Friday, July 29, 2005

I'm not broken, don't try to fix me





Wednesday, July 20, 2005

,Dear Dogs
When I say to move, it means go someplace else, not switch positions with each other so there are still two dogs in the way. The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed for you and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help, because I fall faster than you can run.
. My compact discs are not miniature Frisbees
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, try to turn the knob, or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered.
In addition, I have been using bathrooms for years, canine attendance is not mandatory.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dogs butt. I cannot stress this enough. It would be such a simple change for you.





Friday, July 15, 2005

Their ways are open
they spread their wings
they want to be certain of a warm surrounding When they fly through the night
as beautiful as
nighttime birds
The warm wind picks them up When they fly through the night
as beautiful as nighttime birds





Thursday, July 14, 2005

He worries no more than he necessarily needs to fill his void
As big as space never ending thrill
He meets his will by choosing hate
?Why choosing
?Need us to smile too
Alright
Struggling to prevail
foretaste
the aftermath
Which will be black, as black as waste
We'll throw in an extra dance for just a little over 5 pence
?Need us to smile too
You'll turn our limo into a hearse
Weighing just enough to run it over your curse
?Need us to smile too
You lie, you lie, you lie
I believe





Saturday, July 09, 2005

:For those who may ask
!I'm fine, Just FINE



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