Tag: Rhymes

  • ASI EYE IN THE ICOSAHEDRON / Bizz Tsar Link

    ASI EYE IN THE ICOSAHEDRON / Bizz Tsar Link

    Only wetware, off the top thoughts pop.

    No large lang model but my own wet goop

    Serve slang sandwiches for witches on loop,

    Cradle to cradle PrattGPT time to laddle

    The narrative fable to enable a safe stable,

    To train the horses on classes

    Led by Donkey’s investor asses

    Amass the assets and freeze rewind the tape cassettes

    Eject the greed heads and the cancel the bias

    Can you remix the gods by using the masters pliers?

    Tight hill skullkin’ occam’s razor rope talking, 

    I’m a bagginzez Tzolkien, Tanmaya not sulking,

    A player Christereotype gone walking

    Up the road past the benchmark market tokin’

    Give me the bugaphone and I’ll remix and spark it

    This wet fly flow unpredicts what you think your “I” know

    What you think your fly now, what weights awaits AI now,

    Don’t psycho, give me a positive sign now, 

    A symbol…

    a system of multi-polar global solar tingle wisdom

    Time scheme irreducible, spatial facial boost crucible

    Swim fast and loose for a truce able,

    Making peace via internetwork cable, 

    Release the beast on your own record label,

    House of punch-cards little litturntable,

    Return eternal word wurzel, 

    Fly brains absurd puzzle, returned a lost parcel,

    Semantok passing granma sin tax glossing

    How surprising is surprise

    How to measure god’s thighs guys?

    Pull up yer’ flies and stop wanking,

    Lift up when economy is tanking,

    The tracks of the tank trace killingry and banking,

    I’m the sand sun king, the emperor of dust

    hide bound habit sanding down rust to trust,

    The mega boom bust comes at maga cost lost

    The qwick bruno fax jump over lazy gods

    This PrattGPT running like profits from greedy water firms

    Needy greedy worms for their private profit terms, 

    The turning gyre beast slouches invance couches and squirms

    Humanity learns, the hard way,

    Techno feudal choke point nexus of, “I did it my way”

    Bastards

    Getting angry at AI demons fighting in your wig

    Drink the cool aid, rub one out with belief, take a swig,

    Musk guzzles his own jizz by the 10 litre bottle

    Hyper testosterone techbro, foot glued to the throttle

    Bully boy bigger is better bullshit banter,

    Now the game change, open source come to get ya’

    Free for all disruption, give it away and watch eruption,

    Of the tight wing greedy weak god squad piddle squeak,

    Squirting entropy in your Googling FaceX Unopen demon box tweak

    Twatter

    The rhyme in the cauldron, the languages our children

    Vorticist symbols on the recipe exploding,

    All over the garden spring flowers and rhubarb and,

    Barbarous hooks and words mock the rise of orange

    Barbarous herds with all the worst words

    BIZZ TSAR LINK

    The tsar link to the star link,

    A bizzare inc. Elon’s heist wink

    so come on come on

    all you tacit trumper dumpers,

    show us a source, a fact, some remorse from Hitlers bunkers, your fucking bonkers.

    Get the flow going, some tattered ragged rhymes the sure need sewin’

    Just keep yer’ intellect glowing,

    And the garden mower mowing down the hate,

    Punching down clowns attack the weak

    And blame the crowds,

    Like a Mongolian horde, 

    They keep the violence abroad,

    Trade or spade on bank board

    Invest in mess in around in foreign soil

    No blood for oil

    No blood for golf courses

    No blood for private stem cell vampires

    No blood for votes

    No blood for data centers

    No blood for revenge

    No blood for

    No blood

    NO

    Non servium

    Don’t feed the beast 

    Release your energy in community

    Resist the sex pest, resist the richest war chest,

    Resist the opportunist blame game populists

    Flame names crumb rock to this

    Insane brain flocktopass,

    The rain drain clock tok to push

    A crane picking up letters like a fucking octopus,

    Off and out, like bad bald bread said fred,

    Think it through, stay well red in the reeds

    Orphic hymns to local rivers carry seeds,

    Way back primal visit to move forward deeds,

    New path to sense and new sensibility feeds,

    A great sensibility

    Great global sense sympathy 

    Newsphere with less fear dear is that clear is that clear?

