♪ Called to the seed, right to the sun.
Now that you find, now that you're whole,
Seasons will pass you by:
I get up--I get down... ♫
ow_tiobe_sb
Phantom Bunburyist and (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ow_tiobe_sb/yes.png) Man
say...i just remembered something. we had an election and ow tiobe sb is the leader here now. right?
Quote from: bearded on August 07, 2010, 08:28:51 AM
say...i just remembered something. we had an election and ow tiobe sb is the leader here now. right?
Wrong...it was discovered that there were a whole lot of hanging chads involved (I think they were hanging on Tiobe, seeing as he's just one big manwhore) and thus was deemed invalid.
♪ On soft gray mornings, widows cry;
The wise men share a joke.
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king. ♫
ow_tiobe_sb
Phantom Bunburyist and Knowledgeable Cat
♪ The sun has left the sky;
Now you can close your eyes,
Leave the world behind until tomorrow.
The dream is like a song,
It leads you on and on.
The piper plays his tune, so you must follow. ♫
ow_tiobe_sb
Phantom Bunburyist and Dromedary Dandy
♪ At night, this mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent,
is moved into action and their pace does not relent.
In step, with great precision, these dancers of the night
advance against the darkness--how implacable their might!
Eyes undulled by moon, their arms and legs akimbo,
they walk and live, hoping soon to surface from this limbo.
Their minds, anticipating the dawn of the day,
shall never know what's waiting mere insight away
--too far, too soon. ♫
ow_tiobe_sb
Phantom Bunburyist and Valued Gift Giver