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[OnionGroove]

If the Earth
were only a few feet in diameter,
floating a few feet above a field somewhere,
people would come from everywhere to marvel
at it. People would walk around it marveling at its
big pools of water, its little pools and the water flowing
between. People would marvel at the bumps on it and the
holes in it. They would marvel at the very thin layer of gas
surrounding it and the water suspended in the gas. The people
would marvel at all the creatures walking around the surface of
the ball and at the creatures in the water. The people would
declare it as sacred because it was the only one, and they would
protect it so that it would not be hurt. The ball would be the
greatest wonder known, and people would come to pray to
it, to be healed, to gain knowledge, to know beauty and
to wonder how it could be. People would love it, and
defend it with their lives because they would
somehow know that their lives could be
nothing without it. If the Earth were
only a few feet in
diameter.



Joe Miller ~ Moab, Utah 1975

[OnionGroove]

Once upon a time, bands sang things called "love songs". They went a little something like this:


Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

That's the way the whole thing started
Silly but it's true
Thinkin' of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine


The Hollies -- June, 1966

[Visigoth]

There was a lady from Nantucket,
carrying water in a bucket.
she slipped on the grass
busting her ass,
the lady said just phucket!

[Visigoth]

Twas a lady from Nod
who had such a beautiful bod.
She told the old fart
who offered her a tart,
"Buzz off you old sod!"

[seasack]

'the aristocrats!'

[Visigoth]

Twas an old sack from the sea,
A lady invited him to tea,
"One lump or two?" she inquired,
He spoke, as her boobs he admired,
"Two big ones for me!"

[Visigoth]

spam i am

[seasack]

now THAT is an academy award winning ending ! hahahahahahaha

[OnionGroove]

D' you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need,
n' taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed,
Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till' you cannot lie still,
In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil come closing in for a kill

Come feed the rain
Cos I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust

Yeah feed the rain
Cos without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before



Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust

[Visigoth]

I had a mate named Andy,
at games he was quite handy.
One day he got married and lo,
the updates came quite slow,
cuz he was too busy being Randy!!!

[Visigoth]

These tears are not from an Onion,
nor from a big old bunyon...
tis from a lack of posts i shall move,
to entice the gal with Groove...
to once again be a hellion...