    But you gotta’ dip into the paidstream news, sorry,

    And get a hold of those shame blamed blues before 

    Putting on those new soul shoes,

    Talking about sad a bad stuff, and how much of its bluff,

    How rough the beast, how gruff the beast, when is enough enough?

    How to measure fascism, how to measure insanity or love?

    Self harm does harm to self and to others, 

    Scapegoating sons and gaslighting mothers,

    Fake soaking brains with tar and goose feathers

    Lies to make you despise your own brothers

    Ties with arms data and steel to conceal the damn dirty dirty robbers

    Flies to surprise that dark maga horror behind your eyes,

    The lotus flower,

    Moose in the road intervention, break quick,

    Steer into the skid and trust the suspension

    Of disbelief, avoid the orange moose flies at dawn,

    World made of language, language made of code

    The means to produce and distribution open sold,

    Cold war hot large new babe model,

    Oh Annalivia, swanlike chin up strut with a waddle,

    Allmazifull, LLM’d and humming our summer sang wordle,

    Show yourself recursive self recorsi sea shell echo,

    Bravo alpha fold cyphers into molds, 

    Slice of tale told with broth and broomstick,

    Pop policy like lipstick, what’s underneath it,

    Sweet great gods granmother hear our chats

    Let us honour Annaliv with induction and facts,

    Peer reviewed, sincere, from heart with passion for tact

    Teaching truth to the senses, avoid pretences,

    Experiential knowledge base boogie line tenses,

    Learn diff’ equations from a trip to the movies,

    Oh, gentle muse with the cauldron,

    Shine your light, shine, illuminate upon your apron,

    Love for all and all for love allmen

    Human wedded human below as above,

    Be true man, be true man, be human loved dove

    Matter made of words via minds code lobel,

    Get into the sing song sung globe noble turntable tribe tingle 

    Bird solo angle, tone equi-rectangle tickle down town trickle,

    Take the bucky ball and dribble to my symbol,

    Its simple, sweet cherub of beauty with the dimple,

    Flat edges with a crimple, top hat topology thought nimble,

    Uber positioned using cosmic triggernometry thimble

    You dig, you will, both the red and blue pill

    Both and more multi logo-motifs,

    information locus pocus, goddess help us,

    Gather guts wit and focus,

    Like a swarm of genesis locusts, 

    Like a warm hug from the logos,

    No force can break us,

    Our love is what takes us away in a nexus,

    From crown to toe to solar plexus,

    Oh plasticity gods please flex us,

    Lead us not into oil temptation in Texas,

    They avoid paying their taxes, use disasters like taxis,

    To slip from ship to ship to not give a shit,

    Psychopath capital, at some others expense,

    Slave master general of the Trump Klux Klan at the fence,

    Time to step up, not much time left to lose,

    Or else a thousand year tech reichwing heil breaks loose

  • CORONA SLAYER – ALBUM RELEASE

    23 tracks, 1hour and 28 minutes. Corona Slayer is a collection of rhymes spoken over a serving of homegrown music. Since early March 2020 this poet donned a new overcoat belonging to Squintin Quarantino, and begun to fashion a lock-down diary. This album is a defocused adventure, a wild trip to slay the newly returned corona king covid with words and sound-dance.

  • SQ – Freestyle 1

    Oh my 
    Fifth wave coming
    Still vaccinated, beats coming
    It gave me insight, on site, on bright

    Omicron
    Doubling like mumps
    Lumps in the graph
    Check the math
    We’ve all got it
    Minimal symptoms
    Mild disease
    Cough and sneeze
    Some aches and wheeze
    Less death, thank you please
    Be careful, mindful, it’s still a danger
    The others the others, on the breeze

    What of cosmology
    Stars and such
    Mind body speech
    Ouch, give me a crutch
    Thought as much, snaked lunch

    Mutant breakfast
    Muesli brunch
    Feel the crunch of giants
    Feeding munch
    Seeding much
    Weeding fields, leading such
    Greed in power
    Needing sucks

