OK. The luggage has come. So, here is some poetry:
If only I was blind just for a day,
maybe I'd see you in a different way,
If only I was deaf just for a day,
maybe I'd hear more in what you say,
If only I was dead just for a day,
maybe I'd not want to live again-ay.
Wait a minute, maybe the dead don't come back to life again because life sucks once you are dead. Who knows, maybe hell is all Led Zeppelin and JD/Isle of Skye/Exquisit/any other alcohol and heaven is also the same?
If only I was blind just for a day,
maybe I'd see you in a different way,
If only I was deaf just for a day,
maybe I'd hear more in what you say,
If only I was dead just for a day,
maybe I'd not want to live again-ay.
Wait a minute, maybe the dead don't come back to life again because life sucks once you are dead. Who knows, maybe hell is all Led Zeppelin and JD/Isle of Skye/Exquisit/any other alcohol and heaven is also the same?
2 comments:
If you were dumb for a day
it wouldn't make no difference anyway. :)
Erm....sounds froody chief. I should have called you before I put the poem up. I would have had this sentence as the sign off.
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