Where, oh where, has my little muse gone,
where, oh where could it be?
Its wit and its charm, it meant no one harm,
won't somebody find it for me.
I gave it some juice, but it won't budge loose,
I'm at my wits end, can't you see?
My daughter's with dirt, got mud on my shirt,
I think I'll go climb me a tree.
Where, oh where, has my little muse gone,
where, oh where could it be?
Its wit and its charm, it meant no one harm,
won't somebody find it for me.
My muse is all mush, hiding out in a bush,
I beg and I whine and I plea.
But, it says, "no way baby, and I don't mean maybe."
I think it will never be free.
Where, oh where, has my little muse gone,
where, oh where could it be?
Its wit and its charm, it meant no one harm,
won't somebody find it for me.
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"no way baby, and I don't mean maybe" Ah... oft used turn down line eh?
I love this piece of work! Really awesome..It's got this nice flow to it you know.. It doesn't demand my concentration, it doesn't demand my interpretation, it just wants me to go along with it, no strings attached...you know..like a girl dressed in pink! Hehe!
As for you muse, ma'am we will get in touch with you once we have any information.
As for my muse, I lost it a long time back and I've quit looking for it! Think I should go off to Germany like Bowie did?
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Yes! Go to Germany. It will be a great experience for you.
Do you know this song and sing along to it? Or, was it just a poem when you read it? It's a parody to "Where Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?" I wrote you back on regular e-mail, too, last night. Be safe, Dumbkiwaniwinkydodo! 
Nutty Fairy Mother
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Hey can I chime in??? wherever yours went it took mine with it! they've gone on the lamb. I'm ready to put mine up on Lapoe's most wanted and see if somebody spots it in Cancun Mexico.
Miss Buddy how nice to see you back!!!
and s by the tons
doc.
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Is your muse a handsome doctor or maybe a Confucius look-alike? I think they eloped! I hope they are happy!
Just wish they'd come back and visit once in a while.
I can't play my usual addictive game on facebook 'cause the music's playing from my computer and the sound will go through the speakers, maybe I should write something... on my own... without my muse.
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I'll look high and low, which way did it go?
I'll find thy muse for thee!
I'll search the whole town, I'll hunt the thing down!
If you could describe it to me???
Is it black or white, did it run in fright?
What really made it flee?
Did you abuse it, or merely lose it?
Or did it just want to run free?
???hmmmmm???
Ahhh what the heck I can't be bothered...
stick a pic of it on a milk carton
(Perhaps you left it on Facebook
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La Goose
(clappies given to self cos my poem is better than yours!!!)
[yeppers I am bored stuck inside cos it is cold and wet]
My annual comeback poem is done
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Harharharhar!
You think you be better,
but me thinks you confused.
My poor muse's never been
beaten or abused.
Okay, okay, maybe just a little,
but I'm sure there was a good reason.
Must be the heat's causing havoc,
my brain's a fried egg due to warm season.
But, skinny dippin' has just cured my ill,
I'm ready to be nice once more.
Guess if I want my muse to return,
I should open the front door.
My muse? She looks just like the farting fairy! Guess I should post that picture on the milk cartons. I hope she still looks the same, she's been gone for so long now! I will take a look on facebook to see if I can find her, you might be right. I think the best story is that she is with Ashley watching over her until she gets her head out of her ass and leaves abuser scum bucket (that was a really nice way to put it).
Weird we have opposing seasons, it's HOT here! Skinny dippin' is liberating, you should go do it... now... and I want a pick of your face (just your face) when you jump in.
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