GASH
There is a hole in every wall,
a lie, an imperfection
Every plan is another hidden stab
Every land is just another place that isn't Home
Broken wheels still turn,
But they just turn over and croak
Its like a place where the clouds have broken
Showin' that there's really nothin' there
And that really the stars are all lyin'
Cuz they don't know what else to say
Yeah, tell me somethin else to say.
a lie, an imperfection
Every plan is another hidden stab
Every land is just another place that isn't Home
Broken wheels still turn,
But they just turn over and croak
Its like a place where the clouds have broken
Showin' that there's really nothin' there
And that really the stars are all lyin'
Cuz they don't know what else to say
Yeah, tell me somethin else to say.
posted by Feanor at 10:21 AM
5 Comments:
You can always say,
Love ya, Mom!
You could jus say something jus cuz.
Mad scientists.
Something that I always love saying is, "Amy, you're pretty cool. Just no one else knows that!" It's quite comforting. And it maketh me laugh.
I was thinking of something that, ya know, I don't already say all the time, I do all of those things all the time already.:)
I have it -
"My doggy ate my homework.
He chewed it up," I said.
But when I offered my excuse
My teacher shook her head.
I saw this wasn’t going well.
I didn’t want to fail.
Before she had a chance to talk,
I added to the tale:
"Before he ate, he took my work
And tossed it in a pot.
He simmered it with succotash
Till it was piping hot.
"He scrambled up my science notes
With eggs and bacon strips,
Along with sautéed spelling words
And baked potato chips.
"He then took my arithmetic
And had it gently fried.
He broiled both my book reports
With pickles on the side.
"He wore a doggy apron
As he cooked a notebook stew.
He barked when I objected.
There was nothing I could do."
"Did he wear a doggy chef hat?"
My teacher gave a scowl.
"He did," I said. "And taking it
Would only make him growl."
My teacher frowned, but then I said
As quickly as I could,
"He covered it with ketchup,
And he said it tasted good."
"A talking dog who likes to cook?"
My teacher had a fit.
She sent me to the office,
And that is where I sit.
I guess I made a big mistake
In telling her all that.
’Cause I don’t have a doggy.
It was eaten by my cat.
:-D
I think you just need to read something totally silly, at least once a day. ???
~JCP
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