Mick Burr
Mick Burr

Heading

Heading

Heading

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

www.nfl.com

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

Heading

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

This is a heading!

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

This is a heading!

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

This is a heading!

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

This is a heading!

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

This is a heading!

This is a text! You can edit, move, copy or delete it.

 

 

Welcome to Mick Burr.

                                     The Mystery Voice

 

                                                by

                                          David Burr

 

      You raise your voice

 

      You have no choice

 

       For you have been in a maze

 

      For all of your days.

The cold wind blows.

As you see a spider that delivers many woes.

You weep with tears

As you face your fears.

You are cased in a jar

And you are flattened by a car.

As you are taken to a mystery place,

For you see, the car has trapped you in your mind,

And you are in your own disgrace.

You are in a desert and the winds blow cold,

As you ponder mysteries of times of old.

You are a saint and you go forth,

For now you are trapped in a time morph.

You enter in to a black hole and are crushed,

For it is your escape velocity,

That you have asked for when you fussed.

You search far and near,

And you realize that you will never escape,

space time continuom,

That is your greatest fear.

So you realize that you are trapped,

in boxes within boxes-oh dear!

As you look up and wipe the tears from your eyes,

You realize that you have to make your greatest choice,

As you look to the Creator-your mystery voice.

even though you have comitted a great atrocity,

You look around and realize you are free.

And you shout with pride and glee!

 

                                 the end

Where to Find Us:

My Thoughts on the Grand Design

                                      The Mind of Vermin

 

                                            by

 

                                        David Burr

 

 

  Deep within the shadowy pit,

 

  There lived a mans ID and his IT.

 

  There was a clock on the wall that went tick tock

 

  The hands would go back and forth, 

 

  To the south and to the north.

 

  There was a man inside this pit,

 

  Who swallowed a poisonous toad,

 

  and burst in to a fit.

 

  Outside the pit there was a child,

 

  Who was a boy of great wisdom in the wild.

 

  The boy looked around and tried to run and hide,

 

  He looked inside himself,

 

  And no one could compare,

 

  The reasons why he found lots of snakes and bats in there.

 

  The boy found a guy who took three hikes,

 

  He asked the man why he was standing over a chasm of spikes.

 

  The man nodded and then replied,

 

  "I am your path to redemption,

 

   I will protect you from self-deception.

 

  For I look at you and not Strong Thurmon,

 

  I will protect you from a mind of vermin.

 

  For you look down and here is your master plan,

 

  You are nothing but a boy but thanks to me you will become a man.

 

  You have lots of rage inside of you and have clenched your fist,

 

  But I will help you get in touch with the supreme collective conciousness.

 

  Right now you have the mind of Darth Vador,

 

  But I will help you get in touch with the Creator.

 

  You will come back and sit for a while 'cause at least you are learning,

 

  You will find the Pharoh who keeps the world turning,

 

  For, it is burning in the heart of his pet Persian.

 

  For I have come all this way to protect you from thr mind of a vermin.

 

  And here is my master plan,

 

  With the Creator's help, you are a boy who will become a man.

 

                                    The end

 

 

 

                                  

Mick Burr
4518 selma st

sarasota, FL 34232


Phone: +1 941 3775733

What's New

Extended business hours

To accomodate our customers' busy schedules, we have extended our hours and are now open later.

 



Special Facebook Promotion!
Like us on Facebook and get 10% off your next order.

                                            

                         

  

Print Print | Sitemap
© Mick Burr