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From The Look Down
Another spotlight, make the headlines.
A final shout-out to the ranks of the-do-fine.
Did I make you stop and think?
Now looking down… from the look down,
me and every other ghost in this town
who couldn’t live life on the brink.
And I say - hey. There’s got to be a way
for everyone who couldn’t be.
Yeah, I say - hey. There’s got to be a way.
Gotta be a way… for m...
Wednesday 26th February 2025 1:09 pm
Chicken Every Meal
I get a little tired of it - folks who seem to think
they must be happy all the time or else they’re on the brink
of some traumatic end, oh yes, like everything is bad
if once in a blue moon they have to deal with being sad.
It makes no sense to me at all. Just what do they expect?
They should be happy day and night and never get set back.
Well, I can’t grasp it, not at all....
Saturday 9th March 2024 2:57 pm
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