the blue ribbon contestantJuly 15 2010 at 3:47 AM
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Response to Re: correction
The fog has lifted yet the haze is stayin'
spirits won't rest so you better keep prayin'
that you find the strength to let them go
thirty four years is a long time ago
don't lose your grip and go insane
forget Beazley dolls and Littler Lane
you mind is a volcano with hot bubbling lava
you lose your temper and we get the laughter
sit down and type indecipherable dreck
redeem your words with a simple spellcheck
Go take your dog for a walk in the park
Come back later, the sun has set and it's dark
Be calm, rest with me under a crescent moon.
The wine is on ice and i'll be in your bed soon.