waking baking
knees still shaking
what was I taking, to see the light
who when and where, did I go last night
seems I was tripping with a loose lip slipping
surely all those words left them all skipping
on thoughts of my madness
on how has he had this
locked up and bottled, in cages and boxes
trapped in his heart, a lifetime of poxes
no wonder he prattles, on through the hours
writing as if, he has magic powers
talking of thistles, that send us bright flowers
giving us tastes, of bitters with sours
so yes I'm not well, though I know you knew this
thanks for helping, me to get through his
put on your world glasses and see how I view this
clap your hands, have another and say screw this
coffee is possibly the most wonderful drug in my life
ever
thank you for coming, I'll be here all week
only because you are
we need each other, now don't we
for in you, I see through
and in me, you can beIf someone would do your homework for you, would you cry them a river or buy them a cup of coffee?
Mouse... come !If someone would do your homework for you, would you cry them a river or buy them a cup of coffee?
..to be...is ok with me
Coffee,of course! Especially after that poem.
coffee
crying them a river would be a bit extreme... they only did ur homework :S
Great to be here, glad I came. I have tickets for sale and I know they are game.
Bringing them to you, I hope they stay, helping us all, they shine the way.
probably coffee.
much less stress involved.
in you I see me seeing you seeing me.. oh damn.!
lets let go and fly free........
and what would anyone do with a bucket of tears? saltwater fishtank?
powerful words,
although the joke goes unheard.
coffee with sugar,
and some french vanilla cream.
Coffee and cigarettes got me through college - now ... well, coffee and cigarettes get me through life. Ha.
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