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May 16, 2005
it called for play 39 (5/2004)
so there she is
in the mirror
holding her eye
screaming 'there it is, I can see it!"
later on
"we call this one here;
the stirrin the molasses"
said he
as he worked circles around her lower garden district
thing are definetly looking up
(I think)
when you start reffering to your life
as your career
while in the 3rd person
anyhow...
I started giving it to her
like an epileptic
Miles Davis and his crew
blew their goddamn horns
kinda like Im blowin mine
and when finally
I left the room
so to
did the music
I washed my dagger in the sink
and cackled like a wild coot
she started singing
about how my shit wasnt so hot
and as long as she's singing that tune
we all know
everything's gonna be alright
Posted by Drexler at May 16, 2005 01:20 PM