Friday, November 11, 2005

Blog game

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Valkeries unite

Old one eyed Odin,
Casts his runes on the old one way road.
Today we might die!


The flower is the power
The tower is tipping over
My prince has a penchant
For milk duds and porno.

There is something in the stars tonight
Something that says "lucky"
But only one of us will remember
Sweet prince.

No mom.

Coffee didn't stunt my growth.

And you don't have power over me anymore.

I'm an air conditioned gypsy

As luck would have it, the dogs hadn't had a chance to chew up the evidence.

Cancel my subscription

I am rich with blood.


I cup your face in my hands
And humbly beg your forgiveness,
But you sons a bitches
Are out of the will.

My Children

Never call...but I am okay with this.

I am not afraid anymore.

Today is about me.