SMEEE AGAIN!!! What is the cruelest thing you ever did?: SMEEE AGAIN!!!

Anonymous on Saturday, June 19, 1999 - 08:50 am:

    I like going to my friends houses and posting bullshit stories. Then I giggle like a school girl when other dumbass freaks respond with statements like "potential murder..." It's either murder or attempted murder-DUH.

    I must be mentally ill (I hope) cause I really enjoy it. In the 70's it was even more fun with the CB radio, because you could hear the emotion in their voices. OH SHIT! There's the voices again, must be time for my haldol and meth, gotta go!

By Rhiannon on Saturday, June 19, 1999 - 10:45 am:

    Anonymous...he slips between the cracks
    Anonymous...he sleeps beside the tracks
    And he dresses in shades of gray
    And he fades into the day

    Anonymous...he's the stranger in the park
    Anonymous...hears you whistling in the dark
    He's the silence when it rains
    And he watches you from the wings

    Anonymous...he's the whisper in the hall
    Anonymous...the shadow on your wall
    Leaves no footprints on the floor
    But he's listening at the door

    Turn the mirror to the wall
    Words break off and then they shatter when they fall
    Don't be afraid of all your lies
    He knows your patterns and your moods
    He can read between the lines

    Anonymous...he sleeps inside your coat
    Anonymous...dissolves in trembling smoke
    He's the truth behind your lies
    And he's right between your eyes.

    --T. Ashley

By Anonymous on Saturday, June 19, 1999 - 11:16 am:

    Hey I like that,thanks.

By BLAKESNAKE on Monday, April 3, 2000 - 04:13 am:

    Great poetry Ashley. I'd like to read more.
    Original poetry only.

By Rhiannon on Monday, April 3, 2000 - 11:18 am:

    Dude, that was the almighty Tod Ashley of Cop Shoot Cop and Firewater infamy who wrote that. A great songwriter if there ever was one. Now if only his record label would get off its collective ass and release his new album, we could all be happy.

    And it's "don't be afraid or avert your eyes," not "don't be afraid of all your lies." Sorry about that.

By Rhiannon on Monday, April 3, 2000 - 11:25 am:

    You might like this one:

    "The Drunkard's Lament"

    Call me a cab and I'll tip the undertaker
    That fool couldn't tell a real stiff from a faker
    Well, I ain't no fool, I just play one on TV
    'Cause misery loves company
    That's why everyone loves me

    Now buy me a drink and I'll tell you all a story
    About a bastard who traded in treasure for glory
    The treasure was true love, the bastard he was me
    And misery loves company
    That's why everyone loves me

    Well, I've been a rich man
    I've been a poor man
    Inside a Saturday night
    I've done the works
    And there's one thing I know
    You can't win if it ain't a fair fight

    I ain't seen the pastor since Sunday bloody morning
    All the girls in the choir are in labor or mourning
    Take one look in my eyes, I think you'll all agree
    That misery loves company
    And that's why everyone loves me

    I've done every shit job
    Handed out nose jobs
    Made a few friends in the tombs
    But I've found that in most cases
    Fixing the rat race
    Is better than pushing a broom

    Now, who shall I marry, the junky or the jailor?
    Your choices are few when they know you're a failure
    But there's one thing, that everyone in the bar agrees
    That misery loves company
    And that's why everyone loves me

By semillama on Monday, April 3, 2000 - 01:02 pm:

    I heard a tune with the same title, but all I can rememebr are the first words - "Woe unto Drunkards, bloated with ale!"

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