Sleepless Writings for Tuesday, November 18, 2003

So I saw this guy, right? And he looked really cute The kid still low-rides And calls his Friends: dudes But then again, he’s really smart It’s just a funny act It sorta gets to my heart Until I get close enough to see his pants He’s wearing boxers with banjo-playing frogs I will repeat: There are... Sign in to see full entry.

HOME WAS HAPPY LONG AGO.... Home, home, where I wish I could go Sleep, sleep, In the world I used to know Where all is forgiven and all shame is gone When I wasn’t causing them such harm What happened to that little political prodigy? The smart little girl I used to be Thick, straight like an arrow... Sign in to see full entry.