And it was good
I felt her presence stronger than ever
Maybe it was you.
I have not seen you here in months
but I feel the presence of a woman
and that is good enough for me
that is all I want
the feeling of a presence
I don't need a woman here
just the feeling
I sure is hell could not live with a woman again.
No one I can think of anyway
I laid down with a terrible loneliness
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I laid down with a terrible loneliness
"We are made to be immortal, and yet we die. It's horrible, it can't be taken seriously. —ianeskimo"
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I been thinking about a new avatar. even another sock puppet but too many already.
My sense of humor is so twisted. Lambchop, I can't help but imagine what a macabre sense of humor she must have had. Rest in peace Shari Lewis. Me and baby sister watched the show many times and I never told her where lamb chops come from...
The advent
that is a rock and roll word too
the advent of women
Got dam Buk you rote my life
"the blondes with the tight pussies came too late" for him too.
So I can take my worst nightmares and make them into stand up comedy I feel as if I have done something to the relief of man's estate.
I see the advent of a new age of man
in the brave new world
he will be a better man
thanks to the invisible hand
of the marketplace
Yes I have seen the future and it is
Pink.
"We are made to be immortal, and yet we die. It's horrible, it can't be taken seriously. —ianeskimo"
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She was meant as a homage
not a stereotype
I owe her so much,
She circumcised my heart
So now I am down to the dregs
the seeds and stems
the forlorn rags
But everything's okay
I still got one more party in me yet
yes give me some of that.
not a stereotype
I owe her so much,
She circumcised my heart
So now I am down to the dregs
the seeds and stems
the forlorn rags
But everything's okay
I still got one more party in me yet
conscience and good cheerOh, the flowers of indulgence
and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals,
they have choked the breath
of conscience and good cheer—Bob Dylan
yes give me some of that.
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