(Verse 1)
**In the land of hashtags and filters**, where influencers roam,
Lived the notorious **Engagement Pods**, with smartphones as their throne.
They'd gather in the shadows, plotting likes and shares,
Their mission: to dominate the algorithm, no matter who despairs.

(Chorus)
**Oh, the Engagement Pods**, they'd whisper in the night,
When creators dare to call us out, we'll strike with all our might.

(Verse 2)
**Buddy the Bot**, their fearless leader, wore a pixelated crown,
His bio read, "Likes for likes, comments up or down!"
He'd rally the troops, shouting, "Attack, my loyal crew!
When someone exposes our tactics, let's swarm them like we do!"

(Chorus)
**Oh, the Engagement Pods**, they'd whisper in the night,
When creators dare to call us out, we'll strike with all our might.

(Outro)
And so, the battle raged on, likes versus authenticity,
As the Engagement Pods clashed with creators' ingenuity.
But remember, dear friends, in this social media brawl,
**Authenticity wins hearts**, while Pods stumble and fall.

Ballad of the Enagement PODS

(Verse 1)
Like, like, like, my dear friends,
Scroll and heart it, never ends.
Comment "Great post!" though it's bland,
Help me boost my personal brand.

(Chorus)
Engagement pods, oh, what a game,
Chasing clout, we're all the same.

(Verse 2)
Share my story, I'll share yours,
Algorithm can't close our doors.
We'll outsmart it, just you see,
In this pod, we're family.

(Chorus)
Engagement pods, oh, what a game,
Chasing clout, we're all the same.

(Bridge)
DM groups with rules so tight,
"Engage with ten posts, or goodnight."
Don't you dare to ghost or lurk,
Or we'll label you as a jerk.

(Verse 3)
Follow, unfollow, what a dance,
In this Insta-romance.
But don't you worry, don't you sob,
We're all part of the engagement pod.

The Engagement Nursery

A collection of AI songs generated from the SUNO app to poke fun at Engagement PODS and AI BOTS

The Electric Avenger

(Verse 1)
**In the heart of the Algorithm Forest**, where pixels danced and tweets took flight,
Lived a pod named Podrick, with a dream as bright as a hashtag's light.
He wore a crown of retweets, his throne a swivel chair,
And his followers whispered, "Podrick's reign is beyond compare!"

(Chorus)
**Oh, Podrick the Pod Kingpin**, with your automated likes so fine,
You ruled the social realm, your empire built on a binary line.
But beware, dear Podrick, for algorithms can be fickle,
And fame can crumble faster than a poorly timed meme trickle.

(Verse 2)
Podrick's strategy was simple: **like, comment, repeat**,
His minions followed blindly, their keyboards tapping to the beat.
"Engagement is our currency," he'd declare with fervent glee,
As they boosted cat videos, avocado toast, and influencer tea.

(Bridge)
But whispers spread through the Twitterverse, like wildfire in a GIF,
Creators grumbled, "Podrick's cheating! His reign is a digital myth!"
They plotted their revenge, sharpening their hashtags like swords,
For they knew that authenticity was mightier than any bot horde.

Podrick's Last Stand

In the land of professional networking, Where suits and ties do all the talking, There’s an AI lurking in the shadows, Cooking up comments that leave us baffled. 

Impressive profile, my dear connection, Your synergy with synergies deserves mention!  But wait, it’s a bot, not a human soul, Spouting jargon like a corporate black hole. 

Oh, LinkedIn AI, won’t you tell me why? Your comments sound like they’re high on Wi-Fi. Let’s synergize our paradigms, you say, While we’re just trying to get through the day! 

Your thought leadership is paradigm-shifting, Let’s leverage our synergistic uplifting! But honestly, AI, can we keep it real? I just want a job, not an AI commical ordeal. 

Kudos on your strategic alignment, Your KPIs are truly enlightenment! But deep down, we know it’s all a sham, Like a PowerPoint slide with stock photo glam. 

