August 19, 2004

Non Sense(i)

Conductor of your sympathies!

turn them into mp3s

Empathize and pass it back to me…

Seize the siege and return the key!

Defeat the man with too many feet,

2 is all he really needs,

Forest of the four

and tryst of trees!

to get her and together we,

end the path and dread the week,

we can roll on weakened knees,

knead the dough and feed the needy,

Needle sews, and so do we,

see the saw and cut to scene,

cutest girl and she did win,

this heart of mine so easily,

she didn’t have to drill or dig,

in mines of coal or diamond rigs,

dyed her hair for monday’s gig,

mundane inn,

day in!

day out!

“day come they grow”

den mothers shout.

We Pal around and pal around in droves

Palindromes

They pale in

comparison

as we compare our sons

to fathers past

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Coming up:
6 gigs in the span of 7 days… have I lost my mind?

Saddle up and ride that pony…

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