To primushead:

[HorkoLad]

When the dark of the moon, shines on our hands
We can understand each other, ya know?
How we swing with each other on nights of 'yon
Pies and cakes and cookies too!
You are the jacket when i'm cold and my nipples point out
You are the medication for my big boy rash
I am your ointment, but only Ron Kucheruck is the fly that can get into the ointment, luckily, he's been extinguished.
Long are the days when we build a wooden fence together
But when those days come back again, we'll understand that its almost like we never left...Together again, like big boys at a school dance where we're afraid of girls.

~Horko

[primushead]

:)

I dig the lyrics, but I have a few questions...

1.)  Why me?
2.)  What song is that from?
3.)  It's not a mean post is it?

Thanks.

P.

[HorkoLad]

:)

I dig the lyrics, but I have a few questions...

1.)  Why me?
2.)  What song is that from?
3.)  It's not a mean post is it?

Thanks.

P.

Cause you're ok
I made it
Nope

[Half]

that worn out mattress
her sad southern smile
a hole in the ceiling...
where it was missing a tile
cold little shower
a milldewed towel
half-lit cigarette
hangs from her mouth

and i ask myself
when did it end?
and i know somehow
perhaps around the bend...
i'll sleep for a while
or just pretend

[primushead]

Cause you're ok
I made it
Nope

Yes!  I'm Ok!!!  

[EC]

I think this is a lovely thread. :)

[SMc55]

that worn out mattress
her sad southern smile
a hole in the ceiling...
where it was missing a tile
cold little shower
a milldewed towel
half-lit cigarette
hangs from her mouth

and i ask myself
when did it end?
and i know somehow
perhaps around the bend...
i'll sleep for a while
or just pretend

I like that. Is it yours?

[Half]

I like that. Is it yours?

sho nuff 8)