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16 December 2002 09:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
larryhammerThe poetic gems of William McGonagall. They're every bit as bad as you've heard. Screamingly bad. Don't miss his "Jottings of New York."
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- 1: “what’s it all for / you better live now / before the grim reaper come knocking on your door”
- 2: “like a wire on a spool i keep on unrolling / a single thread that seems to unwind and unwind”
- 3: “the air so heavy and dry/ strange voices are saying (what do they say)/ things i can’t understand”
- 4: “the moon and the stars / were the gifts you gave / to the dark, and the endless skies”
- 5: “got to be good-looking because he’s so hard to see / come together right now over me”
- 6: “all i’m asking in return, honey / is to give me my propers when you get home”
- 7: “sit down girl! i think i love you! / no get up, girl! show me what you can do!”
- 8: “the day bleeds / into nightfall / and you’re not here / to get me through it all”
- 9: “this is my desire / consume me like a fire / ’cause i just want something beautiful / to touch me”
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