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they said "when in Rome"
so he buried the bones
and they left him alone
far away from his home
run along now dog, run back
this is too big and too black
and there's a spoor all over from bears
or something just as scary
if this is so enlightening
why does it feel so dark and deep
and if its not so frightening
why don't you go ahead and leap
four hundred billion suns
little pink houses, foreign tongues
half a million boots, native drums
no wonder this song was left unsung
wandering aimless alone on the road
in search of a poor schmo to carry him home
ferry his soul and bury his bones
- by inignought |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/10/2010 |
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- Title: cactus dog
- Artist: inignought
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Description:
measuring the width
of the wide abyss - Date: 11/10/2010
- Tags: cactus
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