What if I came knockin'?
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CreamyLady
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This scares me. Really.
(puts on the running shoes and takes off)
(puts on the running shoes and takes off)
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No "what ifs" for me...
I don't have to worry about you knockin on my trailer door. You've already made your preconceived opinion about this midwestern gal. Bye.
I don't have to worry about you knockin on my trailer door. You've already made your preconceived opinion about this midwestern gal. Bye.
Never
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Hey Siren, if life hands you a lemon make lemonade.
Never now declares this the thread were everyone posts the song lyrics or poetry they always wanted to share but knew everyone would jump their ass for it.
I'll be second.
I met a sickly, sickly man
Upon his death bed a-lying
I tapped him with a two-by-four
And asked why he was dying.
"See here," I said "I want to know
What is your soul's intention?"
I asked because it mattered, though
I hardly paid attention.
He said, "I die because the whale
Who swim the salty waters
Won't introduce me to their wives,
Much less unto their daughters.
And do I die of loneness
For love I never knew,
The floaty whalish sort of love
That might my life renew."
But I was thinking of a plan
To dig a hole so deep
Insomniacs could hurtle down
And safely fall asleep.
The hole would open at both ends
A metaphor for living.
Distracted thus, I has to shout,
"What answer were you giving?"
He coughed a bit, and then he wheezed,
"I'll tell you if I must."
The likes of me is never pleased
To linger here as dust
I'm meant for finer things you know,
I'm made in God's own image.
I'll live on as a concept say,
A quark or a line of scrimmage."
But I was puzzling out a means
Of earning higher wages
By building artificial Queens,
For London's daily pages.
"See here!" I said "You make me feel
I'm wasting all my breath!
Now tell me how it is you die
And how life ends in death!"
He said, "The answer's plain enough,
You needn't holler so.
I'll tell you how it is we come
And why we have to go,
Life is a rope of broken pearls
That once were painted green,
It's carried by a pair of girls
Who stop sometimes to preen."
"The butter that they walk upon
Spews from eternal churns
The pearls glow like the pages
Of a novel as it burns.
And so, you see, simplicity
Requires that our lot
Be that we exit, when we must,
With only what we brought."
For once I followed what he said,
Since I had finished thinking,
About a poison that would cure
The ills of too much drinking.
I thanked him much for telling me
His insights into dying.
He said it was a piece of cake,
Then did so without trying.
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Never now declares this the thread were everyone posts the song lyrics or poetry they always wanted to share but knew everyone would jump their ass for it.
I'll be second.
I met a sickly, sickly man
Upon his death bed a-lying
I tapped him with a two-by-four
And asked why he was dying.
"See here," I said "I want to know
What is your soul's intention?"
I asked because it mattered, though
I hardly paid attention.
He said, "I die because the whale
Who swim the salty waters
Won't introduce me to their wives,
Much less unto their daughters.
And do I die of loneness
For love I never knew,
The floaty whalish sort of love
That might my life renew."
But I was thinking of a plan
To dig a hole so deep
Insomniacs could hurtle down
And safely fall asleep.
The hole would open at both ends
A metaphor for living.
Distracted thus, I has to shout,
"What answer were you giving?"
He coughed a bit, and then he wheezed,
"I'll tell you if I must."
The likes of me is never pleased
To linger here as dust
I'm meant for finer things you know,
I'm made in God's own image.
I'll live on as a concept say,
A quark or a line of scrimmage."
But I was puzzling out a means
Of earning higher wages
By building artificial Queens,
For London's daily pages.
"See here!" I said "You make me feel
I'm wasting all my breath!
Now tell me how it is you die
And how life ends in death!"
He said, "The answer's plain enough,
You needn't holler so.
I'll tell you how it is we come
And why we have to go,
Life is a rope of broken pearls
That once were painted green,
It's carried by a pair of girls
Who stop sometimes to preen."
"The butter that they walk upon
Spews from eternal churns
The pearls glow like the pages
Of a novel as it burns.
And so, you see, simplicity
Requires that our lot
Be that we exit, when we must,
With only what we brought."
For once I followed what he said,
Since I had finished thinking,
About a poison that would cure
The ills of too much drinking.
I thanked him much for telling me
His insights into dying.
He said it was a piece of cake,
Then did so without trying.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~So what if I came knocking? So what if I came knocking? So what if I came kicking and it scared you a little bit, and I came on strong... Would you think that there's something wrong with me? Or could it be your fears of trying something real, or just afraid to touch a guy like me?
Oliver Clozoff
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I'm not sure...
Love,
countless philosophers have tackled your question only to be slapped with the cold wet fish that is reality. But a wise man once said some words that bear repeating in response to your cryptic inquiry:
"If the van is a'rockin', then don't come a knockin'."
