
what it was like to be free, white,15 years old and a male in the fifties
and in the seventies, all the dungaree dolls were reading The Bell Jar
Oh yes I want you to wear my high school sweater the one with the three Scarlet Letters
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Hank Williams said it best
One mans hawk is another mans dove, one mans hug is another mans shove
One mans rock is another mans sand, one mans fist is another mans hand
One mans tool is another mans toy, one man grief is another mans joy
One mans squawk is another mans sing, one mans crutch is another mans wing
diets and broken heartsThat ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
is that too much to ask>I am grateful for days
that I keep my gratitude higher than my expectations
I have really good days
Lonely bikes and fudge are the only things that keep me goingit will be right there waiting for ya when ya want it Mark...bikes are loyal like that
Anyway, I call all my dead friends my Pips
they stand behind me and do the oohs and ahs and snap their fingers
and do the fancy step where they whisper in my ear: "You're livin' for me now
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