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Rock on, Gold Dust Woman. Take your silver spoon
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Teal clouds and navy seas, spread beneath her flowwing mane.
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I don't understand why it's wrong; the doctor says I shouldn't eat my hair.
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See this hat, oh yes this hat!
T'was once a joy of mine.
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C is for the way you care for me. H is for the happiness you bring.
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The genuine mephastophalian genius did not yet come into my view until far later. I can't help but recollect now on my foolishness and honestly remind myself of the great deal I'd made without knowing. Truly, I was lucky.
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So I'm mad now? So I've lost my senses?
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When I went to college to be an astronaught,
I can't say I was happy with the job I got.
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Destitute, I walk the streets. The dank fog of London fills my lungs,
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Sittin at the bar... dumpy little thing
Thought I'd take a sip of something fine.
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With a gust of chilling wind, they come. All a mass of fluttering black veils and trains.
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Look before you leap, young lad. You'll spin head-long into something sad,
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Eerie summer light. Falls through autumn dusk.
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A flurish of gold leaf upon burgandy chiffaun. Hints of rustic lace about the low, sloping neckline, cut into a flattering, leaf-like 'v'
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I'm a Barbie-girl, in a Barbie world! Wrapped in plastic!
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Monday is a time when everything is grey and hazy. Sleep has not left the eye and no one cares enough
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Jesus, I have something to confide in you. I have nothing against you as a man or as a teacher.
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Once there was a little ape; who, from Texas, did escape.
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You walk along the same path as everyone else while small. Then, you start to grow; breasts, legs,other nessesities.
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Holding me captive with your gloomy demeur, I stand clearly in your way.
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I fly, with black plumes outstretched and eyes ever searching.
I'll find that one person, either the smallest child or oldest crone,
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Soft hearted, and headed too, tends to be the way I think of you.
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R is for the roads you've dragged me over O is for all the opprotunity you've provided to test my patience
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Come ye now; oh whistling wind, oh shapeless song!
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Bellow the ground, there is an urn;
where ashes are not, for there was no burn.
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Ecstacy is an equivication!
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Yet but three, come one more. Two of both kind, come four.
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Root-beer? No; too bitter... Savory and sweet, but still bitter!
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Rootbeer? No; too bitter... Savory and sweet, but still bitter!
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Happiness is; beating up ninja, fighting a fishnet and singing a rhyme. Happiness is; finding some treasure, picking up drag-queens and making them mine.
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I see him printed on the page or projected on the screen.
Perfectly within reach, yet impossible to touch.
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They'll dance and sing with all sorts of booze from around the world, wondering if what they're doing is right.
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We sit here now in this great hall. Looking downward to the shattered glass.
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Every evening, I put on the same gown, going to the same party. Every morning, I return home to hte same empty bed.
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