You want to steal my identity? It’s Yours gift wrapped No returns, no refunds So, will you agree? ø¤°`°¤ø,¸¸,ø¤°`°¤ø I won’t take it back When the bills come due And the lower back pain? Excedrin – take two. ø¤°`°¤ø,¸¸,ø¤°`°¤ø Lie awake at night Turning a tossing The children, the mortgage and not enough flossing. ø¤°`°¤ø,¸¸,ø¤°`°¤ø [...]
Posts Tagged ‘muse’
My Soical Security # is…
Posted: 29th August 2010 by cord in Muse LaneTags: humor, identity, muse, peotry
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THINK – I found an elf??
Posted: 12th August 2010 by cord in The Driftless TrailsTags: driftless, elf, muse, playful
In a small village near by near the Black River there us a cave-like rock formation which is quite miraculous in itself. This is the actual and untouched digital picture of the interior of the formation. When I downloaded it and looked at the left side of the picture and near the bottom I noticed [...]
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Night and Day do you see grace by which we live night and day searching the other spent, rapt, flying seeking empty, full, yes, and no ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ and what is this thing presented here this body from whose and such that wants a touch of madness a sheer flight from system [...]
If you will play Black and White world with me up here I am safe you see? you see! …. cause of the line? up here I will call “what will be” where freedom is tethered not me…not me if we were countries the lines would be borders we could build armies! and great walls [...]
¿o©º°¨¨°º©- quiet still far away in a breath u kneel to prey lightening flickers off far away that’s where you are far away do you hear it thunder do you feel it rain where you are storm!, hail!, rain! down on me blow!, blow!, ye winds like a memory of a real old song the [...]
I love the city. I do not think I could ever call a city home again. It is 6 a.m. as I listen to the bird song and open the door to allow the voice of the robin that will build its third year’s nest in the leaves of the red maple I can almost [...]