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Hey, Heaven Is a Place On Earth: Happy New Year

Bringing yes a close, another year gone by; thinking unto myself
How she wanted me to sing her a love song ? As I was standing atop
This gallow better known as planet earth or more precisely, the noose about
Our necks well, unless your a rock star who plays a mean guitar better yet, swirls
That tiny little derriere, high high, in the air, mumbo jumbo it's a hit; super nova heights ? His, icons
Sucking on the mic fifty years now gone by; golden chains the children sway, hey man he's a baritone
Sequine girls her mirror's pearl; hey mom I'm gonna be someone, I wrote a song about a big black dong
Painted eyes with their candles high, curly who and her brother goo ? So you see, its not just Meeeee....
While the babies cry and the babies die and they suck your mic and you put their ass in some leopard tights.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Chircop Avatar
January 2, 2014 at 7:46 AM
Happy New Year John and Tnks for your precious comments and enchanting poetry..Thankyou.God bless you
Mehta Avatar
January 1, 2014 at 12:16 AM
Happy New Year, Johnny
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