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I fell in love with Narcissus

but he was in love with someone else !

( oh -- the irony ! )

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Oh and a poet was born to me

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To die is to die ugly

Good people do not die

They go home

)(

But really

There is no death

There is only healing

As

Ugly becomes beauty

And we can :see: again


.""

Some boys come from the cabins


Some from the castles rising toward the skies


But when they meet on the open road

It don't mean a thing

•

She !

Of the soft ******* !

Of the golden hair !

And shining eyes !

She was a pretty nice girl

And we became the very best friends !


)(


On the open plain


Many are reborn here


Many

Simply die

Many just go back home


;;


a good girl is as loyal as a good dog

"

She road on her broomstick

Naked

Thru the sky

While smoking a big cigar

:::

Sometimes she would swoop down low and eat a bat

)(


She sits next to me in school

:/:

She won't let me feel her up -- ( surprise ! )

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I'm going off to Harvard to become a lawyer

),(

If I told you I love you

You

Wouldn't believe


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