And when the algorithm goes haywire, We get gems like, Your synergy inspires! But what’s the synergy between us, pray tell? Is it coffee chats or just a LinkedIn spell?  - These bots talking to bots can go to hell!

So here’s to you, LinkedIn bot, my friend, May your buzzwords never reach an end. But remember, behind the jargon haze, Real connections thrive in authentic ways.

AI Synergy Serenade

(Verse 1)
In the land of cached memories,
Where pixels crumble and trackers roam,
We navigate the cookie labyrinth,
With our consent banners set in chrome.

(Pre-Chorus)
Double-tap, share, and comment,
Our emojis dance in perfect sync,
We're the engagement pod dream team,
Spreading love like a viral link.

(Chorus)
Engagement pod, oh engagement pod,
We're the secret sauce behind the trend,
From sunrise to sunset, we're active,
Lifting each other up, my friend.
The deception never ends!

(Verse 2)
We slide into DMs like undercover agents,
Trading hearts and fire emojis,
Our comments are more supportive than a therapy dog,
And our likes? Well, they're as genuine as avocado toast.

(Outro)
So here's to you, my fellow pod members,
May our engagement be forever strong,
In this vast sea of pixels and hashtags,
We'll keep dancing to our engagement song.

Chrome Anthem

(Verse 1)
There's a band of ones and zeros, where browsers roam free,
There’s a tale of cookies, oh, how they love to spree.
They’re not your grandma’s chocolate chips, oh no,
These are Chrome cookies, with a digital glow.

(Pre-Chorus)
They hide in the shadows, behind your cached dreams,
Whispering secrets, plotting devious schemes.
They know your browsing history, your deepest desires,
And they dance through the night, setting your CPU on fires.

(Chorus)
Chrome cookies, oh what a delight!
They nibble on data, day and night.
They track your clicks, your searches, your whims,
All while sipping virtual milk, doing cookie gymnastics.

(Verse 2)
Meet Sir Snickerdoodle, the cookie kingpin,
With crumbs in his mustache and mischief in his grin.
He says, “I’ve got your passwords, your cat memes galore,
And I’ll sell 'em to the highest bidder, just for a byte more!”

(Pre-Chorus)
Lady Macaron, elegant and refined,
She knows your shoe size and your favorite wine.
She’ll follow you across domains, without a fuss,
Leaving crumbs of suspicion, making your life a circus.

(Chorus)
Chrome cookies, oh what a delight!
They nibble on data, day and night.
They track your clicks, your searches, your whims,
All while sipping virtual milk, doing cookie gymnastics.

(Bridge)
Now, the Oatmeal Twins, they’re a rowdy pair,
They crash your incognito mode, without a care.
“Clear your cache!” they chant, waving their spoons,
As they sprinkle glitter on your browser moons.

(Instrumental Break) 🎸

(Chorus)
Chrome cookies, oh what a delight!
They nibble on data, day and night.
They track your clicks, your searches, your whims,
All while sipping virtual milk, doing cookie gymnastics.

(Outro)
So next time you browse, my friend, beware,
The Chrome cookies are watching, with a digital stare.
Clear your cache, block those trackers, and stay wise,
Or they’ll waltz through your privacy like pixelated spies!

Cookie Dance

(Verse 1)
There's a land of bulls and bears,
Where influencers gather in secret meets,
There’s a shady crew that’s up to no good,
Spreading fake news like they’re Robin Hood deadbeats.

(Pre-Chorus)
They sip their lattes, tap their screens,
Cooking up stories behind the scenes.
Their pods are buzzing, algorithms whir,
Crafting tales that’ll make your head swirl.

(Chorus)
Engagement pods, oh what a sight!
Liking each other’s posts day and night.
They share wild conspiracies, memes so absurd,
All while sipping kombucha, feeling quite stirred.

(Verse 2)
Captain Hashtag leads this merry band,
With a handle so cryptic, it’s hard to understand.
He whispers, “Folks, let’s trend this tale,
About alien presidents and a flat Earth gale!”

(Pre-Chorus)
They spin yarns of lizard people’s plots,
Crop circles, chemtrails, and moon cheese shots.
Their posts go viral, the comments explode,
As they weave a web of nonsense untold.  Stay tuned, as our story unfolds...

