Life's too short
Oh bly me, Obama!
Life's too short
Don't blame me
For i did always favor Kucinich.
Oh-bly-me, Obama,
Life goes on, bro...!
Once you're shafted you scream up
But bye and bye you then shut up.
Oh-bly-me, Obama,
At least he's better than the old creep...
Let Obama do his pretty face...
And let McKiller bite the dust.
Too-too-too! Too-too-too!
La-la-la!
Too-too-too-too-too-too-too!
Hillary works all day at the market place
Obama does his pretty face
And at the end of the day, so one hopes,
The whole band sings the happy songs...
Don't blame me
Oh-bly-me, Obama,
One never does as good
As one has all along been hoping for!
La-la-la! La-la-la!
Too-too-too!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la!
The shadowy bishop at work, testing the lavas, the imploding chestnuts, the ignited acorns...
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Oh, bummer! But anyway life goes on, bro'!
taking a peek:
laid earlier:
peeps me nose:
- Eleuteri Qrim
- Under the speckled canopy / Where, along the autumnal whisper / Of fair weather, I walked, / The enkindled persimmon, / And then the flaming chestnut, / The imploded acorn, fell… /.../.../ My eyes, and nose, and ears, / And tongue, and skin, in joy / Praised such fragile perfection. .../.../