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There's never been a wronger rite,
Than the snuffing out of one's own light.
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I've built some shoddy houses,
And mighty fine apartments.
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I am no more the man I used to be
The man with whom you one day fell in love
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1. What does your current user name mean? [why did you choose it] Well, it goes back to the first chat group I joined after going online back in, say '98. I intended to type "SandmanJim", because I'm a huge fan of Neil Gaiman
by SadmanJim
74 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 25 2:24 PM
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Now listen up friends,
Please lend an ear,
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1] Bent but not broken 2] That old Wander-Lost
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Said the crumpet to the biscuit, as he passed the marmalade,
Dropping dollops on the tea lace, once hand sewn by Daisy Kettle
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Miss Inadverta was never quite clear, On what was acceptable,
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We three guys have come to this bar, Buying beers from my quarter jar,
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The breeze, the Breeze, it moves through the pines,
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I stopped by your desk,
But it was too quiet.
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Folded flowers decorate the door-
stop the memories from with-
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On discussions of her poems one must be sure, Gertrude Stein would often give a laugh,
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Oh, that I could find a friendly tree,
On which to curb my urge to urinate,
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Dressed up in a Cardigan, I feel like a retard again.
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I have an urge for something sweet, Not to be found in the candy aisle,
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luminous in teardrop form,
but tears of joy, as she gives birth.
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Approximately, six feet below the earth,
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Oh to be like my neighbor's dog Rudy, and live a life completely nudie.
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I am looking forward to the backing,
Out of someplace called I-Rack-Ing.
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I've been him who has, and him who has not,
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Places to go,
people to be.
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My miracles are plenty,
as much as my needs.
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May your "do" never "don't" and your ends never split,
May your new year's eve dress just perfectly fit,
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Gran'pa just drove off and Grandma's unpacking
When it comes to drama this family's not lacking
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Four on Wednesday has come and gone,
And still the list is mighty long,
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"Who's got the button?", / "Eye have, eye have with a leg o' mutton". / With that the rhyming contest ended, / Table abruptly folded and bended, / Won by won, they filed out the door, / Leaving won alone upon the fl
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Nothing that is potable, Nor eminently quotable.
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Key turns, hear the lock clack,
Now there is no turning back,
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Don't look now but,
he's tossing pla-ates,
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Summer Sun and Summer Breeze,
Summer smiles and "tickets, please".
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