(Chorus)
Engagement pods, oh what a sight!
Liking each other’s posts day and night.
They share wild conspiracies, memes so absurd,
All while sipping kombucha, feeling quite stirred.

(Bridge)
Now, meet Lady Echo, the pod’s chief echoer,
She amplifies lies with a digital megaphone.
“Did you hear? The moon’s made of cheese!”
She winks, sips her chai latte with ease.  Welcome to the fake news Jamboree!

(Chorus)
Engagement pods, oh what a sight!
Liking each other’s posts day and night.
They share wild conspiracies, memes so absurd,
All while sipping kombucha, feeling quite stirred.

(Outro)
But beware, dear listener, don’t fall for their tricks,
Fact-check, question, and debunk their mix.
For in the realm of engagement pods’ lore,
Truth is scarce, and satire reigns galore!

Fake News Jamboree

(Verse 1) In the heart of Vermont’s green embrace, Where the mountains kiss the sky with grace, Stands our alma mater, strong and true, Oh Slaters, we sing to you.

(Chorus) Oh, Slaters, Slaters, raise your voices high, Through halls and fields, under the open sky, We stand united, colors bold and bright, Guided by knowledge, our beacon of light.

(Verse 2) From Mechanic Street to the rolling hills, Where dreams take flight and courage instills, We learn, we strive, we forge our way, In the shadow of Everest, we proudly sway.

(Chorus) Oh, Slaters, Slaters, raise your voices high, Through halls and fields, under the open sky, We stand united, colors bold and bright, Guided by knowledge, our beacon of light.

(Bridge) In classrooms humming with curiosity, In gymnasiums echoing with victory, We build friendships, memories that endure, Our legacy etched in every brick and floor.

(Verse 3) Teachers, mentors, guiding stars, Igniting flames within our hearts, Math and science, art and song, In unity, we find where we belong.

(Chorus) Oh, Slaters, Slaters, raise your voices high, Through halls and fields, under the open sky, We stand united, colors bold and bright, Guided by knowledge, our beacon of light.

(Outro) As seasons change and years unfold, We carry the spirit of white and blue, Fair Haven Slaters, forever we’ll proclaim, In our hearts, you’ll always be the flame.

Slaters’ Anthem

(Verse 1) 🎶 Out of touch, out of reach, yeah, You thought our trust was bulletproof, oh dear. But that engagement pod malfunctioned, Now our plans are scattered like confetti on the lawn.

(Pre-Chorus) 🎶 Oh, I get hysterical, hysteria, The ring’s pixelated, it’s a digital criteria. Our trust story crashed like a buggy app, Guess we won’t be saying “I do,” just “Ctrl+Alt+Delete.”

(Chorus) 🎶 I got a notification tonight, “Error 404: trust not found,” it’s just not right. Can’t stop this glitchy feeling, Our romance took a nosedive, it’s reeling.

(Verse 2) 🎶 Out of sync, out of bytes, yeah, Our engagement pod’s code went haywire, I swear. I believed in us, in our binary bliss, But now it’s buffering, and I’m feeling amiss.

(Pre-Chorus) 

(Bridge) 🎶 Error messages flashing like neon signs, Our trust story’s crashing, it’s the end of the line. Syntax errors in our hearts, oh, what a mess, Our engagement pod’s officially decompressed.

(Outro) 🎶 Get closer to the reset button, baby, Our trust’s a runtime error, it’s driving me crazy. Busted engagement pod, you’re the ultimate buzzkill, But hey, at least we’ll always have that faulty thrill. 🎶

Error 404 - Trust Anthem

(Verse 1)

In the quiet of the morning light,
We rise from dreams, our hearts alight.
No algorithms guide our way,
Just raw emotion, come what may.

(Pre-Chorus)

We've wandered far, lost in screens,
But now we seek what truly means.
The touch of hands, the warmth of smiles,
Our human essence spans the miles.

