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Calling your "pome" "the gayest thing he's ever read" is hardly discrimination...
yesit is discrimination against the gays
although they would proballby like my poem too
Calling your "pome" "the gayest thing he's ever read" is hardly discrimination...
yesit is discrimination against the gays
although they would proballby like my poem too
OP troll WIN.
She was a broad and burly man,
her name was Brian Manahan.
Five foot three, built like a tree,
she sat to poop and stood to pee.
yesit is discrimination against the gays
although they would proballby like my poem too
Your poem put this song back into my head. It is your fault.
Tom Russell: Stealing Electricity
There's a Mexican dead on a power line
He's deader than yesterday's communion wine
He was trying to get something he couldn't afford for free
A poor man stealing electricity
His heart went d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da-da
Ten thousand volts, now he's gone
Hanging on a cross high above Babylon
Hey baby, ain't that just like you and me?
Love is like stealing electricity
Two hearts go d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da-da
When the poverty of your spirit and the weakness of your flesh
Go dancing every night through other people's trash
You love yourself women, what the hell you're doing with me
You're gonna burn baby, burn from stealing electricity
Two hearts go d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da-da
We climb so high in search of a kindred soul
Till we grab hold of a live wire up on a high line pole
The laws of nature say you get nothing for free
And love is like stealing electricity
Two hearts go d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da-da
There's a Mexican dead on a power line
He's deader than yesterday's communion wine
He was trying to get something he could not afford for free
A poor man stealing electricity
His heart went d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
D-da, d-da, d-da, d-da, d-da
Not my usual preference in music, but that was really good! :thumbsup:
I heard it on the radio for the first time a couple days ago. He got to the "His heart went d-da da..." part and I was like "WTF?" then I was like "No really, WTF?".I had to google it...not what I usually listen to...but not bad.
There's just something appealing about "There's a Mexican dead on a power line" that appeals to my "baser side"...
regrets? this is parhaps my best work ever, it is deep down to the well of my soull
i think you a few of you think I am tyring to be a pro writer? no, just expression myself help sme get thru the life i alreedy have
lol... so wong, but so ryghtI suddenly fill inspired to rite a highkoo
Mispelled lettre werds
sum kall it a pome but it's
brianmanahan