Its no wonder my face--book
//where's my contents page prick?//
is kingly outrank
and I'm its subject--a vassal
in a fiefdom
but I'll just play
Othar Turner and His Rising Star
Fife and Drum BAND// Be wary
of the white man introducing
the blues -
Van Morrison has a theory that soul was first thought up in Ireland.
Thats what bonfires are about. The screams and squelching dissonance-laced harmonies of my ghosts are the first strains of Motown, but ratllin' in the bog down in the valley-oh!
Either/or/I told my friend a bulbous gold goblin blog will eat him.
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