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I'm a Liver I'm a Lover
Written: July 27, 2005
I'm a liver
I'm a lover
I couldn't have been any other
I felt the rain
I held my pain
I ran away when I was to blame
I made a castle
Out of sticks
And broke a few things th' I couldn't fix
We'd play kick-the-can
'Till it was dark
Red Rover come over in our backyard park
The snowballs, the snowmen
A fire on the ice
Pretty girls on my street, backwoods so nice
So much to enjoy
Why'd we always wanna be older
Be a chemest, a lawyer, a nurse, a soldier
So where is that clover
That we made as our bed
Can't you see it on the pillow - where your child lay his head
Copyright 2005, All Rights Reserved
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| Thank you so much, OriginalRisky1, it's only words ... yet it's all in the words. This piece truely describes my childhood. |
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| I always get a touch jealous or maybe envious when reading rhyming passages that fail to be trite. Strong artistry and attention to detail. |
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| Yah, SMB could a done alot better if I was with em. |
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The first line reminds me of that Steve Miller Band song. The rest was fantastic, unlike that song. Good job. You should send this to Steve Miller and tell him this is what the song should have been.
Sorry I just hat SMB and everyone else I know likes them.
RJA |
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| I love the ending. Very nice work. |
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