Honorable Mention.
I am the clown.
Because you asked me to
and I am colorful enough, so
I quickly make the change.
It’s an easy switch in contrast.
Then, you are off and running.
Up and down the row
I am chasing you and I am out of breath.
You are elusive, but you see
I am the clown.
And I will use a trick to catch you.
I must catch you, because I have to tell you
I am not a fool. But, I have failed.
The pulsing lights drawing on
Death and destruction flash above
And beyond you. The images are mostly grave
Punched in and out in perfect time.
They were too many and too long, but
I had to remain until the end.
I knew they would tell the story.
Then, the images stop.
I achieve execution in a flash of bright white
Then perception returns to me, the clown,
Looking at you down the row.
I can’t move but to say the end.
But, I forgot the most important part.
Then, you are gone.
For a moment, I am frantic to find you.
But, I also don’t want to lose my character.
It is of every color and
Can give me up a reckless fool.
While I pretend to know the rest,
I search for my friend.
His name is random, and
He was sitting next to me.
Before you came along…
And as I am just about to take my leave
You appear again, but now
You are the clown.
And you want to tell me that
I am just a fool.
p.s. strung out on pointless prevarication and cardboard collusion.
(...fucking nightmare)
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The voices are talking to you anon.
Miss T
Yes, I hope to meet him again-even though I know it is wrong to do so but I feel it has to be done! He really is great company and all the old feelings were there-even when sober.
You stay safe with Russ-have a great time but always remember you are in control. And don't worry-you'll never forget how its done!!
I feel like planning a trip-and I think Scotland beckons (Rome will be done in winter as I am not good in very hot weather). That will keep me busy for a while.
When are you meeting yer man?
Lol miss t. you dirty bird
YOU have no idea.
For miss t because I like this song and it just came on
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge,
she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College,
that's where I,
caught her eye.
She told me that her Dad was loaded,
I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola."
She said "Fine."
and in thirty seconds time she said,
"I want to live like common people,
I want to do whatever common people do,
I want to sleep with common people,
I want to sleep with common people,
like you."
Well what else could I do -
I said "I'll see what I can do."
I took her to a supermarket,
I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere,
so it started there.
I said pretend you've got no money,
she just laughed and said,
"Oh you're so funny."
I said "yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here.
Are you sure you want to live like common people,
you want to see whatever common people see,
you want to sleep with common people,
you want to sleep with common people,
like me."
But she didn't understand,
she just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop,
cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool,
pretend you never went to school.
But still you'll never get it right,
cos when you're laid in bed at night,
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you call your Dad he could stop it all.
You'll never live like common people,
you'll never do what common people do,
you'll never fail like common people,
you'll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw,
because there's nothing else to do.
Sing along with the common people,
sing along and it might just get you through,
laugh along with the common people,
laugh along even though they're laughing at you,
and the stupid things that you do.
Because you think that poor is cool.
I want to live with common people,
I want to live with common people etc...
Wow EB37, maybe you should give it another go if it went well.
I shall be careful. He will be coming to sheffield from hull.
hello guys, how are you all tonight.
misst, you are a very dirty bird :)
Hello FS how are you
One of my best friends is from Hull-take that as a good sign.
My man is a keen F1 fan too and he hopes to take himself off to the Monaco GP at the weekend. Am so jealous and kinda think I would love to go too but cannot get away.
Oh well, am off to bed. Another week of hell awaits but then its a long weekend. Thank God.
I will keep dropping in to see how you're doing.
Take care x
Ha ha ha fim, I learnt it from you. Hiya sweetie.
OMG MJ, I love that song, thanks sweetie.
Bless him, he keeps getting saucy then apologising for being too forward.
hey anon, at even if it is just voices, it's good to talk.
not bad martha, bit pooped from shopping with the tornado but other than that i am alreet.
how are you?
good night eliza, sweet dreams
Goodnight EB37.
Miss t I am glad
Goodnight EB37, sweet dreams.
I am soooooooo envious too. monacoo is the best one by far.