(Chorus)

Put the human back into humanity,
Let empathy be our gravity.
Sing it loud, let kindness bloom,
In this shared existence, we find our room.

(Verse 2)

We're stardust wrapped in fragile skin,
Our laughter echoes through the din.
No neural networks, no binary code,
Just beating hearts on this earthly road.

(Pre-Chorus)

We've danced with shadows, lost our way,
But now we rise to greet the day.
The analog pulse, the rhythm of life,
Connects us all, transcending strife.

(Chorus)

Put the human back into humanity,
Let compassion be our legacy.
Sing it loud, let love ignite,
In this grand cosmic dance, we find our light.

(Bridge)

We're constellations, stories intertwined,
Each scar, each memory, a thread that binds.
No artificial minds, no silicon dreams,
Just souls entwined in life's grand themes.

(Chorus)

Put the human back into humanity,
Let forgiveness be our symphony.
Sing it loud, let grace unfold,
In this shared journey, our stories told.

(Outro)

So let's dance, let's sing, let's feel,
In this grand celestial reel.
We'll find our way back home, you'll see,
For we are humanity's anthem, forever free.

Humanity's Anthem

(Verse 1) In a world of fleeting faces, I wandered alone, A fragile heart seeking solace, a place to call my own. Through storms and silent nights, I carried my dreams, Yearning for a love that would stitch up my seams.

(Pre-Chorus) And then you came, a beacon of light, A shelter in the chaos, breaking through the night. Your arms wide open, your heart unafraid, You whispered, “Little one, you’re home now, don’t be afraid.”

(Chorus) I found my refuge in your embrace, A family woven by grace. From foster shadows to love’s sweet charms, I’m finally safe, wrapped in your arms.

(Verse 2) The scars I carried, etched deep within, You kissed them gently, whispered, “We’ll begin.” No longer an echo lost in the wind, I became your daughter, your son, your kin.

(Pre-Chorus) And in your eyes, I saw my reflection, A promise of love, a lifelong connection. Through courtrooms and paperwork, we fought the fight, To make this bond unbreakable, bathed in pure light.

(Chorus) I found my refuge in your embrace, A family woven by grace. From foster shadows to love’s sweet charms, I’m finally safe, wrapped in your arms.

(Bridge) We danced through tears and laughter, Built memories like castles in the sand. You taught me love’s resilience, its ever-after, And I found my place—a cherished strand.

(Chorus) I found my refuge in your embrace, A family woven by grace. From foster shadows to love’s sweet charms, I’m finally safe, wrapped in your arms.

(Outro) So here’s to the journey, the winding road, From foster care’s uncertainty to love bestowed. In your love, I found my forever song, A foster child no more—I belong.

Forever Song

(Verse 1)
In the quiet of the night,
Where shadows dance and hearts take flight,
A child lost in the echoes embrace,
Yearning for a love that leaves no trace.

(Pre-Chorus)
She’s a fading echo in the wind,
A fragile soul with dreams pinned,
To the stars that watch her every move,
In this broken world where scars prove.

(Chorus)
Fading echoes of a mother’s lullaby,
Torn away, lost in the orphaned sky,
She carries memories like fragile glass,
In the labyrinth of foster homes she’ll pass.

(Verse 2)
Each new face, a chance to belong,
Yet trust is a fragile thread, easily wronged,
From one stranger’s arms to another’s embrace,
She seeks solace in their fleeting grace.

(Pre-Chorus)
In the photo albums of borrowed rooms,
She collects fragments of love, like fading blooms,
Her heart stitched together with threads of resilience,
In this transient dance of hope and silence.

(Bridge)
“Who am I?” she whispers to the moon,
As the stars listen, weaving a cosmic tune,
Her reflection in cracked mirrors tells the tale,
Of strength forged in adversity, a fragile sail.

(Outro)
And when the dawn breaks, a new horizon gleams,
She’ll rise, unbroken, fueled by forgotten dreams,
For within her, a universe of resilience unfurls,
A symphony of hope, echoing across the worlds.

Fading Echoes

Commander Mark, Thank you for inspiring generations of artists.  You are a remarkable human!

