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    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    57/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2777/1297/258
    Words: 106
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Misc
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    Actually

    There is certainly no muse to divinely inspire
    The words aren’t direct and they’re crudely obtuse
    They’re neither vehicles of hope nor epistles for dreamers
    They’re merely the toxins we stir in our soup…

    How much time have I wasted on this cheap psychotherapy
    Before the good doctor bled my future white
    “Now all you poor children, close your eyes, there’s a test
    Are these words sweet or sour? Here, take a big bite…”

    If all the world were apple pie
    And all the seas were ink
    And all the trees were bread and cheese
    What would we have to drink...




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    ||| Comments |||
      It is a horribly dehydrating thought to be so disappointed with words.
    | Posted on 2015-04-28 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]
      and if the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck?
    | Posted on 2013-03-15 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]
      My dog drinks toilet water. Option of last reaort?
    | Posted on 2013-01-07 00:00:00 | by annie0888 | [ Reply to This ]
      Whenever we are kicking back
    Or searching through our little sack
    If reality seems dressed in black
    There's always hope with Apple Jack

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2013-01-02 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]


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