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Friday, December 1, 2023

Terrpain Station


 

Inspiration, move me brightlyLight the song with sense and colorHold away despairMore than this I will not askFaced with mysteries dark and vastStatements just seem vain at last
Some riseSome fallSome climbTo get to terrapin
Counting stars by candlelightAll are dim but one is brightThe spiral light of VenusRising first and shining bestOn, from the northwest corner Of a brand new crescent moonWhile crickets and cicadas singA rare and different tuneTerrapin station
In the shadow of the moon, terrapin stationAnd I know we'll be there soon, terrapin I can't figure out, terrapinIf it's the end or beginning, terrapinBut the train's put it's brakes on, terrapinAnd the whistle is screaming, terrapin
Source: LyricFind

Wednesday, August 9, 2023

New York Baseball

  New York baseball is so bad I'm watching the Food Network. Those people put more effort running up and down the aisle picking food off the shelves then The Yankees and Mets put into playing baseball.

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