Well I was there on the day
They sold the cause for the queen,
And when the lights all went out
We watched our lives on the screen.
I hate the ending myself,
But it started with an alright scene.
It was the roar of the crowd
That gave me heartache to sing.
It was a lie when they smiled
And said, "you won't feel a thing"
And as we ran from the cops
We laughed so hard it would sting
Yeah yeah, oh
If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)
How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)
Now will it matter after I'm gone?
Because you never learned a god damned thing.
You're just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay
Well if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to ya
I spent my high school career
Spit on and shoved to agree
So I can watch all my heroes
Sell a car on tv
Bring out the old guillotine
We'll show 'em what we all mean.
Yeah yeah, oh
If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)
How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)
Now will it matter long after I'm gone?
Because you never learned a god damned thing.
You're just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay
And if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to ya
So go, go away, just go, run away.
But where did you run to? And where did you hide?
Go find another way, price you pay
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
You're just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay
And if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to ya, come on
You're just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay
Well if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to ya
At all, at all, at all , at all...
Yes, I think Monaco is just so opulant and full of chic-it still benefits from the Grace Kelly effect.
Night, night to FS, MJ, Miss T and everybody else who is here now.
Have fun and I look forward to reading it soon. xxx
The freakin' intro gets me every damn time.
Kinda reminds me of Mayo's post actually with the movie part.
You had something to hide
Should have hidden it, shouldnt you
Now youre not satisfied
With what youre being put through
Its just time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
And deciding in your youth
On the policy of truth
Things could be so different now
It used to be so civilised
You will always wonder how
It could have been if youd only lied
Its too late to change events
Its time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof
In the policy of truth
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Now youre standing there tongue tied
Youd better learn your lesson well
Hide what you have to hide
And tell what you have to tell
Youll see your problems multiplied
If you continually decide
To faithfully pursue
The policy of truth
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
See you soon EB37.
If I wion the lottery, we will watch the race from my yacht in the harbour.
you still see the theatre dont you slash? i tried that way but somehow i couldnt see it.
That's a date then-see you Saturday! I love boats.
For last time tonight-nite, nite.
x
Yes, I'm reminded of a movie theatre. Especially when Mayo says "The pulsing lights drawing on/ Death and destruction flash above/ And beyond you./ The images are mostly grave/ Punched in and out in perfect time."
It reminds me that he may be watching a movie or reliving some sort of movie dream or something.
That's just the scene I see. Kinda like in "Disenchanted."
good night eliza.
slash, reread it and yes it does seem like that. but, a clown?
yeah, I see that image too mustard.
Nighty night Eb37.
I am sending this out to my other dirty bird friends the Ops.
We-hell-i see them every night in tight blue jeans--
In the pages of a blue boy magazine
Hey Ive been thinking of a new sensation
Im picking up--good vibration--
Oop--she bop--
Do I wanna go out with a lions roar
Huh, yea, I wanna go south n get me some more
Hey, they say that a stitch in time saves nine
They say I better stop--or Ill go blind
Oop--she bop--she bop
She bop--he bop--a--we bop
I bop--you bop--a--they bop
Be bop--be bop--a--lu--she bop,
I hope he will understand
She bop--he bop--a--we bop
I bop--you bop--a--they bop
Be bop--be bop--a--lu--she bop,
Oo--oo--she--do--she bop--she bop
(whistle along here)...
Hey, hey--they say I better get a chaperone
Because I cant stop messing with the danger zone
No, I wont worry, and I wont fret--
Aint no law against it yet--
Oop--she bop--she bop--
She bop--he bop--we bop..
I agree. I kinda see what Mustard sees, but we share a brain so that's not surprising.
Yeah, I dunno.
Maybe the clown signifies, like quite a few of the songs that have been posted, wearing paint on your face, hiding, not quite sure.
One of my favorites: The dating persona test.
Be utterly honest! It's so much more fun that way. ^_^
This was me:
Your results are in! , you are...
