(Okay, here's the fun: If, on a particular day, I don't have anything to blog about I'm just gonna post one of my song lyrics. Try and tell the difference...mwheheh...:)
Once upon another time
I woke up in a dream
where wishing things would make them so,
and I was as conscious as a stream.
I pumped my arms to fly
then I was pumping my own gasoline.
I walked into the Money Store with nothing but a dime.
a magpie with a broken wing cut into the line.
I focused all my rage
and locked him in a cage as small as mine.
I was tickling the ivories,
an elephant joined in
beating on a bongo drum made of human skin.
but even stranger, though,
there was a horse who played a bow and violin.
I dreamed I had insomnia,
I had no place to sit.
I felled a tree to the forest floor.
I never heard it hit.
I guess no one will believe you've dug a hole if you leave the dirt in it.
c-2000 SnotSongs
Posted by Tuning Spork at July 21, 2003 11:01 PMI didn't do that! No-one saw me!
Posted by: Pixy Misa at July 23, 2003 02:07 PM