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| 14 February, 2005
--- 8:33 a.m. |
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Happy Frickin' Valentines Day, Baby!
I am nothing
without you
'cept skin and bones,
a little sinew,
Not worth the clothes on that bum's back,
I'm a fat guy waiting for a heart-attack
and a crane to move me to my grave,
I'm dishwater flowing down your drain,
Without you I ain't got no soul,
I'm a fish flushed down the toilet bowl,
An umbrella offering no protection,
A porn star who can't get a-
-ffection,
I'm a model who's been weather-beaten
Beyond what cops call recognition,
I'm a worn wheel on a racing car,
A lone tree in a forest fire,
A poet who can't read or write,
A creature that comes out at night,
Not enough left to call a man,
Without you, baby, I am
Nothing.
Copyright D.M.
Mike from work reckons "Everyday's Valentines Day when you're married".
I agree. Everyday I forget and every night I pay for it... |
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