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20-nothing in the city, big on ideas low on experience High on (take your legally prescribed pick), low on (ditto, but mostly cash).
Went for a ride, with Midwestern, east coast, urban and suburban self-made chauffeurs drivin' around the American dream in imported European cars.
But who took who for a ride? Hard to tell, for lots of reasons... but mostly because:
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Why do some tumble into the next Greyhound back to Nowhereville? While others hang on like oysters to the shore, hiding, growing a pearl in the face of the tides? The bays are polluted, but they know that... yet pearls still get made... sometimes stolen... Though even the oysters who hang on, against the ebb and the flow, sometimes get eaten.
I like mine with horseradish, a little cocktail sauce, and some vodka to sip before and after.
You can keep the pearl, the briny meat is what I'm after.
Cannibals? All of us? Nah, just hungry, hungry connoisseurs.
So sorry little shell, "Error You are not authorized to view this protected entry." You'll look good, atop someone's toilet with a bunch of your friends, or melted into a candle base, and if you're big enough then as a soap dish.
So sorry too little oyster, with your flesh's protein I'll make some things, a bit of you will live on to form a neuron in my brain, or a millimeter's worth of nail... hitting the keyboard now, how many of your friends' contributions? Thanks to you all. Nice try with the shell, but didn't you realize, didn't you notice, your only protection would've been to be poisonous for human consumption?
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20-nothing in the city, big on ideas low on experience
High on (take your legally prescribed pick),
low on (ditto, but mostly cash).
Went for a ride, with Midwestern, east coast, urban and suburban
self-made chauffeurs drivin' around the American dream
in imported European cars.
But who took who for a ride? Hard to tell, for lots of reasons...
but mostly because:
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You are not authorized to view this protected entry.
Why do some tumble into the next Greyhound back to
Nowhereville?
While others hang on like oysters to the shore, hiding,
growing a pearl in the face of the tides?
The bays are polluted, but they know that... yet pearls
still get made... sometimes stolen... Though even the
oysters who hang on, against the ebb and the flow,
sometimes get eaten.
I like mine with horseradish, a little cocktail sauce, and
some vodka to sip before and after.
You can keep the pearl, the briny meat is what I'm after.
Cannibals? All of us? Nah, just hungry, hungry connoisseurs.
So sorry little shell, "Error
You are not authorized to view this protected entry." You'll look
good, atop someone's toilet with a bunch of your friends,
or melted into a candle base, and if you're big enough
then as a soap dish.
So sorry too little oyster, with your flesh's protein I'll make some things,
a bit of you will live on to form a neuron in my brain, or a millimeter's worth
of nail... hitting the keyboard now, how many of your friends'
contributions? Thanks to you all. Nice try with the shell,
but didn't you realize, didn't you notice,
your only protection would've been to be poisonous
for human consumption?
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