*sigh* Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams,Arm-in-arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and meHoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool and listenTo that tenor saxophone calling me homeAnd I can hear the band begin "When the Saints Go Marching In",And by the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans, I'll be thereI'll drink you un...
making enemies through politics a little poll type thing i came across and fillled out....Abortion - pro. last thing we need is more unwanted kids running around. adoption isn't nearly as viable as it should be because too many couples are greedy bastards who opt to have their own kids rather than adopting. generally, i think breeding should be kept to a minimum and discouraged i...
Two Poems Written on Returning Home 1I left home young and returned old,accent unchanged, but my hair now thin and gray.Little kids do not know me at allwith a big smile they ask, "Where are you from, stranger?"2Away from home, many years passed.Now all men, all things seem half worn out.Yet before my door I see the water of Mirror Lake.Spring wind cannot change its old waves.- He Zh...
