Skid-stop
Tumble-down ramshackle
Tackle the ball, head over heals
Wounds and weals
Winding through Bernackles
Slide to a skid-stop
Busting past the busstop
Police in agressive tail
Walled in, welling up failed
Turn aside, take a ride
My, my your voice has grown!
Left to the glittering curbside
On your very own
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Counselling is a Lie
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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