*smooch* (ldy) wrote,
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Odd notes not worth a rat's ascot

I'm alive! I'm alive! Reports of my ripping off Mark Twain have been greatly exaggerated. :)

But where is merisa? I miss her. :(

~A child awash on a sea of Hope
Alights on a shore of Wonder
Something something something something~

(asunder, plunder, blunderbus)
...mm, we'll come back to that one, K?

Oh, darn it-- somebody snagged 1234567 : P

I remembered another defunct group that was worth a whap at the Nap...
(and even if you remember the group, you likely won't remember the song)

One In A Million

He was one in a million but I let him fade away
with the numbers game. And he wanted to hold
me, and I wanted to let him stay, but it never came
up in the conversation. All I did was dream I was
safe and sound in the variation on my scattered
theme. And I turned around and he was gone...
or never there.

And I wouldn't dare look in the closet or the hall
where I deposit all my uninspired lovers who feel
they must entertain while they hog all the covers
like they hog all the pain.....Singing "Oh, it's not
so bad. I've had it better; I've had worse". Or
"Oh, that's really sad and it reminds me of a verse
my mother told me when I was small. She used to
hold me, and after all was said and done I'd fall
asleep, I'd fade away - another dream, another
day - I know now it all begins again;
we never end"

(Once upon a time,
Filled with love and laughter
Once upon a time, happily ever after)

Now -

Fairy tales disturbed me! The princes always
blindly charged and left me confused. Though, I
feel like I'm the one who faced the dragon - all the
times I've been burnt and bruised by lovers saying
that they're gentle, with their minds and not their
hands; who play on my emotions like the silent
marching bands they heard as boys. They have to
make some noise to prove they're there. They
couldn't care about the beat, and they never think
to share, 'cause they could never bear defeat at the
hands of someone not afraid to show them that the
bed was made in open invitation to the dance.
They never take the chance.
"It's not so bad. I've had it better; I've had
worse". And "Oh, that's really sad and it reminds
me of a verse my mother told me when I was
small. She use to hold me, and after all was said
and done I'd fall asleep, I'd fade away - another
dream, another day - I know now it all begins
again; we never end"

He was one in a dozen but I allowed him to stay
for an hour or two. And he rushed to his glory
just to give me his soul and his gratitude. And he
called me his lover as he rested his eyes, and he
dreamed of his mother like a child who cries for
his feed....He never looked a me.


--Uncle Bonsai


Oh, now that I've seen it in writing, the internal rhyme just makes me ache.

This is getting lengthy. The Penis Song will wait 'til next time (it will, I promise). It's a rather lengthy Penis Song, really.

Speaking of... click when your children are asleep: KINK
Isn't that photo a HOOT?! (Hmm. You're right... it IS two really, I suppose, and then some... I stand corrected.)
::stands corrected and quickly runs away::

I have a friend that I talk to sometimes. And that's all I'm gonna say about that.

You live in a House.
You're married to Benny Goodman.
You drive a Chocolate Mousse.
Your car is the color Purple.
You live in the state Disbelief.
Your honeymoon is Hawaii.
Your occupation is a Butcher.
You have this many kids: 3 (2 male; 1 female).


Could I be more disjointed? Don't ask, lest you get an aswner.

Here's a picture of my kitty looking suave:
mew, baby


A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
--Anon


OK, boys and girls-- what's wrong with this picture? (Taken from my last entry)
current mood: anxious :P

My favourite songs atm are Orbital's Way Out and Thomas Dolby's Big Bang Backwards (why didn't he just call it Gnab Gib?)

Mmm... am I all caught up now and sufficiently fivish? Good :)

I hope you're happy now!

No, really. :)

...maybe one of these days I'll actually get caught up with Christmas...

Oh, and big smoochy welcomes to the stunning Misty A. Smith and the amazingly sushi-luvin' witty and snazzy Terry.
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