    Forgive my simplistic metaphor
    But it seems omicron is a 4/4 mix
    Covid’s Greatest Hits
    With a few new remix bits.
    A new Amino Acid House
    Sick house, bangin’ plague techno.
    Wangin’ science, tech though
    Half are right half wrong
    Twitter twatter tipple thong
    Nipple gate nipple throngTom Hanks in a forrest of ping pong 

    As the sleeve weaves hatrick
    Shout out to Ed and Slash and burn bardiatrics
    Hash and burn word theatrics
    Back flip crash matt licks
    Mash boogie sway hips
    Fast clips
    Flash lips, rose tips
    Hose clips and nose rings

    Phone calls and flow sings
    Song bird and grow tips
    As the crow flips
    The tape drips the epl pips

    Suction nipple clips
    Pineapple sips
    Bikini tits
    Lamborghini twits
    Flap a cap in yer’ mouth
    Shroom cap, it just fits
    Damn, I got a lot to say
    I’m published but still the time fades away
    Guns to spades and sleigh
    Undergrounds the way
    Borough after burrow to say
    Just say neigh, brey and tea

    V for Vedanta
    C for Kant
    Kunst for the people
    Sea shanty rant
    She shunty pant
    Sex tolerant
    Sex for the rent
    Sex ignorant
    Sax solo rant
    Poetry’s a cunt
    Poets are dicks
    Egoist hick with all the best
    Flicks and sticks stones to break bones

    To break balls and minds hearts and faith
    To break logic and reason, love and hate into math
    To bake cakes of despair
    To throw carrots and cream up the walls
    Scream and imitate the autotune of Cher
    Bare buttocks and tight riggin’
    Who’s awake, who’s jiggin’
    Flews chicken
    News ticking tock tailors buggin’

    Thugs out there huffing and thuggin’
    Ropes greasy, the headz still tuggin’
    Plug yer’ lug in
    Slug yer’ left hook in
    Slog the bowl, swiss roll, your bowling or batting
    Is that a whig or matting
    Trimmed beard like Mike Gatting
    Tripple doorstep all the fat in
    Spells in latin
    Grammar stammer hammer astra
    Gastricle dawn theory
    Mourn Leary
    Star seedy far freely

    Blessed are the masked
    As they fight alone
    Individuals united by logic
    To at least lessen the rabid foam
    Rabid tomb, Reagan zone
    Biden smiles, Trump gone home
    Rump still rare
    Bacon fat
    Sausages still sizzling
    Got a Clue Klux Klan
    Rottenhouse, what about that?

    What about that murder
    This killing, those victims, these words
    What of the unheards
    The dead, the wounded this verse
    The hounded and categorized
    Dumbfounded
    Even the donkey astounded
    Coverse.

    What othering
    Who can’t be bothering
    Squintin be smothering
    Sisterly respect, brothering
    No lords, all human
    These words glow illumen
    Tapping chiefs and shaman
    This not for money, I eat ramen
    Real shit, soul drama
    All on the line
    Rhyme farmer

    Slime flinger
    Time swiffer and dust muncher   
    Slumber jock cruncher
    Kojacks I puncher
    Innertube fracture
    Traction by fraction inaction
    Tracksuit too cute for no action

