she was always burgundy
her scent, apples and walnuts
cinnamon and hyacinth
an essence invoking remembrances of late spring
she would always bring
a little bit more than asked for
i needed time
she needed nothing but a smile
and since there was none
she slipped away
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Started by *guest~, Jun 15 2005 03:53 AM
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Posted 28 June 2005 - 01:10 AM
I started out on burgundy
But soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
When the game got rough
But the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to call my bluff...
But soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
When the game got rough
But the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to call my bluff...
Let me guess, you picked out yet another colorful box with a crank that I'm expected to turn and turn until OOP! big shock, a jack pops out and you laugh and the kids laugh and the dog laughs and I die a little inside.
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Posted 26 July 2005 - 01:53 PM
Ron Burgundy: [singing] Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight / Gonna grab some afternoon delight / My motto's always been, "When it's right, it's right" / Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] When everything's a little clearer in the light of day / And we know the night is always gonna be there anyway.
Brian Fantana, Brick Tamland: [singing] Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite / Looking forward to a little afternoon delight / Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite / And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting.
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] Sky rockets in flight / Afternoon delight.
Ron Burgundy: You guys have it, I think.
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] Afternoon delight.
Champ Kind: I don't know Ron, That sounds kinda crazy.
[B]Brian Fantana: Sounds like you have mental problems, man.
Brick Tamland: Yeah you got mental problems, man.
Brian Fantana: Yeah, he really does.
Brick Tamland: Man.
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] Afternoon delight.
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (2004)
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] When everything's a little clearer in the light of day / And we know the night is always gonna be there anyway.
Brian Fantana, Brick Tamland: [singing] Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite / Looking forward to a little afternoon delight / Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite / And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting.
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] Sky rockets in flight / Afternoon delight.
Ron Burgundy: You guys have it, I think.
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] Afternoon delight.
Champ Kind: I don't know Ron, That sounds kinda crazy.
[B]Brian Fantana: Sounds like you have mental problems, man.
Brick Tamland: Yeah you got mental problems, man.
Brian Fantana: Yeah, he really does.
Brick Tamland: Man.
Ron Burgundy, Brian Fantana, Champ Kind, Brick Tamland: [singing] Afternoon delight.
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (2004)
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Posted 29 July 2005 - 02:13 AM
A thought about the poet who wrote a suckling rose
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If i appear the fool, so be it
I seek merely to appear as i am
The great poets have entertained angels
unawares
The fallen do not wish to hear a pretty phrase
They desire only to hear
of the end of torment
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If i appear the fool, so be it
I seek merely to appear as i am
The great poets have entertained angels
unawares
The fallen do not wish to hear a pretty phrase
They desire only to hear
of the end of torment
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Posted 15 August 2005 - 06:26 PM
rainbow colours
verdigris
emerald
indigo
midnight blue
star flecked skies
green grass
heavy dew
purple
magenta
red
royal
emotes
copper
coral
lemon yellow
sunshine
high
opalescence
reflected
off verdigis
emerald
grass green dew
star flecked skies
heavy moon
shine
over the rainbow
in the morning
wake to dawn
embrace
pot of gold
life reborn
no burgundy in mine,
yours was beautiful :)
verdigris
emerald
indigo
midnight blue
star flecked skies
green grass
heavy dew
purple
magenta
red
royal
emotes
copper
coral
lemon yellow
sunshine
high
opalescence
reflected
off verdigis
emerald
grass green dew
star flecked skies
heavy moon
shine
over the rainbow
in the morning
wake to dawn
embrace
pot of gold
life reborn
no burgundy in mine,
yours was beautiful :)
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Posted 16 August 2005 - 05:10 AM
I can handle this
but not without love
another day of nonsense could be unbearable
but i saw a shooting star
and didn't even hesitate to wish
for love
'cause the hurts will all be nothing
the haters will just be circus clowns
when i lay me down to sleep
in the the peace and warmth
of gentle understanding
but not without love
another day of nonsense could be unbearable
but i saw a shooting star
and didn't even hesitate to wish
for love
'cause the hurts will all be nothing
the haters will just be circus clowns
when i lay me down to sleep
in the the peace and warmth
of gentle understanding
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Posted 16 August 2005 - 10:21 AM
I liked the coffee shop.
Very nice was the one I used to speak with there.
Very nice was the one I used to speak with there.
Let me guess, you picked out yet another colorful box with a crank that I'm expected to turn and turn until OOP! big shock, a jack pops out and you laugh and the kids laugh and the dog laughs and I die a little inside.
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Posted 18 August 2005 - 01:30 AM
In restless dreams
I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of A neon light
That split the night...
I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of A neon light
That split the night...
Let me guess, you picked out yet another colorful box with a crank that I'm expected to turn and turn until OOP! big shock, a jack pops out and you laugh and the kids laugh and the dog laughs and I die a little inside.
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