But it is no more.
Disappeared without a trace,
Dear one, where are you?
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But it is no more.
Disappeared without a trace,
Dear one, where are you?
Dear one, where are you?
In my bed with the dirty sheets
I have no words
I have no words
To describe someone who calls
Chicken sandwich "dear"
Chicken sandwich "dear,"
'what; no?' How about this, 'one
chicken sandwich bub'
Chicken sandwich bub'
He told me this when he left
I knew it was her
I knew it was her.
The one wearing the shirt that
said 'chicken countess'
said 'chicken countess'
Mine jealous and evil friend
She had been deprived
She had been deprived
so I sent her up uptown
girl, do do dowop
girl, do do dowop
that's all they ever told her
even at her death
Even at her death,
She still held some form of life
And dignity, still.
sold to the high bid
collector to collector
the artist long dead
Oops dcdavi - looks like you missed a page :D
I shall tie up the loose ends.
And dignity still
Seems a distant memory;
Working as a clown.
The artist long dead;
The shell he left behind is
Working as a clown.
working as a clown.
frowns were turned upside down when
XC saved my ***
XC saved my ***
From a day without laughter
Though I cringed a bit. ;)
Though I cringed a bit
I held firm and survived through
All of Zoolander.
All of Zoolander
Came to see those lovely eggs,
Hand painted last night.
Hand painted last night
The whitewash shone bright in sun
Not by Sawyer done.
Not by Sawyer done,
With bold entrepreneurship,
Tricks his worker bees.
Tricks his worker bees,
with but a dash of toad's warts,
to be human beings
To be human beings
One must embrace compassion.
Winter's nights are raw.
Winter's nights are raw
if you dont have a parka.
I have two parkas.
i have two parkas
one glove for two hands, and eight
buns for ten hotdogs.
buns for ten hotdogs
never shall be in one bag,
though all souls yet beg
Though all souls yet beg,
For someone to answer them;
Heaven is empty.
Heaven is empty
Of nothing and filled with the
Best of our own souls
Best of our own souls
Is waiting to emerge from
Quick moving fingers.
Quick moving fingers
Liszt etudes submit to the
Will of the artist.
Will of the artist,
Will O' the wisp, spellbound, yield
To light, mesmerized.
To light, mesmerized
By the depth of true blackness;
A cynical heart.
A cynical heart
Is bred, not born, and sustains
It's ire with truth.
It's ire with truth-
forsooth, forsooth. Whoops! let me
reboot computer.
Reboot computer;
Microsoft is having yet,
Another tantrum.
Another tantrum;
May I? I shan't! I will! Won't!
All in a day's work.
All in a day's work
Pruning vines for the new spring.
Grapes for the fall crop.
Grapes for the fall crop
Wine for the winter table
Where we'll drink to spring
Where we drink to spring,
a long gulp of cool red wine
from a leather flask
From a leather flask;
To the striking of leather
On an exposed back.
On an exposed back
Two hands and oil bottles
Soothe away all pain.
Soothe away all pain.
New hope, like phoenix, rising
Look to the future
Look to the future:
Red beans on rice, pink sands and
Babies all grown up!