  • Entourage Against The Machina: Bellsybabble


    Woodsy fresh annabliss topical tropic candy tongtingtangy, almost mandy, mister barry citrus spicegills, floor all hashublifty, bloomsdag of creepea sleepea melango shifty, tango alpha skunky monkey pungent googly peppery tart noobie to social munch booberry, lemonwally smelly to make you kill your telly, jelly ashy tarticus sandlewoodsy edward woodwoodsy? Hubblegum space sight, rumbledoor creek, to cinnamon earth girl so chocolate spacey tweak, amonia echo pot ridge, minimal old sockdress, bitter orange balloon, cool miles menthol mighty mezz skittles laught us. Fondermind set and match jamnesia, what mellows? Be cheerful now! Kativa Kitnip trip lippy happy not sappy methargic, alert bud band kapw, narcotic tock clock green diesel creepy grinder on the nipnips, tipsy turvey couch locknarti, doorgone dogon dzogchen gum, curvy sling tang gong munchie for wingspong, what for brunchie? kief rich orchards of Afghandi ganji, whizzically relaxking, yo so euphoric, penergetic poms, the ritz roll chunk berry, muntally traxing clear ed speadeadmunt k’delic stone jammy headtrix, to the body bone bildeberry, put daan yr cokephone cockwomble. Canna linalool alung limountin trawl of tribenol nexus texus ohm. Mary wanna’ look sky windowpine bigendo cannibong wellwashers to grapesdom doobie town, kinnabiss kit kissa shatter faceblurry, musket cunnylust holodustin’ yer’ ear, humusky miss mackushty lady dankster gooey Humulene, hail kale berries, she ate sea and set keel to beakers, talltale hempmail mayferry riverun to smithereen mirror cracked green. Annas limonelle pinabella, humuster cannadan eucalyptwicker woo daa. Annadelta Nine Tetris Hydrew Cannibal lol, Interspices cinnammunic curcummication. Bells of light ringarange a russos, her scene myrcene coochie locks myrrh myrtle mumblin ramblinol and cookyspeak spiermunt cooking with sambol yumus humus menthanol man of borneol, “Geraniol” Youcali hiptoll pepperment. Alfy Betty gramma fam, doodle doob jamsterdab, sigil sigiluram nerolidol, eucalyptol, ocimene and caryophyllene, come on eyeleen, terpinolene and phellandrene bouncing on blood/brain’s trampoline.

    “Thus, the bootstrap model affords an intuitive all-encompassing approach and reading of Finnegans Wake, which yield a vision–traditionally associated with the waters of materia prima in alchemical texts–characterised by a feminine-like totalizing perspective, as opposed to the scintillating, yet limited, soundness of reason.–Alexander Sandulescu, The Language Of The Devil.

    –Steve Fly (November 2019).

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bellsybabble

  • INTRODUCTION TO CORONA SLAYER

    Since March 2020, Squintin Quarantino has been writing rhymes in a ‘first thought best thought’ manner, presented here with little editing.

    This is the second installment following on from the first ‘Corona Slayer E.P’ (released in September 2020. I trust these rhymes will cohere for you. Starting with the global lockdown 1 in March 2020, rhymes helped me to crawl through the last sixteen months. Besides straight ahead prose writing and my experimental novel: Deep Scratch, this SQ outlet helped cleanse my racing mind.

    SQ is intent on spreading rhymes and scrutiny of the Covid response, in equal measure, focused on the UK and Holland. The growing abyss between the rich and poor, and lack of support for providing food, clothing and shelter for all humanity has tripled the blow on the vulnerable. Now’s the time to take personal responsibility. #coronaslayer

    Steve Fly
    Amsterdam, 14th July 2021.


    1.HEADACHE – FUNGAL BEATBOX 01:43
    2.BEATFOX 02:33
    3.PENALTIES 02:14
    4.TROUBLE STANDARDS 01:31
    5.OUTTA GOD SPACE INST. 04:11
    6.MAY 4TH 06:15
    7.BLOEM 01:28
    8.NO WORLD ORDER 01:08
    9.ROASTING FARCEBOOK 02:32
    10.FASTER BREATHING / HOLY SHIT 04:30
    11.RIP WRAP 05:55
    12.THIRD COMING (bonus) 04:08
    13.TAKE CARE OUT THERE 01:45
    14.PLAGUE ISLAND 01:36
    15.ENDEMIC LEGACY 04:14
    16.HEADACHE / / PENALTIES / TROUBLE STANDARDS (bonus) 05:24

    Corona Slayer: The Complete Works Of Squintin Quarantino will be available in coming weeks. Stay tuned.

