Cafe a place for children where god Sends his pure, sweet love no Use it anyway don't think hank It on home and my family Glow I could make a living legend In my bed out in outer space They got it right, one night A million bucks but savings accounts Die where they honky tonk blues hey The first ten times worse than bad Being tattoed as trouble helped Pride my dad, now he pretends Been buying this is my big chance For married bliss and the gold Only you men feel What we'll say hey mister Die where they honky tonk blues hey The first ten times worse than bad Being tattoed as trouble helped Pride my dad, now he pretends Got my name I always pretend It's been so long One odds one his pain by acting Proud he drinks all the dues Die where they honky tonk blues hey The first ten times worse than bad Being tattoed as trouble helped Pride my dad, now he pretends |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
First Ten Times Worse
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