RE: RE: RE: abracabra
no one speaks of magic in the sun of noon. Light dispels the lies, waiting for the moon.
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the way it was
Creative Eve, in a busy fit, made his trousers out of it.
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RE: RE: Eve and whatsisname.
Which makes me wonder what happened to his fig leaf in the Fall?
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RE: RE: RE: Eve and whatsisname.
The fall of man Has never been About whether he or she wears the pants
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falling men
Like leaves from a tree, they flutter to my feet, doomed to be adoring. How sweetly they compete.
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RE: RE: RE: RE: abracabra
Under the golden sun or beneath the silver moon in deep winter's bone-white chill, or summer Solstice at high noon, stories of magic coalesce at their will, dancing to the beat of the storyteller's croon, set our minds a'wandering through the world of wonder hills.
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RE: RE: abracabra
Vivid ellusiveness Crystal clear and vibrant Then I rise to fogginess Wondering where the time went
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RE: RE: RE: RE: Eve and whatsisname.
in the start no gender set the rise an fall shall be meet too struggle and clime so very high as man has made his own story's end
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RE: Eve and whatsisname.
Which brings to mind the question "Who wrote about the fall?" Some guy wearing a fig leaf no doubt made the call.
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the story hour
The dog chewed up my homework. I got lost, which made me late. I love you, dear, with all my heart. Which should we debate?
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RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: abracabra
Abracadabra, it's a con I close my eyes You can't see me I'm gone
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escape
Hot sheiks! Get'um here! Fresh off the sand, my dear. Bake 'em and roll 'em, cross 'em with a tee and serve 'em on the kabob for Haddit and me
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RE: abracabra
in the story i dream that i am awake but as i snore i realize my mistake.
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RE: RE: abracabra
I am lost in this fantasy wondering why i still sleep. So i climb to the strongest castle And scream from its highest keep
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Eve and whatsisname.
Then there's the one about Eden where Eve was the culprit's name. The start of how a woman always gets the blame.
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RE: RE: RE: RE: abracabra-escape
sounds like something I could do . . . I'll try to bear the desert heat if the sheik's hot too.
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high story
somewhere near granite heights under idaho skies where the saw tooth rake the sky one I love sleeps. Good night.
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RE: RE: abracabra-escape
Time to retreat Into a story where the facts are not so real
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RE: RE: abracabra
Lost in the telling woven, a thread in the fabric of the tale on warp and weft to sail
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RE: Eve and whatsisname.
the moral to the story women keep your mouth shut you're better off if you don't give a-dam.
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story time
tell me a story, a hair raising tale, with maidens and princes and towers. Throw in a dragon, an ogre or two, and I'll be your captive for hours.
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RE: RE: RE: abracabra-escape
A tale of desert adventure, I speak, Pretty darned hot, but I'll throw in a sheik.
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RE: RE: RE: RE: abracabra-escape
Did someone say escape? Just point me to the door. My bag is packed, I'm in the mood to hit the road once more.
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RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: abracabra-escape
Late - the day has wound me down it's road tequila in the glass I'm laying down my load
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variety
A plethora of stories, Some true, some not. Some just esoteric while others are hot.
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