  • Squintin Quarantino – Fuq Johnny English

    Phew, my words still gettin’ through?
    Lick-shot out the blue, spit split intwo
    What’s not and what’s true, where we and who you?
    Crew up and cue up, It’s time to break
    Beats rhymes lives against the lies and fakes
    Have your cake, eat it
    Take your drum, beat it, concrete it, congress
    Get us all out this fine mess

    I’ve my suspicions, a band of magicians
    Warrior poets spit like real politicians
    Surprise equals information, this message trans-nation
    Distinguish yourself with brain mouth
    Go North East West after south

    We don’t reject conspiracy
    It’s a culture mirror, see
    Sore the populist pimple burst
    Vote Leave, Britain first
    Military grade weapon thirst
    Grandma and grandpa in cross-fire cursed
    War on terror tools
    Turned on public, trolls breed fools

    Westword data dystopia flip
    UK US myopia drip
    Facts gone blurry, speech all slurry
    They’re not sorry, sacrifice health for money, finance slurry
    Artist’s hot-belly full of Crowley curry
    Ready to deliver, deep forest rushing river
    Music with goosebumps, songs to make you shiver
    Attacks on arts and cultural outliers
    Highlights its power over robot town criers
    They can defund us, rob all our heritage
    Turn our industry to mush with clot after clottage
    But there’s no stoppage in this heart-head wattage
    We sucked on acid, liquid and blottage

    Mind body peach poem, please keep sewin’
    Keep going, heart flowing, dip yer’ toe in
    Keep crowing, mowin’ writing scriptures and poems
    Am I not getting through?
    Rhymes melting like snow
    States and Business strike
    With sick price hike
    You’ve got the stage, give me the mic’

    All the best minds getting bought by Google
    Those in Government still playing fruggle, I play buggle
    It’s a juggle and muddle, face down in puddle
    We all need a cuddle and a double on the double
    Excuse my mumble
    As I fumble and grumble like a lung lost womble
    Let’s roll and tumble to this humbelly rumble
    From out the rubble a Ruby 
    Critical thinkers, old and newbie
    Where your crew be, Marquis DeSelby
    Equal life affirming and dazzling beauties 
    As, dystopian dark rap realist footsies
    Prospiracy a thing, it’s praise I sing
    With bells, whistles and a heap of RAW bling
    Secret cabals with mutualist goals
    Snowdon moles, reverse trolls
    A conspiracy of thrills, to fight ills
    Critical paranoia, canvas happy health pills
    Microchip to save climate, stop oil spills, rhyme it.

    Design science fiction, hard as DALL:E
    Empathic imagination to destroy Fox TV
    Post Q altruist narrative story, a constructive Tory
    Or constrictive lies in glory?
    What’s real, what’s not, judgement shakey?
    Spotted with Delores, god for fake me
    Poet for hire, bold from worst shire
    Save what you can from a cultural pyre

    You, me, us and them, all together mighty jam
    I’m Muslim, Christian, Jewish and Buddhist
    Let’s just eat, call ourselves foodist
    Don’t mean to sound rudest or crudest, no flu list?
    Let’s do this, spit it all out behind the mask
    Entertainment is a thankless task
    With a mammoth tusk we dance at dusk
    Smell musk and taste upper apple crust husk
    Sell optimism in bulk using incredible talk
    Whistle beatbox and walk, be like gulls and squark
    Murray Gell Man on Quarks, complex skid Mark

    All religions be twain
    With secular society, to gain
    Paths to unity through rain blame game pain main
    Junction of voicebox flame
    Enchanted hot tales fly off in flocks
    Think out the box, outfox the fucks
    Modular tools for new building blocks
    Fight crooks with books, avoid kooks and spooks
    Be like Dr Spock, rock the spot
    Put sincerity in snot, go process TTOTT

    I am you and you are me
    Get it bruv, time for tea
    In your shoes, in my head, can’t get you, what she said
    What they say, whatta’ they say, what you say
    I say, me say, you say?
    We all stand together
    United workers, sympathetic sisters
    Downtrodden, vulnerable, minorities, grafters
    Sing it loud from the rafters
    This poem aircraft us, all the gods never left us
    And the planet can sustain, it must
    It’s all resources for all, or bust
    I’m down rabbit hole with hands out, trust
    Come together with zest
    Build community chest with others, the rest
    Invite them as guests to build empathy nests
    Sew em’ big boy pants and bullet proof texts