Love,
countless philosophers have tackled your question only to be slapped with the cold wet fish that is reality. But a wise man once said some words that bear repeating in response to your cryptic inquiry:
"If the van is a'rockin', then don't come a knockin'."
Savage Kitten
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Damn Never
You doin the 'newbie' long ass post trick again hehe
~~Don't tell my heart, My achey breaky heart! I just don't think it'll understanddddd~
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Shake Your Bon-Bon, Shake Your Bon-Bon
You doin the 'newbie' long ass post trick again hehe
~~Don't tell my heart, My achey breaky heart! I just don't think it'll understanddddd~
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Shake Your Bon-Bon, Shake Your Bon-Bon
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Re: Oh Tiggie...
Yeah, maybe. Do I live in a trailer Ez?
Ezzie said:
Yeah, maybe. Do I live in a trailer Ez?
Savage Kitten
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ohhhhhhhhh!!
I KNOW you did not just go there.... You.. YOU.. YOU MUG YOU!!! hmmmmph!
Nogard said:
I KNOW you did not just go there.... You.. YOU.. YOU MUG YOU!!! hmmmmph!
CreamyLady
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Well, Love, when you come knocking on my door it always comes up snake eyes.
Why not find another house to haunt?
Why not find another house to haunt?
Ezzie
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Re: Re: Oh Tiggie...
Hell yes you do, you live next door to "Love"... he/she/it is the one who has the car up on blocks, chases the neighborhood children with a broom while screaming "My life for you" and the one everyone blames when the neighborhood pets come up missing. I always wondered what that smell was.
Glad I live on the other side of you.
Tiggs said:
Hell yes you do, you live next door to "Love"... he/she/it is the one who has the car up on blocks, chases the neighborhood children with a broom while screaming "My life for you" and the one everyone blames when the neighborhood pets come up missing. I always wondered what that smell was.
Glad I live on the other side of you.
Never
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But Kitten, I am a newbie, I'm just a newbie with a huge mouth. Now, I'm trying to spread some LOVE and TOLERANCE here people. Oh, forget it..
*Rushes over to Love and puts him up, ties him to a butcher's rack and proceeds to flay him. Tossing the bloody pieces over my shoulder to the crowd*
Now, it's time to prove that saying, "Love is blind." *Eagerly grabs a hot poker*
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*Thinks I should try some deep breathing now*
*Rushes over to Love and puts him up, ties him to a butcher's rack and proceeds to flay him. Tossing the bloody pieces over my shoulder to the crowd*
Now, it's time to prove that saying, "Love is blind." *Eagerly grabs a hot poker*
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~~~~~~~~~~~~*Thinks I should try some deep breathing now*
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking on your front door tonight? Ahh So what if I came knocking? Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking... Kick, kick, kick... What if I came knocking on your front porch tonight... tonight...?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking on your front door tonight? Ahh So what if I came knocking? Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking... Kick, kick, kick... What if I came knocking on your front porch tonight... tonight...?
Ezzie
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Oh and Love, I like music as much as the next person, in fact it's my life and my job to work with talented bands everyday but I'll say this much... you come knockin' on my door without being invited I'll either
A. Point at your crotch area and begin to laugh hysterically.
B. Call the police on your sorry ass. Or
C. See how far you can run with my foot up your ass from being kicked to the curb.
Don't quit your day job, hon!
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A. Point at your crotch area and begin to laugh hysterically.
B. Call the police on your sorry ass. Or
C. See how far you can run with my foot up your ass from being kicked to the curb.
Don't quit your day job, hon!
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Savage Kitten
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ohhhhhhh
talk about foreshadowing... I wrote a poem about this dude "Love" once... kinda scary now that i think of it... *shivers*
Stranger in the Dark
Standing alone,
nobody home.
Are you out there?
Staring into the night,
grasping for the light.
Please be out there.
A whisper in the dark,
just the call of a lark.
Hoping you are out there.
Trickery on my sight.
No alarm, no fright.
I know you are out there.
Be my stranger once more.
Your knocking welcomed at my door
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dats one long ass post
talk about foreshadowing... I wrote a poem about this dude "Love" once... kinda scary now that i think of it... *shivers*
Stranger in the Dark
Standing alone,
nobody home.
Are you out there?
Staring into the night,
grasping for the light.
Please be out there.
A whisper in the dark,
just the call of a lark.
Hoping you are out there.
Trickery on my sight.
No alarm, no fright.
I know you are out there.
Be my stranger once more.
Your knocking welcomed at my door
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dats one long ass post
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Lol SK and Ez.
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