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c'mon you guys
Posted: March 14th, 2015, 10:52 pm
by the mingo
c'mon you guys
lets go go go
shake this joint
or be exiled to Syracuse Yew Nork
forever !
got word?
lay it out !
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 14th, 2015, 10:57 pm
by saw
no, not the yew norkers !
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 15th, 2015, 4:49 am
by dune
c'mon now ...
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 15th, 2015, 6:49 am
by the mingo
Thx saw & dune - but there really is such place as Syracuse Yew Nork - was there yesterday afternoon to a bikeshop had one of those magician samurai doublebuddha Oz bike mechanics promised me could turn my bike, for a small fee, into the Jesus colt - and that I would be smilin' all the way from Elizabeth Taylor to the Rapture to be ridin it -
I'm thinkin' on it
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 15th, 2015, 1:53 pm
by WIREMAN
jesus colt
buddha yak
butter lamps
stars rising
in the east
kung fu priests
layin it out w/their
words is what they is
ifn they wanna critique
let 'em write it their selves
special sanctum
inner portal before
we exit stage left
86
vaminos muchacho's e muchacha's
the suns out
all the b'fast places
jumpin
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 15th, 2015, 2:27 pm
by dune
Ah, a little bike T. L. C... Yeah, I'm familiar with the doublebuddha Oz mechanics. They're good at what they do ... Ommm .... Then it's back to mashing ...
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 15th, 2015, 4:38 pm
by whoaisme
i got 2 flat tires so i gottsta RUN!
i got 2 vodka sodas so i gottsta DRINK!
i got a prayer and a hope
so i gottsta LIVE!
how many miles can you fit on one soul before it finally kerplunks and goes back home?
how would you know if you are where you want to be then and now you've always been there i mean here ya just didn't know it yet and all the girls say owwww so good
Re: c'mon you guys
Posted: March 15th, 2015, 4:55 pm
by Doreen Peri
Bring it on!
Shake the words outa
the shaker! Don't fake it
but don't be scared to break it,
take 'em and spin 'em around
like a hula hoop, don't keep 'em
cooped inside! Let's get WIDE OPEN,
brotha... you got anotha pome inya,
dintchya? Bring it! Sing it!
Blast that blues to Syracuse,
spill some salt 'n' seasoning!
Make it righter, oh shit, I lost my lighter.
Gotta get this thing hot!