He's watching, he's waiting, he's walking, he's waltzing,
he's never been so calm before, dialed in before.
He's flaked, he's shaked, he anticipates, but he waits even more, ever more.
He's decided to try it, he feels how it's driving
so smoothly
so coolly,
but he waits, he shakes, anticipates the waltz to her beat
but he waits, waits waits, waits waits,
oh,
even more,
ever more
'til he goes through her door
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The Ballad of U. R. Strong
He felt the pangs from his name,
the schoolyard boys would shout "Ulysses is a synonym for sissy!"
They'd disregard its root of the winning general,
and go right to shouting "Randy is something that should be menstrual!"
So these shapes he was for reasons only just because dug the hole
that was his own personal pitfall.
As he fell he thanked Goodness time was beyond Vietnam,
'cause it let him avoid the punji sticks that would have made him gone.
So he only got a bump on the head and a scratch here and there,
all in all a fall to be considered fair.
He moved to unearth some dirt that comprised the surrounding wall,
'cause he knew if he was going to get up he would have to claw.
So now you know what you'd have to do
if you ever find yourself in the shoes
of
U. R. Strong
the schoolyard boys would shout "Ulysses is a synonym for sissy!"
They'd disregard its root of the winning general,
and go right to shouting "Randy is something that should be menstrual!"
So these shapes he was for reasons only just because dug the hole
that was his own personal pitfall.
As he fell he thanked Goodness time was beyond Vietnam,
'cause it let him avoid the punji sticks that would have made him gone.
So he only got a bump on the head and a scratch here and there,
all in all a fall to be considered fair.
He moved to unearth some dirt that comprised the surrounding wall,
'cause he knew if he was going to get up he would have to claw.
So now you know what you'd have to do
if you ever find yourself in the shoes
of
U. R. Strong
To Arms
The Mayor lost his seat and sash. Anxiety somehow stole it and is driving up taxes on all the town's hard-earned cash. He ironically stays afloat on instability, increasing the lack of power of the deputy. The citizens arm themselves as vigilant, inspired by the colonies from seventeen seven six. They ignore the grandiose liberties for their comparison to continue on the advancement of the new garrison. They build it inch by inch and brick by brick, as Anxiety puts up his feet where he sits. He chortles at their attempt for self help, and kicks back and adds another inch on his belt, all while the citizens build up all the powder and shells they can to show this bastard some hell.
And they do it, the start to march begins on October. They want this thing done before winter, to see the score they'd get on the over/under, because somehow the numbers have survived. Free hands, free heats, the wheels that move this car that keep this thing going. The open road they'll use to show in the movement always goes the way they want it to.
And they do it, the start to march begins on October. They want this thing done before winter, to see the score they'd get on the over/under, because somehow the numbers have survived. Free hands, free heats, the wheels that move this car that keep this thing going. The open road they'll use to show in the movement always goes the way they want it to.
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