Poetry is the possibility of language. |
Say, baby... can I be Your slave? I've got to admit girl you're the shit girl... and I'm digging you like a grave. Now, do they call you Daughter to the Spinning Pulsar... or maybe Queen of 10,000 mo...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jan 2009 09:16:00 GMT |
Poetry is the possibility of language. |
Say, baby... can I be Your slave? I've got to admit girl you're the shit girl... and I'm digging you like a grave. Now, do they call you Daughter to the Spinning Pulsar... or maybe Queen of 10,000 mo...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jan 2009 09:16:00 GMT |
Judge Not |
Don't you look at me so smugleAnd say I'm going badWho are you to judge meAnd the life I got I liveI know that I'm not perfectAnd that I don't live to beSo before you hint your fingerShow your hands a...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 11:54:00 GMT |