Half-Cocked
Random Brutal Sex Dreamer (RBSD)
Fiery. Hungry. Blatant. Sexual. Christ. You are Half-Cocked.
There's a lot of wild lust inside you, banging around, that much is obvious. There's also a lot of untamed emotion. When either escapes, look out. One minute you're completely together, the next you're a howling gale of hormones and opinions.
Outside relationships, your intense, mercurial personality makes you a charmer. You can be fiercely devoted, and it's likely that many of your friends will be friends-for-life. Of course, your enemies are likewise certain and zealous, especially your exes and their therapists.
You will find the right person. In the short term, he's someone virile who won't sweat your imperfections. In the long term, he will be someone mature and caring who will grow to love them.
Your exact female opposite:
The Maid of Honor
Always avoid: The Slow Dancer (DGLD)
Consider: The Playboy (RGSM), The Billy Goat (DBSD)
If you think of a clown as a tragic figure you can see it.
It's like a dream within a dream.
The dream is of a movie taking place in a movie theatre?
Meh.
I fail at Mayo-speak.
Mib welcome to the club.
I'm the wild rose.
Come on AIM.
They were too many and too long, but
I had to remain until the end.
I knew they would tell the story.
Then, the images stop.
I keep going back to these lines.
"I knew they would tell the story."
I am a wild rose too, WTF? Uh, no, no I don't think so.
His story? His life?
The images in his head?
Mmmmmm, all of the above?
Maybe it's all of them.
Maybe it is the movie and/or dream of his life?
The images would tell the story. The story of his life. Like, the movie/dream holds the answer.
And you know you always try and block out the bad shit, supress it, but that's the shit that tells the story. You can't leave it out or you don't get the full story.
What?
I'm babbling.
i am a window shopper
The Window ShopperRandom Gentle Love Dreamer (RGLD) Loving, hopeful, open. Likely to carry on an romance from afar. You are The Window Shopper.
You take love as opportunities come, which can lead to a high-anxiety, but high-flying romantic life. You're a genuinely sweet person, not saccharine at all, so it's likely that the relationships you have had and will have will be happy ones. You've had a fair amount of love experience for your age, and there'll be much more to come.
Part of why we know this is that, of all female types, you are the most prone to sudden, ferocious crushes. Your results indicate that you're especially capable of obsessing over a guy you just met. Obviously, passion like this makes for an intense existence. It can also make for soul-destroying letdowns.
Your ideal match is someone who'll love you back with equal fire, and someone you've grown to love slowly. A self-involved or pessimistic man is especially bad. Though you're drawn to them, avoid artists at all costs.
Your exact female opposite:
The Stiletto
Deliberate Brutal Sex Master
Always avoid: The Hornivore (RBSM)
Consider: The Gentleman (DGLM), The Loverboy (RGLM), The Boy Next Door (RGLD)
Right, and Mayo said he forgot the most important part.
Has to be a dream, or a "fucking nightmare" as he refers to it.
That's what always happens. You forget what it is you need to remember.
The politics test.
Here's mine:
Your true political self:
You are a
Social Liberal
(80% permissive)
and an...
Economic Liberal
(18% permissive)
You are best described as a:
Socialist
You exhibit a very well-developed sense of Right and Wrong and believe in economic fairness.
It's cool, I fall right between Obama and Clinton.
The Wild RoseRandom Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLD) Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.
Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.
You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.
The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.
Your exact female opposite:
The Dirty Little Secret
Deliberate Gentle Sex Master
Always avoid: The Bachelor (DGSM)
Consider: The Vapor Trail (RBLM)
I can see you as a wild rose too, Solly!
Fimble, how come your answer wasn't "dirty ho" or something? ;D
Nahh, 'cause then mine would have been "sea strumpet" and they don't offer that.
I would post my results but it came out the same as fims.
WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING????
^____^
I AM SO HAPPY TO BE BACK!
YAY!
Bold and Caps Lock are needed:
SMOOOOOKE!!!
WTF ARE YOU DOING?!?!
