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they said in Louisiana it would rarely snow
but along came an arctic snow storm
a perfect escort; for my beau
scientifically lean, abstract...
a real circus psycho
blindfolds, surmises, suppression; limbo
an eclipse of critical thought
emotionally frozen, treacherous...
my last night of passion
seemed like a hundred years ago!
i hoped interfusion would melt the snow
but silent words of warning returned
as i heard the rooster crow
found myself dominated by an Egyptian pharaoh
i was once pragmatic; now my lucidity a dream
said bye bye to sanity as it flew out the window
they said in Louisiana it would rarely snow
but i've lived through the longest winter
wishing for sunshine and the perfect rainbow
mama said...it's time to buy that boy a ticket
and ship him back to California, Fresno!
so next time my sha darlin' when you think you know
dont be fooled by the words of a circus psycho
if you're looking for music; try the ole banjo
and never give an icicle a taste of your summer's glow
for he is a fake; a confusing pretense...with no real credo
he will make your last night of passion feel like a hundred years ago!
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