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Try, Please Try

Member since 2003 · Posted 29 Mar 2004 · 6 comments

Waving your arm takes so much energy Almost as much as it takes me to smile You make me so miserable when you don’t even try It frightens me to think what you'd accomplish if you did But you won’t, so there’s really no need to stress….. Unless, no, your dignity wouldn’t allow it Your self-centeredness is so strong, your indifference so rock-solid That making an effort is a physical impossibility I know you don’t mean it, and maybe that’s the worst part Maybe if you did I could move on Instead I’m stuck Trapped Caught on a never halting pendulum With only your moods as an axis .......I love you....... ...I guess it’s my fault...

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[7] Shuushin 29-Mar-04/5:45 PM Reply
Points for hitting a universal emotion.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 30-Mar-04/4:19 AM Reply
A bulging king-sized foreskin swimming in dwarf discharge.
[10] Stephen Robins 30-Mar-04/7:25 AM Reply
A fully ripened cadaver's glans.
[7] zodiac › Stephen Robins 30-Mar-04/8:37 AM Reply
A Casio-keyboard beat accompaniment (with one-finger-chord effect) for a drain-smelling man-spaetzle.
[n/a] fuzzylogicisatwat › zodiac 30-Mar-04/11:20 AM Reply
Before continuing; I would like to point out I am the only one without a tool for creating a randomn association of words (apart from shift F7 in word). I am therefore relying on my heavily cleft right sided brain which has been mutated by too much tizer. Incidentally, have you heard the music of the late great Wesley Wallis, that relied heavily upon a Casio-keyboard beat accompaniement to his heavily spazed childish hobo lyrics? Indeed, one might state that, he was a clam lipped casio-turbo-hobo.

A ruthless smelling back-fat burger served in tramp gravy.







[7] zodiac › fuzzylogicisatwat 30-Mar-04/12:20 PM Reply
I don't have a random word associator. I didn't know Wesley Wallis was late. Damn. That does make my band's occasional use of casio beats kind of like a tribute. Here's to you, Wesley, you crazy hobo-shaped clam-jerky.