Friday, March 04, 2005
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- "Carl Sandburg said that"
- From the fool's gold mouthpiece, The hollow horn plays wasted words
- Well, I go to pet your monkey, I get a face full of claws
- I was thinking of a series of dreams
- And later on as the crowd thinned out...
- When I'm all alone In the great unknown, I'll remember you.
- Then they bury him with stars, Sell his body like they do used cars.
- "She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind, She put down in writing what was in her mind"
- If dogs run free...
- Dear John: Thank you so much for coming to our Un...
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