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I was born in a log cabin and raised by an old mama lion and her cubs...no, wait, that was my sister Simba. I was borne on the wind, raised by the earth and reared by a probing finger. ouch. I was a catholic until college. I soon switched from cat-holic to alka-holic. I was pleased by the difference. The taste and lack of hair in my throat was a welcome and refreshing change. I grew up in Taxachusetts where I was an average student with a better than average chance of becoming nobody. I must say, I surpassed that milestone many times over. I've become a nobody and dropped in stature only to re-become a nobody several times. Thank you.

Friday, October 12, 2007

He's ba-a-a-ack!


My boy is out of that Iraqian hell and back in Japan! Woohoo!! . More on this and other unrelated developments in the not-too-distant future. Changes are a happ'nin' for the betterment and improvementationalisticism of my frugal, yet optimistic, life. Details at 11.

If I Tell You That I Love You

If I tell you that I love you
will you come back home to me?
If I rush to you and hug you
will you hug back tenderly?

If I write a million times that
I need you in my life
will you share your heart with me
and be my loving wife?

Please, my dear, I've got to know, cause all I want is you.
I promise if you come with me, my love will e'er be true.
My pain is deep as Jordan, dear, and hard as I may try,
I cannot go through any day without tears in my eyes.

If I bring the stars upon the earth
and hand to you the moon,
will then you come to see me love
and do it very soon?

If angels come to sing my praise
will you listen to them?
When they tell you of my love,
will you take me back again?

Please,my dear, I've got to know, cause all I want is you.
I promise if you come with me, my love will e'er be true.
My pain is deep as Jordan, dear, and hard as I may try,
I cannot go through any day without tears in my eyes.

If I make a daisy chain
of kisses to your heart
will you close your pretty eyes?
Will your lips then part?

If I turn a glass of water
into sweet red wine,
will thou open up for me
and let me to be thine?

Please, my dear, I've got to know, cause all I want is you.
I promise if you come to me, my love will e'er be true.
My pain is deep as Jordan, dear, and hard as I may try,
I cannot go through any day without tears in my eyes.

I'll plead with all the saints and devils, if it needs to be
to get you back into my arms and loving only me.
Please, my dear, I've got to know, cause all I want is you.
I swear to God and on my soul, my love will e'er be true.