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[title] => Beam Me Up Scotty
[time] => 2003-12-05 00:03:28
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[bodytext] => Hey look at me I'm happy,could this be a dream Or maybe it's because Im getting done up on Jim Beam Just a couple of glasses,while I sit and write some words I HAVE TO KEEP THE WRITING BIG,'CAUSE EVERYTHING IS BLURRED (hiccup) Pardon please excuse me,how could I be so rude Oops Oh my,I've just realised,I'm writing in the nude Now I know I came in dressed,I remember very well When I was shakin' off my faded blues,on my butt I fell But I swear I put my jammies on,cute lil ones with teddy bears Im positive,'cause jammies,I dont usually wear But I had decided to call for pizza,some takeout for a change And didnt want to answer the door,all nuded out and strange Well I guess it doesnt matter,'cause its near the end of my night And so I sit here writing,eating pizza,feeling outta sight One more shot of bourbon and I'll be feeling fine I really don't know how,I'm managing this rhyme Here tonight,Im not alone,and I don't have to dream 'Cause I've got my pizza,my music,and good ol' Mr Beam But wait a sec,I just thought,just now realised That somewhere theres a pizza dude,who's had a huge surprise LMAO!! This is in NO way real!!..Just me being a lunatic *wink* Although...I DID have a bourbon..a small one *smiles* (hic) [comments] => 2 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 7 [informant] => CrystalSilence [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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