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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 Aug 20 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.20.16.19.28883]] |
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Secondhand news is always filtered Secondhand flowers are always wiltered Secondhand hearts are always broken Secondhand funerals always short a token 'Though I'm far from new, my love's a new bud Waiting for someone to nurture and tend Cupid's graduated to a new form of scud Blasting my heart before it can mend Blast away little fellow, the house is all clean I've let go of all that was ugly and mean King of my castle, I'll fend off your shots Watch out little buddy I'll kick you in crotch Don't blast this one, let's take it real slow Because there's a keeper in this pond ya know I'm fishing with worms and with song and with dance I know there's a winner, and I've the best chance No bait-stealing babies are out in this lake Just grown up fish that know what's at stake If I find that winner a winner I'll be And here's the best part, so will she |