He could return waltzing like a lion
Chewing on a limp gazelle
Or like some twisted hero
Hauling heads with toothy grins
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I should have been afraid
afraid of loosing you
utopia was a topic
but my trop-ics were too few
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She kneeded a malleable man
One she could make an imprint on
Bend him shape him
Roll him in a ball
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If we could travel the magic train back
To sunny southern schoolyards
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I think I owe you a love song
And you know I can write one
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The article said.....and I quote
Trans-fats are put in products
To increase their shelf life
But they decrease the
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The word morgue has always confused me.....a little
I mean what is there actually more of there
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My love for you is exotic like
The Autumn orb that lights
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