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What happened, Chet?
I’d like to bet
you threw it away.
Everything happens to you.
Your December grey
drowned you in May,
so y..
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There's no foule like an old foule!
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Strength of serve, or length of pools?
Don’t even argue -- you won’t win.
Eight balls an over? Just give in.
No point fighting Au..
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We've worn out yet another Anno Domini.We're twelve months -- if not wiser -- surely older.You call it a relationship, this boulderwhich hangs about m..
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I wrote these humble verses for Elise.For all my weeping, all my yearning,I have no real possessions, only these.And now, the dying leaves are turning..
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I don’t know why I love you.
It must be the bolero in my soul.
We’re rivals -- opponents -- we’re opposite poles.
You&rsquo..
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Well, it’s … it’s kinda like …
you know? It’s -- I -- it’s --
it’s a whole … situation.
Yo..
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Dan’s on the mezzanine
asking where the mayor lives
I’m on the dole line,
wondrin bout conservatives
The man with the leg cram..
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Should I have married Jillian?
Could I have slept with Gemma?
I’ve got about a million
of this kind of dilemma.
They crop up in ..
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(after Charles Baudelaire)Many a time, to amuse themselves, the sailors
would trap an albatross, make it a slave.
(These ruffians manned those old..
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