh!!! Don't speak, don't say a thing!

There's time enough for words

I only want this sweet communion

That our two hearts have heard.

I know you've searched a long long time

And I have evaded you

But I had to prove unto myself

That you, my love, were true.

I'm not like other maidens

Who tease and employ tears

For if you make me weep, my love

I simply disappear.

And all you'll see is a fading glimpse

Or a shadow of my smile

You may hear a snippet of my song

And in dreams, hold me a while.

But not for long and not always

Will your eyes behold my face

For the shadows will take me if I cry

To a dark and dream-less place.

Until my heart is healed and whole

And my soul is once more well

For up till now, no man has learned

To break this cursed spell.

Are you the One, my ever love?

The man to set me free?

For if you're not, turn now and run

And let this maiden be.

For if you're not, turn now and run

And let this maiden be............

©by Voo

Oct 28, 2018

8:40 p.m.

Nothing But A Woman

, August 25, 2019

NOTHING BUT A WOMAN, BABY!!

Nothing But a Woman

Nothing Like a Woman



Ain't No Woman



Like a Woman

Still Think About You

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: NOTHING LEFT STANDING BUT VAMPIRES

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Aint No Man Alive......Lawd Have Mercy!!!!!!!!

You......

The Same Storm In Mine

 

The Same Storm In Mine

We recognized one another

The night we met

Though we had never met before

We saw in each other's eyes

The passion we craved

The wildness that was yet to be tamed

We felt our heartbeats slow

Then race

Then synchronize together in unison

And then the madness began

The indescribable madness of true love

The true love that only comes once

We fought like lions

And made up like lambs

But oh, how we loved!

Loved like the lightning loved the skies

Loved like the thunder loved the roar

Loved like the raindrops loved the earth

Through days of war and nights of peace

Through cries of pain and love's delight

We imprinted ourselves upon pages of poetry

And then the world ended

As all worlds, they do

Created out of myth and longing

And you flew away on your invisible wings

Leaving Earth and the boundaries of time

Waving goodbye as our tears fell like raindrops

With the storm still in your veins and the same storm in mine.

©by Voo Shining Stone

Jan 3, 2021

5:15 p.m.

Gentle Storm by Elbow

oh, my my, what a song and video!

Damn U

 

Fools On A Gray Autumn Day

Fools On A Gray Autumn Day


Standing here in the silence of a gray, lackluster day
We briefly glance into somber eyes, then turn and look away
You clear your throat and smooth your coat
Your body blocks the sun
I wait to hear your footsteps retreat; I expect to hear them run
But they don't walk and you don't talk
No words spill from your mouth
But heartbeats break the silent roar
That the heart cannot pour out.

Your big hand reaches for my small
That's buried in my pocket
And with the other I undo the clasp
On the sterling silver locket
That holds the picture of the love we shared until today
I put it in your empty hand and still I do not say
Unsaid words that serve no purpose; 

For they cannot change a thing
And the unshed tears bring no release

But blind us by their sting.

Goodbye, it is a joke and lie, it expresses no sincere thought
For what is good about the bye? Just another moment bought
An autumn leaf falls on your shoulder from an almost barren tree
And I think the bright red leaf is you and the barren tree is me
We watch a V formation of snow geese on the wing
Flying through the skies above to find another Spring.

One last throat clearing, one last hand clasp
Your lips meet mine once more and last
The saddest smile I've ever seen 

Touches your eyes with tearbright gleam
Hands pull apart, eternity ends
Eyes close on memories of there and then
We walk in different directions now 

And don't look back, somehow, somehow.

The tears held back, now fall like rain 

Down heartbroken faces that drown in pain
And each, we shout  unsaid words then 

And hear them stolen by the thieving wind
At the edge of the park, I think I'll turn 

To see if you're there ( I never learn))
I pray that you're running on swift feet to me

But I never turn and I never see
And you walk on toward the ocean of blue
And wonder if I am now running toward you.

Your heart beating fast as the locket you grasp
With it's picture of you and of me
But I'm walking and crying and waiting for you to follow
As the locket is thrown into the sea.

© by Voo
November 19, 2005
3 p.m.

Ah, Those British! They Need Tutoring...........

 Embarrassing: British Realize They've Been Using The Wrong Words For Hundreds Of Things

World·Dec 13, 2021 · BabylonBee.com

in LONDON - The United Kingdom is a quaint little island country in Europe that speaks English as its primary language - much like the U.S. And while they've always thought a lot of themselves - even having a Queen, (like something out of a fairy tale) - the people there have just suffered a huge embarrassment, finally realizing that for years they've been using the wrong words for hundreds of different things.

It's unclear how they've gone this long without realizing  that they've been talking like fools - perhaps Americans were just too polite to point it out to them. But one foggy day, an uneducated Brit pointed to a food item before him and said, "I'll have those biscuits." And the American looked at him like he was an idiot and said, "Those aren't biscuits. Those are crackers. Crackers. Biscuits are what you have with gravy."

Word soon spread about how the British had that one word wrong, but then they found out it wasn't just that word but hundreds more. "We've been calling the place where you store stuff in your car a 'boot' when it's actually called a 'trunk'," said one British man, "and we've been calling fries 'chips' and chips 'crisps.' And our word for a cigarette is highly offensive. We look like morons."

And it's not just that the British have been using wrong words - they realized they've also been spelling things wrong, often adding an extra 'u' where it isn't needed. They've also been pronouncing things wrong, like aluminum. AL  LOO MIN  NUM for crying out loud!

"Bollocks!" was the common exasperated expression most Britishers shouted upon realizing their thorough embarrassment, though even then an American had to point out that that's not a real word. 

Just To Be Close To You

 

Lost Man's Journey my story read by my friend Mark Anthony G

 

It's MIKE MONDAY!!!!!! yay!!!!!! it's MIKE MONDAY!!!!!!!! omg.........it's MIKE MONDAY!!!!!! ooh baby

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                             just too danged funny!!! Put on full screen and Scream

                        🤪👽👽 I💖 You, Mike  👽👽🤪

                    (and I adore you, Tom Servo and Crow)

Who Wants To Live Forever?

My Vampire Heart

 

Googly Woogly Butterfly

 

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Googly Woogly Butterfly

Googly woogly butterfly

Love you till the day I die

And when I die I'll love you more

Love your outside and your core.

Shakey wakey

Come on in

Where you goin'?

And where you been?

Giggly wiggly

Dance till dawn

Dance until

Your wiggle's gone.

Sit a while

Beneath this tree

But don't be a coconut

And fall on me.

I'm seriously silly 

And I'm probably dumb

Well, I'm here to remind you 

That there ain't only one.

I've got me a tale

That I can't rightly tell

'Cause it's full of lies

So it's just as well.

What do you think?

Is our ship sinking?

I'd share my thoughts

But I ain't thinking.

Let's play hopscotch

Til the sidewalk breaks

Oh, you're not a player?

Well, gosh goodness sakes!

Two plus two

And eight plus nine

I missed math class

When I misplaced my mind.

So if you see it

Out rambling 'round

Don't tell nobody

That it's been found.

Just let it be

Let it jump the fence

And let's don't pretend 

That this poem makes sense.

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©️by Voo Shining Stone

10/2/25

spur of the moment insanity

to make you giggle

'cause everyone needs a little giggle

sometimes

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