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Rhthm & Vws

Hand in my hand and the rhythm requires that we move — this dance just beginning; I know I don’t know all the steps, but I know I know you; we’ll keep the world spinning. Everything balanced on high and … Continue reading

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Alma Mater

We pledge to you our mother, our home, we kneel to you our cradle of stone, as brothers, as sisters, we give our lives to you, land of plenty, land of freedom, land of truth. As infants we crawled, as … Continue reading

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With SERIOUS apologies to Corned Beef Hashtag, Howard Ashman, et al….

Lift up your pen Dust off your keyboard Here, take my pencil Erase false starts away Show me your page, clean as the mornin’ I know things were bad, but now they’re okay Possibly Henry is sittin’ beside you You … Continue reading

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  1. Remedy Jones says:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DD7VIKZnGA

    Hahahaha

    I am a little slow, but you are pretty funny.

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I’d rather be

I’d rather buff my nails and wash my hair. I’d rather be the object of everybody’s stare. I’d rather have power, be the one who gets to choose — I’d rather be high, if it’s all the same to you. … Continue reading

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  1. Trent Lewin says:

    I wonder if you just are able to say the things that I think – not only do I find that really weird, but very cool. Love this construction and what it’s getting at, I think you’re having a go at the truth that many people feel, Jones. Right now, I’m high on coffee. For the moment that’ll have to be enough. But I also have your words, and that’s much better.

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Don’t Let Me

I can see you standing close by, wondering if there is anything you can do, looking me over with a critical eye, imagining how it’d go, if this were you. You say it’s time to double down or maybe it’s … Continue reading

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