View Full Version : a haiku story !!!
zefrank
06-28-2003, 02:51 PM
Same thing as the haiku thread except the haikus should combine to create a story of some sort.
maybe it works
maybe it won't. either way
trying will be fun.
copy all the previous lines into your text, seperate each haiku with a line break, only add one line at a time, and HAVE FUN.
OK lets start:
Morning light peaks in
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
dinzdale
06-28-2003, 03:03 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
AllegroNg
06-28-2003, 08:27 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
nycwriters
06-28-2003, 08:43 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Guido
06-30-2003, 12:42 AM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
zefrank
06-30-2003, 01:47 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
zefrank
06-30-2003, 04:29 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought
zefrank
06-30-2003, 04:39 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
zefrank
06-30-2003, 06:36 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
amanda
06-30-2003, 09:29 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
amanda
07-02-2003, 01:22 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
zefrank
07-02-2003, 03:04 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
zefrank
07-02-2003, 09:00 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
nycwriters
07-02-2003, 10:03 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
amanda
07-02-2003, 10:40 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
zefrank
07-03-2003, 04:03 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
nycwriters
07-03-2003, 05:04 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
sandy_jgg
07-03-2003, 05:43 PM
Margaritaville
surflugen
07-03-2003, 06:22 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
in Margaritaville (sorry to edit sandy - and welcome to the board)
My mood is changing
sandy_jgg
07-03-2003, 06:56 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
ps. "Margaritaville" has five syllables. Sorry, I edited it back! thanks for the welcome!
zefrank
07-03-2003, 08:44 PM
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
Morning light peaks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
nycwriters
07-03-2003, 09:23 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
surflugen
07-03-2003, 10:02 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
amanda
07-03-2003, 10:56 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
zefrank
07-04-2003, 11:02 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
amanda
07-04-2003, 12:45 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
nycwriters
07-04-2003, 01:25 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
surflugen
07-04-2003, 06:27 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
amanda
07-04-2003, 07:56 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
trisherina
07-04-2003, 09:50 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
zefrank
07-05-2003, 03:36 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
nycwriters
07-05-2003, 07:57 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
zefrank
07-06-2003, 12:25 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
nycwriters
07-06-2003, 01:27 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
amanda
07-06-2003, 08:36 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
sandy_jgg
07-06-2003, 02:03 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
zefrank
07-06-2003, 03:23 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
surflugen
07-07-2003, 05:13 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
surflugen
07-07-2003, 07:28 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
zefrank
07-07-2003, 09:45 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
dinzdale
07-08-2003, 10:39 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
surflugen
07-08-2003, 01:41 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
surflugen
07-08-2003, 05:52 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
dinzdale
07-08-2003, 06:06 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
zefrank
07-08-2003, 06:32 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
zefrank
07-08-2003, 07:05 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
surflugen
07-08-2003, 07:17 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
amanda
07-08-2003, 11:11 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like a
nycwriters
07-09-2003, 01:28 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
trisherina
07-09-2003, 03:13 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
zefrank
07-09-2003, 08:46 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
amanda
07-09-2003, 11:46 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
trisherina
07-09-2003, 12:35 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
zefrank
07-09-2003, 06:35 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
zefrank
07-09-2003, 06:39 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
sandy_jgg
07-09-2003, 06:47 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
trisherina
07-09-2003, 07:28 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
amanda
07-09-2003, 11:02 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
zefrank
07-10-2003, 01:03 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
trisherina
07-10-2003, 02:30 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
nycwriters
07-10-2003, 04:59 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
amanda
07-10-2003, 10:02 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
nycwriters
07-11-2003, 12:24 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
amanda
07-11-2003, 11:42 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
zefrank
07-14-2003, 07:08 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
amanda
07-14-2003, 10:50 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
nycwriters
07-15-2003, 03:35 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
zefrank
07-15-2003, 07:07 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
CatchrNdRy
07-15-2003, 08:39 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
amanda
07-15-2003, 09:44 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
CatchrNdRy
07-16-2003, 02:33 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
zefrank
07-16-2003, 11:03 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
amanda
07-16-2003, 10:18 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
surflugen
07-17-2003, 02:58 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
amanda
07-17-2003, 10:36 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
amanda
07-22-2003, 10:58 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
zefrank
07-23-2003, 01:23 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
amanda
07-24-2003, 02:03 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
zefrank
08-04-2003, 01:19 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
amanda
08-04-2003, 11:04 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
zefrank
08-12-2003, 03:17 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
helenly
08-12-2003, 05:55 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
funkytuba
10-31-2003, 05:07 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
Klynne
11-01-2003, 07:34 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
nycwriters
11-04-2003, 01:41 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Klynne
11-04-2003, 09:05 PM
Originally posted by nycwriters
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
nycwriters
11-06-2003, 01:12 PM
Originally posted by nycwriters
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
Klynne
11-06-2003, 09:54 PM
Originally posted by nycwriters
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
Hyakujo's Fox
11-07-2003, 06:50 AM
Originally posted by nycwriters
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
funkytuba
11-08-2003, 02:39 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Coffee
11-08-2003, 04:07 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
lapietra
11-08-2003, 11:56 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
Klynne
11-09-2003, 12:45 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
nycwriters
11-19-2003, 02:53 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Coffee
11-19-2003, 09:55 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
nycwriters
11-20-2003, 01:35 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Klynne
11-23-2003, 04:11 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
dalang
11-24-2003, 04:25 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Klynne
11-24-2003, 08:12 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
Klynne
11-25-2003, 08:14 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
dalang
11-26-2003, 04:52 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
Klynne
11-26-2003, 07:03 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Klynne
11-27-2003, 10:23 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Klynne
11-28-2003, 08:49 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Coffee
11-30-2003, 06:11 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Klynne
11-30-2003, 07:58 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Coffee
11-30-2003, 08:09 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Klynne
11-30-2003, 08:48 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Coffee
11-30-2003, 09:06 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
lapietra
11-30-2003, 10:09 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
Klynne
12-03-2003, 12:16 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
DancingDuck
12-03-2003, 12:21 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
Klynne
12-03-2003, 01:16 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
rapscalious rob
01-03-2004, 10:29 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
funkytuba
01-09-2004, 02:07 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
Klynne
01-20-2004, 09:22 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
Coffee
01-30-2004, 06:55 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
Hyakujo's Fox
01-30-2004, 08:05 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
Coffee
01-31-2004, 01:36 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
uh...you can let me off here
Klynne
02-03-2004, 11:41 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
Hyakujo's Fox
02-07-2004, 01:24 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
"y' sure are perty"
funkytuba
02-07-2004, 04:23 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
"y' sure are perty"
the banjo solo kicks in
straymonk
02-07-2004, 10:31 PM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
"y' sure are perty"
the banjo solo kicks in
from 'Deliverance'
Hyakujo's Fox
02-08-2004, 01:48 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
"y' sure are perty"
the banjo solo kicks in
from 'Deliverance'
I open the door
Coffee
02-09-2004, 04:22 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
"y' sure are perty"
the banjo solo kicks in
from 'Deliverance'
I open the door
jump out and roll to shoulder
straymonk
02-09-2004, 05:38 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's time
beauty and the beast
Timeless tale of love and woe
Yes, they come and go
What does this all mean?
