Well I'm here once more
at the end of it all
Maybe 80 more years
I'll be laid out in pall
I've got lots to shed tears over
Got lots to laugh to laugh at
Here's to the end of the year
and 3 steps back
One step forward
and 3 steps back
you pull me from the train
while I weep on the tracks
So prone to be lonely yet I want to live alone
I fight the 3 steps back
'cause I want to be home
Well I'm here once more
Summer, Spring, Winter, Fall
Maybe 1 more year
when the trumpet calls
I've got lots of good friends
and I'm the one that lacks
Here's to the end of the year
and 3 steps back
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Friday, December 24, 2010
Ode To BBC (and pumpkin pie)
Saturday night, watching PBS
Hoping to see BBC at its best.
I fall asleep in a pumpkin patch,
and run into a white wigged Mr. Cumberbatch
Saw Miss Marple walking down the lane,
and Captin Hastings on a window pane.
Poirot and his cane came putsing by,
and I saw Lizzy Bennet laughing, making mud pies
Saturday night, and I flip on the television,
hoping to see some British BBC presicion.
I go Sherlocking with a few of my friends,
with visions of Cranford people dancing in our heads.
Poirot trims his mustache,
and the 39 steps match,
Jane Austen writes amazing guys
I sit and eat pumpkin pie
Skander when he's little
Sherlock cannot play the fiddle
I find a cumberbatch
sitting in a pumpkin patch
eating eggs benedict
Cranford Christmas candles lit
All my favorite characters
from BBC wear parachutes
we all land in a pumpkin sky
Lets watch! Please pass the pumpkin pie
Hoping to see BBC at its best.
I fall asleep in a pumpkin patch,
and run into a white wigged Mr. Cumberbatch
Saw Miss Marple walking down the lane,
and Captin Hastings on a window pane.
Poirot and his cane came putsing by,
and I saw Lizzy Bennet laughing, making mud pies
Saturday night, and I flip on the television,
hoping to see some British BBC presicion.
I go Sherlocking with a few of my friends,
with visions of Cranford people dancing in our heads.
Poirot trims his mustache,
and the 39 steps match,
Jane Austen writes amazing guys
I sit and eat pumpkin pie
Skander when he's little
Sherlock cannot play the fiddle
I find a cumberbatch
sitting in a pumpkin patch
eating eggs benedict
Cranford Christmas candles lit
All my favorite characters
from BBC wear parachutes
we all land in a pumpkin sky
Lets watch! Please pass the pumpkin pie
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Bleach
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