Come up here old dusty feet.
Hear is fairy bread to eat.
Enter my retiring room.
Children you may dine.
On the golden smell of broom.
And the shade of pine.
And when you have eaten well!
Fuck you guv-mint.
And go to hell!
About Me
- Rooster Woodstock
- How I would love to set my loves to the forefront such as the arts, freedom of association, expression and pursuit. My 16 years of touring and playing my bands original material. Aligning with the Wolfman Jack to stop the payola overthrow of the artist/musician talent nation wide against the canned fad-ism industry owned and operated by a minority that drew the very same hatred against them in the second world war for being greed infested self serving gypsies, tramps and thieves monopolizing and owning the commercial markets of germany and europe and again, now here in America! Amazing, we the gentiles should learn from the past who's collective abuses the free markets of the world have been cornered by. Having a minority prevail over the markets over and over, is no mistake and is choreographed! What's in a mossad-ic name, is no co-ink-a-dink who made off with what and lives like a deity. Any race that lives market ownership modus operandi would be labeled a mafia, organized crime and racist!
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