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Those were the days, my friend...
One-Winged Eagle
2012-07-08 07:54:44
edited 2012-07-09 13:54:07
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...we'd thought they'd never end.
We'd sing and dance, forever-and-a-day.
We'd lived the life we've chose!
We'd fight and never lose!
For we were young, and sure to have our way!
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Yarrun XIX
2012-07-08 19:13:37
Whores! we want "poems that kill."
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
-correctly guesses the reference that the title was making-
I sang this in voice practice. It was one of my favorite songs, though my vocal teacher rarely had it sung.
He died a while ago and I only found out about it today.
One-Winged Eagle
2012-07-08 19:22:23
Man is a most complex simple creature: see what he weaves, and how base his reasons for doing so.
I'm sorry to hear that.
-hugs Yarrun-
Sredni Vashtar
2012-07-10 12:46:41
“I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
That is really sad and unfortunate, Yarrun. My condolences.
Yarrun XIX
2012-07-10 13:34:15
Whores! we want "poems that kill."
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Thank you, both of you
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I sang this in voice practice. It was one of my favorite songs, though my vocal teacher rarely had it sung.
He died a while ago and I only found out about it today.
-hugs Yarrun-
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead