(I apologize preemptibely for my "pubescent Harry" moment)RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWRRRRR!!!!!WHATWHEREYOUTHINKING,YOUSTUPID,RUDE,PEOPLE?!!!!THEREWASAREASONTHATICALLEDYOUTOARRANGEAPRACTICE-FOURWEEKSAGO-!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
*huff huff huff hufff*
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The only other thing I have to say about juries this semester is my dang accompanist is not getting a tip. punk.
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hey, dad, isn't it baffling
how I'm constantly laughing
just to keep myself awake?
And the curiouser it gets
the more things make sense
when the past present and future
form one incomprehensible tense
Hey, father, what's this called
when the corners of his heart
begin to crumble, but not fall apart?
And the pious discombobulation
yeah it's gripping the nations
making us want to forget to
remember what hands are for
Listen, Dad - today I found out
how easy it is to crumble
when we choose not to let our knees be humble
And there it goes again and
I'm still spinning this world on a string
wondering how something so simple
could be this incomprehensible thing
Can I ask you a question, Father?
what's the meaning in being blind?
Is it being the past with the future in mind?
And I'm praying for rain again
fingers clasped religiously to my torch
courageous cowardice reflected
in every ripple that kisses the shore
Abba? How is it done?
when all my thees and thous
weave together to fill an empty card house?
And I'm gambling with love
keeping those queens of spades tucked in my sleeves
to keep their probable poison at ease
but hoping somehow I can shoot for the moon
And all this thoughtless thoughtfulness
becomes to noisy for postlude
and reaches heavenward to cast
its aching hymns to the mass
thanks for listening.