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To Musashi, my little flipijapapino boy-toy...
Life
To you is a cloud
To me is a shroud
I walk without knowing the truth in your mind
Sometimes I fret and sometimes I prance
About the smaller things in life..
Sometimes you cry and sometimes you die
Over much more complicated strife
But in the end it seems, without a doubt, that you and I were meant to be
A couplet of love, consummate and complete, unbonded and free
Our fetters now gone, let us sing now in song
And waste away on meager drinks, insignificant twinks, and most importantly
Phallic-shaped links.
WEST COAST ROCKIN' HELLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOO OREGON
Life
To you is a cloud
To me is a shroud
I walk without knowing the truth in your mind
Sometimes I fret and sometimes I prance
About the smaller things in life..
Sometimes you cry and sometimes you die
Over much more complicated strife
But in the end it seems, without a doubt, that you and I were meant to be
A couplet of love, consummate and complete, unbonded and free
Our fetters now gone, let us sing now in song
And waste away on meager drinks, insignificant twinks, and most importantly
Phallic-shaped links.
WEST COAST ROCKIN' HELLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOO OREGON
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