General Tornado Warning Yesterday night/ shoulda had a motorcycle by Mr. Robitussin 4/14/2022 written by Mr. Robitussin 4/14/2022 tornado warning. Wish me luck. WAIT. IT’S PERFECT. I’ma soar through the air bro. Celine Dion all the way. /I like the and the clowns have all gone to bed part ha https://youtu.be/K2B2nT6pfSE 3 comments 0 Email Related posts The Ability To Fantasize 12/25/2025 Is There Anything 12/24/2025 Another MIT Professor ASSASSINATED after he… 12/24/2025 BAH HUMBUG! 12/23/2025 I Get Christmas Off At Least 12/21/2025 Life is for amnesiacs 12/20/2025 Worse 12/20/2025 My Life / What I’ve Learned / Seeking... 12/19/2025 Found my way back 12/18/2025 12/18/2025 3 comments a1957 4/14/2022 - 10:30 pm The Wind Cries Mary – so beautiful, yes! I am trying to figure out what I think it means, until then , it is beautiful all the way through. Log in to Reply a1957 4/14/2022 - 10:34 pm In my darkest days I used to think about, even had dreams about, nuclear bombs falling on the horizon and thought how beautiful, but woe be unto anyone who blocked my view! Log in to Reply a1957 4/14/2022 - 11:49 pm After all the jacks are in their boxes And the clowns have all gone to bed May it means after people have gone to bed, and things are quieter, we “can hear” a little “happiness staggering on down the street” But it seems it has to stagger. Log in to Reply Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.Subscribe to comments: Don't subscribe All new comments Replies to my comments Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.
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The Wind Cries Mary – so beautiful, yes! I am trying to figure out what I think it means, until then , it is beautiful all the way through.
In my darkest days I used to think about, even had dreams about, nuclear bombs falling on the horizon and thought how beautiful, but woe be unto anyone who blocked my view!
After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
May it means after people have gone to bed, and things are quieter, we “can hear” a little “happiness staggering on down the street”
But it seems it has to stagger.