Wednesday, December 31, 2008

2 0 0 8 'ing it play ME song


Gosh Dang
you put the dang in DANGer
2008 is no stranger
and how could you blame her
just cause her F L A M E B U R N S brighter than anything you've ever seen before . . .
?
Foot in and lock outs high hopes and low doubts
good girls and bad boys
understanding and wet joys
progression demystified
betrayal friend confides
IN SIDE!
themselves only
according to twisted lonely
Y e r o c of course
who will only later show remorse!
Leeched and looted
smells like loosing pooted
and made it rhyme with well suited. . .
took a crash course and computed
that I'm the reputed one
of the life that grabs the gun
fire in the hole of the sun
not the son
you dimwit
dim lit
son of a gun
but the daughter
of a man and a
wom ON
sounds better than your
god's preacher's sermon!

I was gonna ramble on about what the year has done . . . and more importantly what I have done to it!

That was much . . . . much . . . sweeter though!

L O X E
(i know how you like that the e is biggest)

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