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[font=Trebuchet MS]Generator
Sung solo
By a neighbor
No
state farm ain't there
We be talking friend
fair weather
And this here
Is aftermath
Of Cane Sandra
Generator
A not so subtle
royal sceptre
Laughing down
On subjects
Too entangled in present
Too prepare
For such a dramatic event
That as yet
Hadnt EVER occurred here
Nothing asked
Nothing offered
What kind of conscience
Is content
To live in relative comfort
Lights glowing through windows
Perfume of home cooked vittles
Wisps through screens
amidst on ocean of dark houses
Filled with dead comfort machines
We are on the cusp
Of a Twilight Zone
when things get
Real lean
Generator
Not used generously
Its going below 20 degrees
I'm taking bets on who's
The first perpetrator [/font]
Sung solo
By a neighbor
No
state farm ain't there
We be talking friend
fair weather
And this here
Is aftermath
Of Cane Sandra
Generator
A not so subtle
royal sceptre
Laughing down
On subjects
Too entangled in present
Too prepare
For such a dramatic event
That as yet
Hadnt EVER occurred here
Nothing asked
Nothing offered
What kind of conscience
Is content
To live in relative comfort
Lights glowing through windows
Perfume of home cooked vittles
Wisps through screens
amidst on ocean of dark houses
Filled with dead comfort machines
We are on the cusp
Of a Twilight Zone
when things get
Real lean
Generator
Not used generously
Its going below 20 degrees
I'm taking bets on who's
The first perpetrator [/font]
Published 6th Nov 2012
| Edited 24th Nov 2012
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Anonymous
6th Nov 2012 9:13am
Watch and be prepared---we still need water, drivel.
strider :)
strider :)