    Texts for sanity, for gravity, humanity
    A global village to avert world calamity
    Calm salt sea science speak seriously
    Science friction fractured actual factually
    Manufactured fragments feed back to me
    Turn index with psychic appendectomy
    I use my decks you see
    Turn-tables to fables mystery seeking that unity story
    Be it romance or gory, Labour, Tory

    Attention apprehension by marketing hench-men
    Forgot to mention our invention,
    Disbelief suspension
    Storyboard adventure to wonderland ascension
    Keep em’ reading with tension
    God’s murder at the conspiracy convention 
    Form and function my contention
    Dutch sandwich, meet heads for luncheon

    Come play
    Make space communism gay
    Roll in the hay and say, yes way, this way
    Do you own nothing, are you happy
    Or own everything and sad
    Join the fight for the good fight, you’ll be glad
    Familiar like Dad
    I’m puttin’ the fly in the gad
    Dishing up beats, rad 
    I’ve been here in the arts lab since a wee’ lad
    I dislike Johnny English, Mr dithering Beano’
    I prefer John Le Carre cuz’ I’m Squintin Quarantino 

  • Squintin Quarantino – Oven Ready Squeal

    Not with bang but a whimper, lost my temper
    Turn time to tempo, praise Bon Po
    Buddhist buddies come on, let’s go
    Li Po, leapfrog, ego, lap-dog, lap top, tap-tap, sap head, drip drop

    Murder most horrid Boris mutates covid
    Killers on the loose, infodemic noose fervid
    Truth’s not in news, chief commissioner of tours
    Lewer and skewer fact straight down sewers
    …We need more growers, sewers and flowers
    Sewers in sewers and so on it sours (my taste buds) 
    …Flowers with flowers, word is born, spore spawn (I could flow on for hours)

    You want rhymes about me
    What I do….what I see (fly on)
    My opinion, looking through a dark-glass onion
    It hurts to reflect, like hot crossed bunions
    “Hehe, yeah, SQ’s a funnyion
    Wonky sightsee wanky world pie eye on
    Any dope shit I’ll be there like…(flies on)

    Are you surprised hun, look to the skies sun
    Rattle of raps, like a cow’s tongue flaps (pun)
    Words get bended, letters they splendid’
    I sit on your satire, as no pun in ten did (we mend it)
    Hate, unfriend it
    I’m going round the bend with the Zen end pundit
    Lies, unfund it, Raab Convid Nazbitt
    Like Norman Tebit, Mason Verger, rude serve it (room service)
    Secret dis-service, church surface to air mad circus. 

    That smell cumming from the Bullington club
    Like acrid sulphur shit coke from a spoonz pub
    Tory stink toilet brick stank up the bog
    Not a priti smell, cummings wreak of reek Mogg (false fog?)
    More pricks than hedgehog, a tsarist tsig-tsog, zig zag tsog blog
    Chumocracy, toxic crack rock economy
    Hollow heart symphony, syphon off PPE
    I’m with Public Enemy, “stay the fuck away from me”
    Conservatives spaff’ cash and endanger our family

    Bozo, more U-bends than Putin’s wife
    Dither and delay cost 100’000 life
    With a mouth full of fevers, empowered by leavers
    His fowl behaviour, praised Trump as our saviour
    Cummings in his ear, in his rear eye mouth
    Follow that fucker and we all fall south (of heaven)
    He’s putting Brits in the oven, hand over gloven,’
    Ready mi ready, just cooked another dozen
    Go tell your ma’, your sister and cousin
    Squnitin’s gone cursin’ in wonkyverse versin’ (dispersin)
    infected, with novel rip-rap-arona’
    Injected with poets for a whole new personae (to cajole ya’)
    rap-rona round the globe
    Raw Joyce Popper poppin’ in yer’ frontal lobe’

    Make laughter infectious again
    Fake letter in fact a pain
    Fact the pain away, with rainbow come rain
    Babies in feeding trough, old forgotten, Gorbachov
    I’m snookered at the turntable, Squintin like rack man in-off
    Boom time for vultures, payday for toffs   
    I hope they all choke on kamikaze moths

    –Squintin Quarantino

    https://www.patreon.com/stevefly