I iz so very happy to see you!
oh bugger off jules :) i am pure
SMOK WHERE ARE YOU
RGHHHHHHHHHHH
YOU ARE THERE
welcome back, we missed ya. how ws florida, blown away?
Yo Smoke is back.
*huge hugs and snogs*
*polishes her tiara*
*you look dazzling*
Smoke! How are ya?
Fim, you and I got the same dating type!
The Window ShopperRandom Gentle Love Dreamer (RGLD)
OMG! I missed you guys soooo freakin' bad!
MAYO,
I found a hotel named after me. Yep, PRINCESS. How about that. And I also found your street.
"Mayo Street"
Niiiice, huh?
Smoke!
YAY! YAY!
YAY FOR THE PRINCESS!
Princess, I'm going to put so much Nutella on my toast tonight it isn't even true.
Yummy yummy nutella.
SCREENager
Who's so phoney and always surrounded
Stop your screaming, no one can hear
All the scars on your skin, post no bills
Who you were
Was so beautiful
Remember who...who you were
Hide from the mirror, the cracks and the memories
Hide from your family, they won't know you now
For all the holes in our souls host no thrills
Who you were
Was so beautiful
Memories who... who you were
Kapunua,
I am ignoring your NUTELLA and I'm gonna give you a big ol'smoocheroo anyway. ^_~
OMG,
Did Solly tell you guys where I stayed at? Did SHE?
Muwahaha.
Mummy K asked me today, while we were out shopping, what Quinn Allman looked like.
Somebody find a picture then, that does him justice, where he doesn't look dirty or icky, or ones that don't traumatize me like this one.
star, we must be two stars in the skiy whoop whoop.
princess, tornado had a princess bike for her birthday today, made me think of ya.
my computer is freezing like so much, it i annoying.
No, Smoke. I did not. I wanted you to tell them.
She did, we said you should have stayed there for free!
I'm going to make you eat Nutella if it's the last thing I do.
Hahaha. Yeah, The Princess should have ushered me right in but we didn't stay there.
No.
This is some funny shit.
We stayed in a trailer park. I about died when we pulled up but I was quite impressed. This is one of those uppity-uppity million dollar trailer parks.
Still it was funny as hell.
Here's a piccie...
Trailer Fabulous
Oh my GOD! I want to go and live there.
Unless a hurricane comes and then, uh no, no I don't!
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Eat the nutella
Trailer FABULOUS! That's awesome. They look nice though, and I love the palm trees.
That looks great smoke. I love cool trailers.
I wanna be trailer trash.
Can I, can I?
MissT, I am currently digesting so much Nutella that it's ridiculous.
Nutella sounds positively nasty.
Just sayin..
And here was the wedding cake.
YUMMY
How pretty is that?
And the house they got married in front of:
Mayo's? O_O
And just the sweetest thing I have ever seen:
The coolest bridesmaid of all
One of her bridesmaids didn't show up for some reason so she asked her brother to stand in her place. He said the only way he'd do it is if he could hold his baby girl. It was sooooo sweet!
Solly, nutells is to die for.
How can you not like it.
K, I would gladly plaster the walls with it and lick it off.
damn my spelling, I shouldn't type so fast.
That looks great smoke.
So what have I missed around here? Do I even want to know?
SS,
I saw I missed you. BOOOO! You was supposed to call me first! Haha! Good to see you around, dude!
^_^
I would lick Nutella off the ground if that was the only way for me to eat it.
LMFAO K, I would be behind you doing the same.
Damn dirty types. Princess, how lovely!
I'm telling you..Nutella needs another name. Nutella just doesnt sound good to me.
OMG! I cannot type tonight! Damn dirty TYPOS.
Solly, oh dude, just pick some up at the grocery store and try it. Most grocery stores carry it. It's so bad for you, but it's like eating god.
SEVENTY FIVE THOUSAND PEOPLE at Obama's rally. O_o
^_^
Kapunua said...
Solly, oh dude, just pick some up at the grocery store and try it. Most grocery stores carry it. It's so bad for you, but it's like eating god.
