Interrogation

jazzJazz me. I wanna be. Jazz me.jazz
Let those white, white teeth Shine out like blue-note stars In the gloom of the smoky Backstreet bar.
Spill that husky, rusty voice Over ambience and background Noise. Scribe those notes over
My late-night skin,
Watch the goose-bumps rise As you begin to sing.
Don’t take it fast. Don’t want it slow. I want it sweet. So jazz me.
Transport me to your
Saxaphone dream, take my Hand with your soul-sound band
and tell mr bass it ain’t no race, It’s just jazz


Office DayAnd, of course Lashing rain Compounding everything In a miasma of shattered waterOffice Day
All the worry, stress It cuts deep The insults of the office The unbearable weight of the paper
Your thoughts beat through the rain The strain, the pain, over for a while again And now for home For a hot bath
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Through the steam He seems distant Substantial as the perfumed mist
He staggers, swaggers Been to the pub again To ease his sorrows
He cries out his pain You, you, always you Why
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hello, Philo.
Anywho, I have nearly three thousand deviations to comment on...so I'd best go get my butt in gear! Hope you are well!
Byeee!
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Q.What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs in a swimming pool????
A.Bob
it's cold
maybe
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iphARTyou
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keeping it in the family, oh yeah...
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