Two hot coffees
One carried from my beat last night
To the next mornings city
Where I split my tab
And wait for my article to charge
In light summers wand
I wasn't a jazz

involved in indifference and resentment teaching in California

subversionists

Your on a list
People get paid at the federal level to take you somewhere
Ever feel too serious
Your being mentally wiped out
Do that to yourselves often do ya?
Pity

I'm the guy you get to pick on
I need you guys in my life right there
The closer the you
The better the look I get at being me
No getting you to understand Irish, please
I got nothing left to look at

In this line of me's where you gots I'm not getting two
More me, and there, the gems of it, another me
No, we get to come here some more me
No trust yet, me

Bambina, the me and the vow, less her family, more the me's

The jobs I invent, convenient for me

The green new deal

The green new deal
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Advice to the job
Love irish
Yes I'm still runnin

Night and day I see your face at stores;
A famous one, seen in different shapes,
That does express life, which each fan adores,
Adventures with downfalls and escapes.
Like stars of olden days, in black and white,
In every scene you shine with emotions,
Each smile, each tear a different sight,
Praised for many philosophical notions.
Oh, and my teenage years were filled with you,
Right and left I would see you for a while,
Till I would suddenly find someone new,
Making me feel safe with a lonely smile.
Amongst the loved ones you were then, O star,
Nonstop, while I was always apart so far.