For RW...
0_0
Lurkinator??
Come out, come out wherever you lurk!!
Mayo,
What ya doing now? Guess what! I didn't get out of my pajamas all day long. How nice for me, right? It was totally.
I love days like that solly.
Okay, so should I start busting rhymes from the corner?
Is it time to suck a lime?
My name is solly
I've been on da porch swinging
But now I'm in da corner
with mad rhymes a slinging
maybe have a glass of whine
I'll join you over there,
a bag of snacks I'm brining,
you can have Monster Munch
but to Nutella I'm clinging!
stay up way past bedtime
Why Fim, that sounds just fine!
and slip in a small wet chime
No thanks Jules
you can keep da Nutella
I'll stick to ice cream
it's way more bettah
It all sounds too sublime!
have you ever seen me climb
Pick up da phone and drop a dime.
Solly, just try it,
be an adventerous fella!
How bad can it be?
You won't get salmonella.
I love nutella in the morning
I love nutella at night
Lucy Lu likes marmite
But I think it tastes like shite.
clearly we have lost our minds
whilst you sit and contemplate, bare a thought for those who wait.
Eat this damn Nutella
I'm sure you'll feel delight!
Stop being such a sissy,
go on and take a bite.
Or just leave it up to fate:
the servant waits, while the master baits.
I can't take a bit
I throw up in my mouth just a little
The name alone sounds nasty
and it makes me giggle
Jules, do yourself a favor
put down the jar
don't you think you're taking this
a bit too far?
Nutella is so chocalotty
Nutella is so nutty
I like to squidge it in my mouth
cos it feels all soft like putty
It's really bizarre
'cause it's making me ill!
No matter how much I eat,
I can't get my fill. >_<
damn spelling
Oh, typos, don't worry:
we're not here best-selling,
with "jappy" and "cezy"
there's really no telling!
i am sat tapping my heart
whilst i am eating a pop tart
dont jump put and make a start
you may make me want to fart.
arghhhhhhhhhhh
never hahahahahahahaha
Fimble Wisdom here impart
though we already know she's smart:
rhyme some more 'ere I depart!
Keep it coming you dirty tart!
Jules put down the spoon
you are totally out of control
if you dont stop now
you'll be bent over the toilet bowl
My belly is all full now
I am starting to feel the crunch
That is what happens
when I eat my monster munch
tart no more
my heart is pure
innocent is the cure
so go and take a tour
I'd give them a vunch
if my Nutella they stole!
breakfast, dinner, lunch:
its yummy taste I extol!
Fake innocence, your lure
as you make them feel secure
all while you assure,
you dirty entrepreneur!
fuck me and call me betty
watch me and see me all netty
but have you ever been on a jetty
maybe you want to eat a piece of confetti
Decent pic of Quinn Allman
These rhymes make me all sweaty!
and I'm sure no damn Rosetti
so I'll switch it up already:
Put Nutella on spaghetti!
*tackles Betty... I mean Fimmy*
Have fun with your Nutella
I'm about to eat some supper
If I can find something to cook
up in this motherfucker
Muahahah....I had to get filthy mouthed.
*knocked out by rw*
*stands up*
*looks around*
*spots rw on floor with her arse in the air*
*spots that rw is commando*
*covers eyes and runs away*
Mayo, mayo, mayo
my rhmyes tonight are quite lame
why don't you come out and play
our little poetry game
This rhyme I don't want to scupper
so I'll simply quickly say:
RW, what an upper!
It's Quinn for Mummy K!
You girls you are so naughty
You girls you are so rude
If I was of the oppsite sex
you'd get me in the mood.
'Tis only a lark,
no my real poet flame,
not a typical spark
nor done for acclaim.
FS, you are a dirty-minded miss!
But we have to get naughty
and we have to be crude!
And forget getting moody,
you'd better get NUDE!
O_o
Does Mummy K have a thing for Quinn??
hello all
nutella huh?
