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watch your step
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:12 am
by constantine
don't tread on me
he said to me
and this is what he said
don't tread on me
he said to me
and this is what he said
don't tread on me...
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:15 am
by Lightning Rod
doreen peri wrote:Two Heads Are Better Than One
I have one. You have another.
Let's put them together, brother.
What do we have when we've
got them fused?
Totally baffled.
Completely confused.
One plus one equals two, they say.
Bring on yours, any day.
I'll show you mine
if you show me yours.
Wheeeeeeee! Oh yeah!
Of course!
Yours is on your shoulders, right?
Mine is on mine. Headin' out.
Goodnight.
But still, if you will, they say two heads
are better than one, but I'm going to bed.
I've only got one on my pillow, see?
A pillowcase splatter, read reverie.
One two, one two three.
One for me, two for you.
Together we make something new.
Cliché rhyme. It's about time.
One minute, one hour, one day.
What are you doing with your head today?
Could I borrow it for a moment on Saturday?
Alternate Version
Two Heads are Thicker than One
very cliche
'corny as Kansas, I know'
Re: watch your step
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:24 am
by Doreen Peri
constantine wrote:don't tread on me
he said to me
and this is what he said
don't tread on me
he said to me
and this is what he said
don't tread on me...
dont tread on me
a tired tire dire tread with
dread circumstance, read like a
new crater newspaper, waiter get me
the check, you bet, bitter bugger battlefield,
brazen bombshelter mamma on the halfshell,
hell, the girl was a tattoo on a new bulge,
for crissake, each leak from a pound weight
seepin' through her ears, ya'hear? a tired
dire tread with dreaded regret, huggin'
the goddamn pavement, curb curved,
sleek streak of a new design taken
over by a cool breeze
don't tread on me
don't tread on me
ahhhh the mantra
of a rubbed out century
let's do da rhumba,
one tire said
no, thank you, i'm tired
let's do the racecar frenzy instead
ok why not
dire tire tread of a new
universe juiced up with a rev
what time's breakfast?
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:24 am
by stilltrucking
smart women stupid choices
the weaker sex
the little lady
I am preaching to the choir
men are from mars
open text box
adrenalin shakes
no I never know when it's time to quit
bound to lose
diamonds are a girls best friend
a boy's best friend is his mother
sweet for the sweets
Monkey see
monkey sight
monkey's plight
we are not monkeys
we are big sad apes
I am anyway
just barely conscious
of the flow
go with the flow
another cliche
worn out
as
love thy enemy
or
in god we trust
out of the formless void
is that a clache yet
the great formless cliche
into the future we go
boldly where no cliche has ever gone before.
Wll enough about me
what do you think about me
a woman is man's destiny
don't temp fate
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:26 am
by Doreen Peri
I love that tune. I love Barry Gremillion, my friend... and you too, my friend... great tune! I love that tune! Thank you!
What talents you both are!
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:29 am
by Doreen Peri
stilltrucking wrote:
diamonds are a girls best friend
gotta do that title next
lol.. heh...
Loved your post, jack.. you just inspired me.. omg i can't keep up!
yikes!
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:33 am
by stilltrucking
cliche r us
"don't ever cuss the fiddle"
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 12:50 am
by stilltrucking
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 11:47 am
by mnaz
that's the way the ball bounces.
Posted: August 9th, 2008, 1:54 pm
by stilltrucking
live and learn