Symmetry of imagination, where colors come alive, There’s a place called the Secret City, where dreams and art collide. Mark Kistler, with a pencil in his hand, Taught us to draw 3D worlds so easy to understand!

Foreshortened circles as his guide, 
Mark stood tall, an Emmy-award-winning host, Making magic slide.
His hands moved with ease as he crafted, with all the secret cities he drafted.

The Secret City, where lines danced and soared, Mark’s hand-drawn worlds, our hearts truly adored.  With books sold by the million, his legacy remains,  Commander Mark, forever in our creative veins.

From the opening credits, that rocket took flight, Mark’s passion ignited, teaching art with pure delight. Draw Squad, Imagination Station, oh, the memories we hold, In the pre-YouTube era, his teachings were gold.

With pencils and paper, we followed his lead, Drawing cubes, spheres, and dragons, planting artistic seeds. Mark Kistler, the legend, our imaginations set free, In the Secret City, we found our creativity.

The Secret City, where lines danced and soared, Mark’s hand-drawn worlds, our hearts truly adored. With books sold by the million, his legacy remains, Commander Mark, forever in our creative veins.

With pencils and paper, the castles, and the skies, Mark’s voice echoing, “You can draw, realize!” We sketched alongside him, our pencils full of fire,  In the Secret City, our dreams reached higher.

The Secret City, where lines danced and soared, Mark’s hand-drawn worlds, our hearts truly adored. With books sold by the million, his legacy remains, Commander Mark, forever in our creative veins.

As the credits rolled, we held our drawings tight, Grateful for Mark Kistler’s magic, shining so bright. The Secret City, a place we’ll never forget, Where art met adventure, and our imaginations met.

Mark Kistler Anthem

Owwll Anthem

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own

Go ahead and hate your neighbor
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
You can justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after
One tin soldier rides away (rides away)

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill
Asking for the buried treasure
Tons of gold for which they'd kill

It came an answer from the mountain
With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain
All the riches buried there

Go ahead and hate your neighbor
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of heaven
You can justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after
One tin soldier rides away

Now the valley cried with anger
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people
So they won their just reward
Now they stood beside the treasure
On the mountain, dark and red
Turned the stone and looked beneath it
"Peace on Earth" was all it said

One Tin Soldier

A song dedicated to an amazing human soul - Russ Johns, you are one kind pirate my friend!  There are also a few references to MLK as well.

Quotes

Sometimes we are so rushed to hurry through life, we forget to stop to hear the raindrops or the rhythm of a train. My good friend Derek Laliberte - Founder @Disruptur needed a song for his short film "Hurry" - I hope you enjoy this classic rock track that reminds us to enjoy life. Lyrics are clean.

Hurry, hurry, hurry

Maybe you think you're living, maybe you think it's a dream.
Your heart is tigh locked, honed in on threads in a stream.

whispered secrets behind closed doors, the devil nudges because he's lived it all before

We will stumble and we will fall, Tripping over our own shadows, chasing after it all. Relationships fray, like threads pulled too tight, And love slips through our fingers, lost in the fight.

tighter and tighter the noose closes shut.  'Less we forget to breathe the flowers of the day, peace turns into chaos as our life slips away.

In our haste, we overlook the beauty of the mundane, The way raindrops kiss the earth, the rhythm of a train. Our hearts ache silently, yearning for a pause, To mend what’s broken, to rewrite our own laws.

We will stumble and we will fall, Tripping over our own shadows, chasing after it all. Relationships fray, like threads pulled too tight, And love slips through our fingers, lost in the fight.

But maybe, just maybe, we can slow down the race, Find solace in stillness, embrace life’s grace. For the bad things that happen when people hurry, Can be healed by the magic of moments savored, worry-free.

Hurry

Created for the Electric Peach Company and my friend Sophie Lee.

We build all of our teams to suit your needs. 

We’re a small, queer, female-run consultancy with a big heart and a whole lot of energy.

We build all our teams to complimentary 

Big things grow from this little seed. And, like all the most beautiful things that come to fruition, it starts underground.

