Yes it looks like you're late again
let me guess
you missed the bus you missed the train
then 'Bang!' I heard the front door slam
when you walked away
taking the life out of who I am
here we go again with the same old story
I've already seen this movie and it's oh so boring
not the first time you've been busted
and caught out
with your excuses and can't be trusted
when 'Wham!' I heard the car door slam
then you drove away
driving the life out of who I am
here's that same old song and dance yet I still care
but why do I have to relive this same nightmare
there's always something
drama trauma tragedy no matter what you do
saga stigma calamity no matter where you go
always something with you
wish I had a silver bullet like cupid's little dart
and if I had that magic slug I'd shoot you through the heart
Ta(0) Climate
Songs,
spiritually sung,
express internal ego-expanding Dance.
Dance,
Natural healthy healing grace
articulates inside resonant music,
spirit-natured,
mind embodied
muses.
If strong dance of ego/eco nature's grace
ReForms Yang
ReFlows weaving grace abundant songs
ReFunction YinSquared spirit light
EnLightening TaoTime,
of inside resonant song
speaking outside resilient dance
WinWin amusing, sometimes WinLose terrifying,
her/historical
dipolar co-arising muses.
Jealously Bearded
The computers afforded to the elite and working forces are not the dells everyone
detests to use as free ones given in all the better libraries they are the IBMS. The
number on the backs of them are plated in real GOLD bunion old. The screens
are made of crystal glass and fashioned as a shiny mirror made to look like
windows hanging in midair. The mouse has three click buttons and seldom will
ever break from the misuse the student teachers make the housing is made with
titanium fair. The total concept is an old one the same old song and dance. The
man needs to eat or work or graduate if a lover or a student user. The trap is
baited with the silver and the gold instead of just plane cheese. The end result is
at least one million dollars worth of please. Jealous is a simple word for me.
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