~ Trouble Afoot ~ It was A total mess. I'll have to sue To get them To confess. Trunks strewn about; And every movement Of foot often tells There must be a ton of Peanut shells. Now where would I Find a place to stay? And who the hell Painted my walls gray? I should have Thought twice Before I called To get rid Of my mice. So that's my plan... To get one of 'em On the stand. And I can be sure As our attorneys confer, The judge won't believe If the witness Tries to deceive With "I do not recall." Now my home Is in tatters And, thinking back, All that really Matters Is that I never Agreed To all the hurricane mess Of an elephant Stampede!     MEBH/@Copyright 9-98 Please, sign my Guestbook

Afterglow	Mind Ghosts	Train of Thought
Becoming	Mirinda	Unanswered Echos
Cloud Pleaser	Mists2	Who Will I Dance With
Concert	Modern Spirit	Wish Mountain
Connectivity	Morning Coffee	Gaia's Day
Craters	Most Quiet Secret	Dream Mansions
Dancing Duality	Orphan's Song	Homepage
Future Use	Reverie	Ship of Thanks
EarthSpeak	Spirit Rain	October
Expectations	Stampede	Absence's Visit
Fallen Leaves	The Cutting Edge	Wings of Gratitude
Come Play	The Journey	Light Lore
Freedom	The Last Poets	Transience
Home	Thought Muse-ic	Explorers
Raking	Pies	Vigil
Listen to Self	Grandpa	Dream Memories
Night Rain	Believe	Trees of Existence
Autumn's Sigh	Harmony	Doesn't Matter

 

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