15 Jun 05
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Originally posted by RingtailhunterAh. The sad cry of the wildness in all our hearts. How did I come to this sad place? Unable to wiggle for fear of being discovered?
But am going to be now. I try to move as fast as I can, but work blows and they don't think I should play more than I work.......
No one understands me!
RTh
Well! Pucker up old thief! Get out and about and bring yer'self a
relief!
What need do you have for grief?
The pay? You? A thief?
Never worry.
Belief!!!
In a bigger joy.
Than the house and car as toy?
Can guide you to do what must be done.
To allow you to play until the dark is undone.
So play on dude. And don't get caught.
errrr... maybe people understand you too well.