Peter Bloch is over the top
but not like old mill cops
who come into the bar
and our friday fun do mar
but charmed by a voice
they make a good choice
and instead of giving a fine
listen to paul spring's lines
--From the bowels of the science building
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If we were in a dingy basement coffee house and you were up front with a little incandescent spotlight on you wearing a black turtle neck and maybe a beret (or not, that's cool) while a hip jive cat with a sprawling goatee beat a bongo arrhythmically as you recited this and I wasn't too engrossed in conversation to notice you up there, I would snap at that probably two out of three times.
That is all one sentence, and in this case longevity is the soul of wit.
Back off Blochhead, I'm trying to talk to cizlar, whoever that is.
Thanks for that Camille. However, we didn't make it totally unscathed. The IPD now has my info.
Jerry!!!
I hate Camille. She smells.
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