I have some in the cupboard
Though he's quite cute,
the assumption is spurious:
she'd never seen him before
and was merely curious. ^_^
never rw, you are far greater than i. 0_0
My clothes I'm keeping on K
because it's getting nippy
But then again i could go naked
and pretend I am a hippy
I hope you didn't show him the one of him being held up by Bert & spewing!
If you were a hippie
you'd be kinda flakey
you don't have to drop acid
to run around nakie.
Hi, EP :D
How's your dickie duckie, Fimmy?
hello ergo, how are you today. enjoy your sleep?
I suppose you are right
no acid for me
Naked is wholesome
it makes you feel free
WTF were they thinking?
And what were they doing,
to be thus photographed
in the middle of spewing?
i think my dickie has been eatin by a gator. w have water mockersons at the bottom of the garden leading into our lake. i think we also have a gator. let me see if i can get a pic of the bottom of the garden for you.
You're too right, MissT
and I quite agree:
Now put your clothes back on
and go hug a tree!
Your situation there, Fim,
it sounds kinda sticky
if you've got gators around
nibbling your dickie.
Hugging trees is not for me
the bark it is too scratchy
It tears my clothes which I then fix
but then they all look patchy
i think my dickie has been eatin by a gator
That's not something you hear every day!
sticky icky for my dickie
eaten by a gator i fear not a piccy
if i did, it would be a bit tricky
the gator prob has a bt hicky
LOL RW.
The trees might be scratchy
and your clothes in need of stitches
but you're not supposed to rub on them
to satisfy your itches!
I thought you were for real Fim
but you were just taking the mickey!
(I hope I got the lingo right,
the British are quite tricky.)
I'm back in da corner
after eating my tater
I still have some ice cream
that I'm saving for later
Typing and laughing
and being a homie ho
and rhyming and AIMing
we multi-task like a MOFO.
Thoughts of your ice cream
make me quite jealous
you'd better hide that away
or I'll get over-zealous.
HAHAHA I did the quiz and I'm
The Priss
Deliberate Brutal Love Dreamer (DBLD)
Mature. Responsible. Aristocratic. Excuse me. The Priss.
Prisses are the smartest of all female types. You're highly perceptive, and confident in your judgements. You'd take brutal honesty over superficiality any time--your friends always know where they stand with you. You're completely unfake. Don't tell me that's not a word. You're also excellent at redirecting internal negative energy.
These facts indicate people are often intimidated by you. They also fall for you, hard. You have a distant, composed allure that many find irresistible. If only more of them lived up to your standards.
You were probably the last among your friends to have sex. And the first to pretend that you're pregnant. LOL. Though you're inclined to use sex as weapon, at least it's not as one of mass destruction. You're choosier than most about your partners. A supportive relationship is what you're really after. Whether you know it or not, you need something steady & long-term. And soothing.
Your exact female opposite:
The Playstation
Random Gentle Sex Master
Always avoid: The Playboy (RGSM), The Loverboy (RGLM)
Consider: The Manchild (RBLD)
My face is blistered
and feeling quite itchy
If Fim won't scratch me
I'll get all bitchy
My itches need relieving
they drive me mad as hell
if I don't get them sorted
my brain will pop and swell
I need a manchild
where do I look?
I may be a priss
but I know how to cook
I did the quiz too and got The Sonnet: Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer.
I'm looking up lyrics, and I'm beginning to think it was a really, really bad idea.
So far Solly's all burnt
and Fim's dickie is amiss
and MissT is nakie
and Ergo is a priss.