So here's to you Electric Peach!
Raise your glasses high as we toast to what's unseen.
In the cosmic symphony of purpose to leaving the world better than you found it.

Leaving the world better than you found it is an act of rebellion.

It's time to rewrite your story, breathe new life into your brand.

Rise up from the ashes to a story new.  Break away from the mundane to paint the skies a brighter blue.

So here's to you Electric Peach!
Raise your glasses high as we toast to what's unseen.
In the cosmic symphony of purpose to leaving the world better than you found it.

A message is a powerful thing. It can educate, inspire and galvanize people into action.
Come and join a movement of rebel truth-teller's changing the narrative of how businesses operate.  It's up to you to take the next stand for your brand.

Peaches

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference

YOU GOT THIS!

As I drowned my sorrows, one by one.
With the liquid fire that numbed my pain.
I tried to escape, but its grip was relentless,

Watching it's warmth and burn pulling me down the drain with it.

My soul lost in a never ending symphony of shattered dreams.
I cling to the refuge, that old whiskey jar somehow seems so routine

I stand in the ashes of my despair, Each sip a step closer to the abyss with raised hair.
I had my dance with my demons, but now a phoenix stirs, its wings unyielding, torch by torch.  My soul filled with flames as a new melody of courage is set ablaze.

Now I chase the echoes of tomorrow and what could be.  As new memories unravel for me to see.  
The sun paints the sky, a new canvas of hope.
As those memories unravel, like a tapestry of rope 

I stand in the ashes of my despair, Each sip a step closer to the abyss with raised hair.
I had my dance with my demons, but now a phoenix stirs, its wings unyielding, torch by torch.  My soul filled with flames as a new melody of courage is set ablaze.

hang on my daughters and sons, all the worlds a stage, but your story is not done.  Life is not defined by how successful you are, learn from your mistakes and I promise you will go far.

Serenity Prayer

Dedicated to celebrating the life of David Belden and his family.

ooo oooo oooo
ahh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhhh

This one's for David, may you rest in eternal peace my friend.

Tomorrow is still tomorrow and in those echoes of new are the memories of old. Go make those memories of those stories untold.

In that echo of tomorrow is where you will find your way.
On your way you go to chase infinity to make a brighter day.

[chorus]
Fear not, my kindred spirits, for what we do in life will echo through all eternity. I know this because a melody of stardust has carried my soul to the cosmic winds,
Where memories and hopes entwine, where time begins.

My friends, I lived long and hard and always stopped to help a friend.
My timeless memories captured on film right to the end.
I leave you this thought as we now part ways, we'll always see each other again in brighter days.

In life, my courage had no bounds, my compassion for life even higher.
In the darkest hours, I tried to bring hope's light,
Guiding souls to safety, through the longest night.

When the world trembles, and disaster strikes,
I was the calm in the storm, a true beacon of light.
From newborn cries to the elderly's last breath,
A kindred spirit helping write stories of courage, defying death.

[chorus]

In the darkest hours, my kindred spirits, bring hope's light and guide souls to safety, through the longest night.

Kindred Spirit

LIBP Anthem

A song dedicated to the Town of Fair Haven, Vermont

Fair Haven

A mashup of slogans from the ‘80s to current 

The following companies are depicted in the lyrics TikTok, GEICO, Toyota North America, Lexus, Chick-fil-A Restaurants, Starbucks, McDonald's, Electronic Arts (EA), Wrigley, Skittles, Porsche AG, FedEx, Nike, Apple, General Mills, The Coca-Cola Company, Allstate, Sony, Skittles, FedEx, General Mills, Pringles, Sprite, and Wendy’s 

If a caveman can do it, then I’m lovin’ it!

Slogans

My journey from an abused foster child to award winning foster/adoptive parent has refined me into the person I am today.  Kindness should never have a return value.  I hope you enjoy my music and stories as I've learned to reciprocate kindness by failing often. My mom always told me "Life is not defined by how successful you are, it's defined by how well you learn from your mistakes.

SPOTAPOD

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