and where is my red stapler?
i leave, loose and lost
Why, why, keep this job?
I'd much rather stay in bed
But must pay my rent
Daily grind beckons
Another ass breaking day
Laundry basket full.
Time to leave today
Just to wake up tomorrow
to smell Tish again
Tish is quite the dish
Secretly had with my eyes
But I know the truth
Driving down I-9
wind blowing in my hair, I
hear a thump, thump, thump
Questioning stopping,
Damn, its another flat tire
Just ride it to town
Rims suck anyway
Bad move...that broke my bearings.
Must call for a ride
Cell battery dead
Stick out my thumb for a ride
Shaggy red-neck stops
"Whar you headin', bwah?"
"Well just up yonder" I said.
"Can I catch a lift?"
"Shuh, hop in," he said.
The country music station
played a drawling tune
'Waitin' on Joe' blares
The truck is a fricking mess
as trucks often are
"Y'Ever killed a man?"
"uh...you can let me off here"
He makes me nervous
"y' sure are perty"
the banjo solo kicks in
from 'Deliverance'
I open the door
jump out and roll to shoulder
dislocate my knee
Hyakujo's Fox
02-09-2004, 08:47 AM
Morning light peeks in
And I quickly check the clock
late for work again
Got to get some gas
Before I end up walking
Through the morning rain
Still groggy, I yawn
Fumble for the coffee cup
Drips spill on my tie
"Eggs are like flowers"
A yummy, tasty daisy
...now a yellow stream
It's funny, I thought,
how things can change so quickly
just like traffic lights
One, two, three, repeat
six streams of yellow lava
make a run for it
Grabing toast to go
And an apple for good luck
twist the stem for love
My car is so old
it huffs and puffs at twenty
i know its faking
Daydreams at the lights
And loud honking at my back
Startled, I yell back
"Go suck a lemon!"
He did not look so burly
in his pin-striped suit
traffic is so weird
it's tourist season again
Margaritaville
My mood is changing
I feel like a tall cool one
but its 9 A.M.
A long day ahead
thinkin' about things she said
Its just nag, nag, nag
Happiness is a
ghost I stopped trying to find
dancing on my grave
It's just one more day
before I know I will pay
the Yakuza men
With parts of myself
Lopped off in brutal fashion
I need money now.
arriving at work
someone has parked in my space
it now sours my day.
Often at these times
i find comfort in revenge
and pee on his car
I walk in the door
giggling to myself softly
despite my wet leg
People look away
Gray cubicles are mocking
my inbox is full
I must find a way
to break away from this cage
or i just might melt
"Good morning" said Tish
smelling of cheap, bad perfume
which makes me horny
"You look fabulous."
I'm picturing her naked
"Really? Do you like?"
Showing off her shoes
Knowing that she's sweet torment
She twirls - what a flirt !
"By the way..." she says.
"Staff meeting at 3 PM."
"don't be late this time"
As she walks away
I watch her hips move like an
old lover I knew
My phone is ringing
But can anyone be home?
(to me... work is home)
"Hello, my darling"
"You are in some deep trouble!"
"I saw you with Tish."
Crap...stupid webcam
Now I'll have to jump through hoops
oh the trials of love
Its sweet salty sting
Brings back the taste of her flesh
love needs some ketchup
I said that out loud
and instantly turn beet red
knowing I've blown it.
Still, her voice softens
the dew of my summer morn
I bend to her will.
I order flowers
Should I order eggs instead?
Infertile woman...
Checking my inbox
Grow your penis, bigger breasts
both are good ideas
So where to click next?
"Yakuza sends good fortune"
Japanese are vexed
"Today you will die"
Shouldn't check my horoscope
"And have a nice day"
Need a coffee break
Been here an hour by now
sweet caffine haven
Sniff...mmm...eau d'hump
"Heeyas ya mail Mistah Jennings"
Junk, all of it junk
What's this? A card for
a warning. Yakuza says:
"Lilies for Darling"
anagram perhaps?
i jot words down for an hour
"girl dies in floral!"
what a shame, i smirk
just another dumb headline
wasting people's