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mister you're a better man than i-by the yardbirds

posted 10/25/2008 4:29:56 AM |
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  snidegrass

one of my all time favorite songs.
gunga din, you're a better
man than i.
its a 60's song.
about '66 i remember.
as world war three
was breaking out again.
we all may just go poof!
like flipping off a light switch.
just like that.
escalation of the war.
as new and better
and more efficient
weapons have been made,
with great scientific
and military progress,
some still wonder
if that is really progress?
but i regress.
and digress.
stone age calls?
not much for rubbing
sticks together to make
a fire either.
wood is often wet.
can't be lit.
but nevetheless,
since me and mrs.sugarbunny
have lost every dime,
its off to the desert
soon, to live on love
and hot air by the
us marine corps base
at 29 palms, ca.
had my two cabins
and ten acres there
years ago, which
were sold in 1979.
during all the
persian plights.
no more flying carpets
for us. so many
deserted cabins
down there to live in.
we'll be okay.
food? manna from heaven.
mr. and mrs. sugarbunny
have each other. that's all they need.
bunny food. honeymoon salad,
lettuce alone. how lazy faire
economics. you do it,
i'm too lazy. and bring
the proceeds to me.

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Comments:
snidegrass

Oct 25 @ 5:28AM  
what the townsfolk fear.
a likkered up population
gambling, carousing,
gone a whoring,
whooping it up,
and looking to
rape, pillage and rob
and loot and burn.
a wild and krazy mob.
ready and rarin
to rave at raven
rave parties
all night long
forever and ever.
until the dawn
turns to fawn.
and the lawn
grows higher
than the houses
around it.
tomorrow might
be a good day
to mow the lawn.
we just have ivy.
hyde cured jekyll.
jekyll suggested
a manual lawnmower.
but hyde thought
a gas one would be better.
and so.....
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