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Nurse Crachet
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since 1999-09-27

Posts 318
They know where I am!

0 posted 2001-05-31 11:27 PM

Rubber Walled Room (Sung to the tune of Top of the World)

Touch appealing pleasures plain to see,
The crayon King is in most every dream to me,
There is no reason why
He has snots in his eyes,
And I can’t be revived if he’s not clean.

Anything I haunt possesses me,
In my twisted mind expectantly could see,
Flinging colorful snots
There’s no way you will stop,
You’re the sickest one propped here next to me.

I’m in this rubber walled room,
Dodging, blank inspirations
With the crazy innuendo’s flyin’ by,
The snot that turned brown given from the cutest crayon
Your snots put me in this rubber walled room.

Stinking in this room is part your game,
And your blaming me is getting quite insane
Brown streaks in your shorts it’s the way that you court
As your surprised to be wrapped up here with me.

Your colors always seem to be my kind,
If you don’t stop doin’ that you’ll go blind
So remember to floss cause for me there’d be no loss
Call my name you can sign on this line dear.

I’m in this rubber walled room,
Dodging, blank inspirations
With the crazy innuendo’s flyin’ by,
The snot that turned brown given from the cutest crayon
Your snots put me in this rubber walled room.

I’m in this rubber walled room,
Dodging, blank inspirations
With the crazy innuendo’s flyin’ by,
The snot that turned brown given from the cutest crayon
Your snots put me in this rubber walled room.

brian madden
Member Elite

since 2000-05-06

Posts 4374
ireland

1 posted 2001-06-02 02:32 PM

Brown streaks in your shorts it’s the way that you court
As your surprised to be wrapped up here with me.
who said romance was dead. very interesting images. Really enjoyed the read, some great lines.

"difference between love and comfortis that comfort's more reliable and true
Brutal and mocking but always therea crutch for enmity's saddest glare"

Irish Rose
Member Patricius

since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

2 posted 2001-06-03 03:41 PM

This reminded me of a song by Olivia Newton John called "B-17"
enjoyed this one a lot.

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee

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