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Silly, catchy, melody in this classic-sounding children’s tune. It suggests a naughty cartoon character or creature up to no good, searching for food and generally making mischief. Melody is carried on celeste with comic tuba phrases.

Good for family presentations where a sense of fun and warmth are needed.

In the Doghouse - Free to Use Music

  Iran in Prophecy- Daniel 11
- Ezekiel 38, Daniel 11, Jeremiah 49. Iran is 1 part of 4 way split of Persia and won't be destroyed until the end. 
Daniel 11- Prince of Covenent =Israel. Small people= minimal, insignificant nation that regrows. Head wound= nation ruined by war but came back out of Persia. Province= centralized location. Forecast devices= UN against Israel. King's hearts to do mischief includes Israel. Lies at one table= politics; promises. Indignation= hatred. Holy Covenent is Abrahamic covenent. Such that do wickedly= proxies. They shall fall= subdued. Appointed time= God's timing reserved unto Himself.  Prosper= succeed. God will purge His land and it will be parted. Chittim, tho a place, represents allies. 
- Good context is reading an entire book or chapter.
- Israel used very specialized targets for Iranian leaders. Spared citizens. 
-King of North gathers all mid east countries wanting revenge against the Holy Covenent.
- Saudi upset as they headed 2 state solution talks that were put on hold. 
- Written in the Book of Life means security. You won't worship the beast, the dragon or take the mark of the beast. Worry more about your salvation than being beheaded!
- Being holy in all manner of communication includes not tale bearing, fault finding, gossiping, etc. Be careful of language in private and public.
-Die to yourself daily- Not dying mortally, but to who you were and those desires of worldly habits. He won't ask more than you can do. Setting your life aside for someone else's sake is harder than mortally dying.
- LEDs were what was flickering globally due to rapid response time. 


06 13 2025  Daniel 11 Review - Iran - Israel - Who's Who - Q and A

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Homegrown Mischief minimix 
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Homegrown Mischief 2.0 - Rich Morgan minimix 21/06/25

Midnight Mischief is a quirky, playful instrumental track blending pizzicato strings, cheeky woodwinds, and a bouncing xylophone.
Perfect for sneaky cartoon scenes, comedic timing, or any mischievous midnight adventure.

The music tiptoes through the shadows with humor, charm, and just a hint of chaos.
Imagine a raccoon in a tuxedo trying to steal a cookie - and getting away with it.

🔊 Great for animation, video games, and whimsical short films.

Weird

Midnight Mischief

June 27 2025
Explicit
ARTIST: 2MuchSyrup
PRODUCER: Lexuss
SAMPLE: llethols

[LYRICS:]

(I-I wanna make mischief)
(Y-Yuh) P-Pull up, Yeah we mischiefs (Mischiefs) 
Drink some shit, it smells like piss (Like piss)
Fuck yo bitch, and give her kiss (Give her kiss)
Smoke some weed, then smell like this (Smell like this)
Spray down all the evidence (Evidence)
Bitch, I need my dividends (Dividends)
Bitch, I know you ain't feel like this (Like This)

R-runnin' around town, I'm a mischief (A mischief)
I ain't never fuck this bitch, But i reminisce it (Reminisce it)
Oh you really missed it, Oh you really, Uh uh (SHLAYAH)
(S-SHLAYAH, S-SHLAYAH, S-SHLAYAH)
(SH-SH-SH-SH-SHLAYAH)

Yeah, I'm with SHLAYAH (SHLAYAH)
Y-Y'all bitches don't know SHLAYAH (SHLAYAH)
Fu-Fuck around and get the slayer (Slayer)
Lil' bitch I am the mayor (Mayor)
Come inside my evil lair (Lair)
No bitch, I ain't a player (Player)
She think that I betrayed her (Her)
But bitch I ain't no traitor (Traitor)
Yeah bitch I'll see you later
Big ass hook on me, Like mator (Mator)

Ye-Yeah I went to Denny's to fuck my waiter (Waiter)
Yeah cus' Bitch I Craved her (Craved her)
Yeah, They said I saved her (Saved her)
Yeah, I'm with Xavier (Xavier)
Huffin' Puffin' Bitch yeah, We start coughing later (Later)
Y-Yeah I layer her, Didn't have to pay her (Pay her)

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(I-I wanna make mischief)
(Y-Yuh) P-Pull up, Yeah we mischiefs (Mischiefs) 
Drink some shit, it smells like piss (Like piss)
Fuck yo bitch, and give her kiss (Give her kiss)
Smoke some weed, then smell like this (Smell like this)
Spray down all the evidence (Evidence)
Bitch, I need my dividends (Dividends)
Bitch, I know you ain't feel like this (Like This)

R-runnin' around town, I'm a mischief (A mischief)
I ain't never fuck this bitch, But i reminisce it (Reminisce it)
Oh you really missed it, Oh you really, Uh uh (SHLAYAH)
(S-SHLAYAH, S-SHLAYAH, S-SHLAYAH)
(SH-SH-SH-SH-SHLAYAH)__

Mischief (Lexuss)

A folk-style tale from the edge of Fumble Creek, where one goose has haunted a man’s steps since boyhood. Told with wit, rhythm, and a touch of dread, this playful narrative unfolds in verses and pub-worthy choruses — weaving a saga of feathers, folklore, and the kind of menace that waddles where it wills. Whether sung with a grin or a shudder, the tale is yours to take flight.

[LYRICS]

"You laugh today, but mark me word
She’ll find you yet, that flappin’ bird."

I hail from down by Fumble Creek,
Where geese don’t honk — they plot and sneak.
Since I was ten, one’s chased me soul,
With eyes that glint and thighs that roll.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

She flaps, she sways, then off she struts
That goose, I swear, will drive me nuts!
She plucks and nips, then off she flew,
I’d half a mind to chase her too.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

Back when I were a wee lad still,
Out where the path bends past the mill
She bit me calf behind the swings,
Then tugged me scarf and flapped her wings.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

She stalks me ’round the bramble gate,
While I were out and running late.
She hissed, she darted, gave a clack,
I dropped me pack and legged the track.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

While I nurse a pint, and me mind’s adrift,
She waddles in loud — all fluff and lift.
She squawks like charm, but truth be this:
I hear nowt more than goose-born hiss.

She flaps, she sways, then off she struts
That goose, I swear, will drive me nuts!
She plucks and nips, then off she flew,
I’d half a mind to chase her too.

She honks like skirts in windy squares,
No feathered beast should draw such stares.

Me aunt’s cat lost near half her fate,
No lane too narrow, no hour too late.
She cornered three behind the crate,
The Vicar cursed and leapt the gate.

That goose? She’s set the hens to cluck,
And had The Vicar shouting “duck!”

I thought I'd rest — a final sleep,
Six feet below, no squawk, no peep.
But just as soil began to drop—
I swear I heard her goose feet plop.

She flaps, she sways, then off she struts—
That goose, I swear, will drive me nuts!
She plucks and nips, then off she flew,
I’d half a mind to chase her too.

So mark me stone, and mind me plot —
’Tis one waddlin’ menace still haunts the lot.

It just might, aye!

Feathered Menace of Fumble Creek

Sneaky Goober talks ab growin up from a ruff backround rlly heartbreakin stuff here bru

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I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

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