I was coming to the end of a long, long walk
When a man crawled out of a cardboard box
Under the E. Street Bridge
Followed me on to it
I went out halfway across
With that homeless shadow tagging along
So I dug for some change
Wouldn't need it anyway
He took it lookin' just a bit ashamed
He said, "You know, I haven't always been this way"
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that plane ride coming home from the war
That summer my son was born
And memories like a coat so warm
A cold wind can't get through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I stood there tryin' to find my nerve
Wondering if a single soul on Earth
Would care at all
Miss me when I'm gone
That old man just kept hanging around
Lookin' at me, lookin' down
I think he recognized
That look in my eyes
Standing with him there I felt ashamed
I said, You know, I haven't always been this way
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like the day I walked away from the wine
For a woman who became my wife
And a love that, when it was right,
Could always see me through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I know somewhere 'round a trashcan fire tonight
That old man tells his story one more time
He says
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that cool night on the E. Street Bridge
When a young man almost ended it
I was right there, wasn't scared a bit
And I helped to pull him through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
Oh, lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I've had my moments
I've had my moments
I've had my moments
Emerson Drive's "Moments"
Why are most skeezy-ass rock dudes so frickin' scrawny??
here is my back garden.
and here is a pic i took of the trees. i think they are the eagles
that live there. not to sure, they are far away.
Most men like that, Ergo
are completely reviled!
I prefer beautiful boys
to a real, true manchild.
what are you looking for mustard?
Mustard, my uncle played show last year with Jeff Healey and Emerson Drive.
Can I live in your back garden, Fimmy?
*Whew* I'm nearly rhymed out.
Fim, that is absolutely gorgeous, and I have Land Envy. Wow. Gorgeous. You have a keen eye for photos, too.
RW, I know, man he really is so scrawny. O_o
That look slike a hawk, Fim. Could it be?
I loved Jeff Healey!
HI!
Is that lake safe to swim in fim or are there really gators there?
i know we have those eagles that are brown and white head. i think they are called americaneagles. soemthing like that cos the look alike.
rw, you can but we have snakes 0_0 you could chase them?
Here's a really nice one for Mummy K.
He actually looks healthy!
it could be safe, you never know misst. we havent spotted a gator yet but they could move in to it. i know we have frogs, ducks, fish, turtles/tortoise and snakes. and lots of birds like the normal small bords and the ones with long long legs.
How big are the snakes, Fimmy, and are they poisonous?
OMG, RW.
That's not Quinn, that's my husband.
wow fim that is beautiful!
can you fish in it?
that is smok hubby, omg how alike are they smok. mind boggling.
rw - the snakes are poisionous. the are long ish but not really long. my father killed 3 of them at the front garden in the hose box.
It looks beautiful fim.
That's not Quinn, that's my husband.
0_0
I do not want to play with those snakes, Fim.
I fucking loved Jeff Healey too.
Just sayin...
yeh ergo, you can. not anything big but there are little fish in there.
will i wake up in the morning and see you fishing on a rubber dingy?
thank you guys. it is very peaceful in the morning.
rw, how come you dont wanna play with the snakes. will you be to bizzy playing with dickie and his friends?
Jeff Healey totally rocked.
RW,
Yes, he did and you know what else, that dude loved music. I love to see a musician who just gets it. Jeff Healey got it. He had a passion and respect and love for music that some musicians today could learn from.
Fim if I come visit I shall have my tacklebox and rod at the ready
and I do not mean that in any way apart from fishing!
I don't want to be bit by nasty poisonous snakies, Fim. It would not make me happy.
hahaha ergo, you just made me laugh. you are naughty by far. i bet you will give slash a run for her money hahahaha
The first time I saw a pic of Da Rake I said, "Oh dude, that's QUINN."
Thereby, he also looks like Leon Kennedy.
Amen, Solly!
oh rw, well i will protoct you. heck, maybe if we get ss to not hold the door open for 10 secs, he could come and protoct you against the snakes. you will have to ask him cos i am prone to door accidents :)
I have not seen a piccie of Da Rake.
Real men are two dimensional.
i just seen him on aim rw.
he looks like quinn seriously.
you never answered. did you wear your black lacy number
Maybe SS doesn't like poisonous snakes either, Fimmy.
Not yet, Fim.
I still have to do alterations on it.
oh, wow i thought i got the 2200 one.
whoop whoop for me
I am, however, sporting long red nails these days.
Time for bed for me.
Nighty night all, see you tomorrow.
ss is probably the snake whisperer liek the horse whisperer.
ss sounds like a snake sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
lol, so lame its madness
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