Scooter Jacques

Scooter Jacques

Tune: Frere Jacques

Scooter jacques

Scooter jacques

Tormes due

Tormes due

In. moments hell be singing

Our focus will be Tingling

Life is bon

Life is bon

Scooter Jacques

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Ella in menlo park idea

Ella in menlo park idea

Thomas Edison takes his lady friend out to the office on jan. 6th

To file his last patent

After her on stage Hound Dog performance

Shes a blues singer instead of a jazz singer

Ella realizes she doesnt need Ed sullivan anymore

Ella inherits Tommlinsons estate

Woody guthrie 

Whos gonna shoe your pretty little feet

I dont need no man

CC idea

ABCDEFGHIJK

ELEMENO

PQRSTUVWXYZ

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5-18-24

Aunt Jamimal and Barry

Aunt jamimal served pancakes to barry,

During the kelvin bake, lunch break, stepping over those great lakes

Aunt jamimal served pancakes to barry, rarely have i seen a scene so contrary. 

Barely had it yet turned noon

But clearly her once a year recipe turned up, the month was june

• AD

• 5-18-24

• 1:27am

Verse

when a fictional guy filibusters.

Girl with hound dog eyes, whos the best bros wive, walks with the grace and pride of constant exercise, youre someone beautiful in my life who breaks the neck of every guy once or twice. said Thomas Edison to Ella in a R&J style. in a fictional universe.

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CC Idea

have had this verse in my head for years.

Grimace's Js unedited

Grimace’s Js unedited

Grimaces new J’s were the bees knees. 

They trotted throughout the land

His fashion sense held my hearts key

He was part of the flying nuns clan

And when dominique also on the land with her js took the lead

And waved her merry making hands

Grimace with heat, with the new js blue prints ready to be leaked

Had an airforce 1 zoom meeting plan

And when the neat meeting meet, flew past K1’s peak

Birdie too inside agreeing was part of the wagon band

And the new js bound to have a brand new release, 

For grimace was the man

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5-12-24

2:05pm

Girl who’s my best friend and wife, walks with the grace and pride of constant exercise, your someone beautiful in my life, who breaks the neck of every other guy once or twice. It’s raining hard! It’s raining dear Come in the car we have nothing to fear our son is video gaming in the car’s rear On this day trip we will have our son as his gaming might hit’s me and you dear are bound to have fun come in the car woman of the west! and well roll the dice to see where we will go next with our little boy he’s being calm and nice Come into my car again our son sitting still is strapped down and buckled in. licensed to ill outloud has a helping hand to lend Inside Minnesota we are Heading towards Dakota we are our son is now shapeshifting out of “the blues” and looks bizarre. by far, can our life for one moment not be so on the hook and hard We’re almost there with our cruiser’s west bound v4’s might Our son is feeling weird with a straight up hell hound’s fight honey our son is starting to look paranoid I think him throwing up is something we can’t avoid honey our son is growing two long ears pull over now his now green puke face is feeling weird Oh boy let the rain wash his mess away Oh boy his pain, top notch can finally go away It was sickness our son on the street broke the Guinness with god as our witness We might as well say he exploded and in the mode of, stomach bugs fighting in the dojo, Road the sickness quota of a little Avalon Dakota. - AD - 5-10-24 - 9:22 am - 9:50 am Illinois Paranoid Car Ride

Meepsy Did A Sweepsy

It was the big evening in the city, Into the night, time was drifting and the shindig meeting, “hitting”, downtown, was very pleasing, and fitting the summer was there and not leaving, and the living was easy, and straight out of the limo or shall I say jitney, bound to be neo ragtime “riffing”, his miraculous, entrance among the big big crowd was very very uplifting 1 hour later, the long tall with piano power creator, was the middle of the crowded room, with the ragtime tunes, music entertainer, the bassline booms merry maker. leading, the nightclub, with his gift, with his musical order so fine needing his again key riffs, with the feet thuds, which were in their prime He was Long tall and handsome, In the middle of the room, his new Joplin grind, was next in his queues line. defeating the boredom, of the crowd who were seeking, pleasurable happy moments, Meepsy was bound to do his famous sweepsy, everyone knew he was red hot potent and aesthetic pleasing, he was focused. and some people in the crowd of course were feeling the buzz, and feeling freaky. Beacherine Rag was pursued Air B. Gone Rag was a take off of the blues Meeping Willow so rad had nothing to lose And Hooking Hooker’s reign was the bees knees in the nightclub pad and the news And the great one next had the crowd slightly leaping keeping up with the crowds demand his prelude untitled ditty went speeding and still his same ragtime shoes were beating. The crowds outloud demand for the song during the dance, repeating had a warm love greeting play sweepsy! play sweepsy! The crowds outloud demand with a chant repeating for the song was born! and was pleading So the big moment under the roof of fun came, the sobering one, with a billboard run, which brought him to fame which was bound to keep even the freaky crowdsters sane was bound to be walking down the line on Wallstreet’s lane. Meepsey came on, intriguing the crowd in a way so strong, and his melody was heating, It’s a wonder how his hands and rays weren’t already bleeding. His Meepsy was true, sincere, steaming And wahoo! the group of pufferfish team went! And the nightclub disco-like lights continued beaming their chest bumps indicated that their money was well spent again lit was the evening. I was their, in my new uniform I wasn’t going to be no square, on the dance floor, needless to say I wasn’t moving with a wooden chair. Far removed from Poughkeepsie, at the blue, underwater speakeasy, with basslines playing deeply, again on repeat mode night, on the weekly, Meepsy easily did his famous sweepsy. Meepsey was more than just a friend of mine. His tunes were lit in the nightclub pad He dropped in gear, and showed us why why ragtime gifts were a brand new fad I’m just going down the road to see Sweepsy Oh see him soon going down the road to see Sweepsy When I get there I’ll hear his thunder like tunes - AD - 5-10-24 - 5:48am - 6:20am Meepsy Did A Sweepsy

Charlie Christian played Windy Pt. 1

I was the wild man

The Child like damn

running wild was part of my plan

I was the knowing blue chupacabra, with glowing goo mental lava,

with the pantheism flowing knob of listening to Italian Opera

Myself Raskino in a blank puzzled culture only hunted Barley, I hardly

could miss them playing during their jazz playing party. I never heard Jazz

before and was tardy.

I was in the jungle, I heard The band on the random stage rumble,

my feet and fingers and my thumbs cooled and became humble

Charlie Christian tried his hand at Windy

2:47pm

1-2-23