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    HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

    I'm making this thread a day early to make sure Hito or someone doesn't beat me to it.

    Happy early birthday fag stick.

    #2
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    I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze.
    With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn.
    I courted her proudly but now she is gone,
    Gone as the season she's taken.

    Through young summer's breeze, I stole her away
    From her mother and sister, though close did they stay.
    Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day,
    With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us.

    Of the two sisters, I loved the young.
    With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one.
    The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone
    By the jealousy of others around her.

    For her parasite sister, I had no respect,
    Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect.
    Countless visions of the other she'd reflect
    As a crutch for her scenes and her society.

    Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused,
    The changes I was going through can't even be used,
    For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose
    The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime.

    With unknown consciousness, I possessed in my grip
    A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped,
    Noticing not that I'd already slipped
    To a sin of love's false security.

    From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace,
    Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies,
    Till the tombstones of damage read me no questions but, "Please,
    What's wrong and what's exactly the matter?"

    And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen,
    The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream.
    At the peak of the night, the king and the queen
    Tumbled all down into pieces.

    "The tragic figure!" her sister did shout,
    "Leave her alone, God damn you, get out!"
    And I in my armor, turning about
    And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness.

    Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound
    Her sister and I in a screaming battleground.
    And she in between, the victim of sound,
    Soon shattered as a child 'neath her shadows.

    All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight.
    I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight.
    My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night
    Leaving all of love's ashes behind me.

    The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet.
    The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet.
    I think of her often and hope whoever she's met
    Will be fully aware of how precious she is.

    Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me,
    "How good, how good does it feel to be free?"
    And I answer them most mysteriously,
    "Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?"
    My kind of life’s no better off
    If I’ve got the map or if I’m lost.

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      #3
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      I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
      No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
      Well, I wake in the morning,
      Fold my hands and pray for rain.
      I got a head full of ideas
      That are drivin' me insane.
      It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor.
      I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.

      I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.
      No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.
      Well, he hands you a nickel,
      He hands you a dime,
      He asks you with a grin
      If you're havin' a good time,
      Then he fines you every time you slam the door.
      I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.

      I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
      No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
      Well, he puts his cigar
      Out in your face just for kicks.
      His bedroom window
      It is made out of bricks.
      The National Guard stands around his door.
      Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.

      I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
      No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
      Well, she talks to all the servants
      About man and God and law.
      Everybody says
      She's the brains behind pa.
      She's sixty-eight, but she says she's twenty-four.
      I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.

      I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
      No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
      Well, I try my best
      To be just like I am,
      But everybody wants you
      To be just like them.
      They sing while you slave and I just get bored.
      I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.

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        #4
        Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

        I don't got a poem, but happy birthday all the same!

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          #5
          Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

          Happy birthday ACE
          tumut

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            #6
            Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

            Originally posted by Phoenix View Post
            I don't got a poem, but happy birthday all the same!
            They aren't poems, they're songs.
            My kind of life’s no better off
            If I’ve got the map or if I’m lost.

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              #7
              Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

              Happy happy birthday. Woo woo woo.

              Happy happy birthday. How bout you.

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                #8
                Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                I dyed my hair purple for this occassion. In honor of your "**** IT ALL" rockstar attitude.

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                  #9
                  Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                  I was working in the lab late one night
                  When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
                  For my monster from his slab began to rise
                  And suddenly to my surprise

                  He did the mash
                  He did the monster mash
                  The monster mash
                  It was a graveyard smash
                  He did the mash
                  It caught on in a flash
                  He did the mash
                  He did the monster mash

                  From my laboratory in the castle east
                  To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
                  The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
                  To get a jolt from my electrodes

                  They did the mash
                  They did the monster mash
                  The monster mash
                  It was a graveyard smash
                  They did the mash
                  It caught on in a flash
                  They did the mash
                  They did the monster mash

                  The zombies were having fun
                  The party had just begun
                  The guests included Wolf Man
                  Dracula and his son

                  The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
                  Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
                  The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
                  With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"

                  They played the mash
                  They played the monster mash
                  The monster mash
                  It was a graveyard smash
                  They played the mash
                  It caught on in a flash
                  They played the mash
                  They played the monster mash

                  Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
                  Seems he was troubled by just one thing
                  He opened the lid and shook his fist
                  And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"

                  It's now the mash
                  It's now the monster mash
                  The monster mash
                  And it's a graveyard smash
                  It's now the mash
                  It's caught on in a flash
                  It's now the mash
                  It's now the monster mash

                  Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
                  And my monster mash is the hit of the land
                  For you, the living, this mash was meant too
                  When you get to my door, tell them Model A sent you

                  Then you can mash
                  Then you can monster mash
                  The monster mash
                  And do my graveyard smash
                  Then you can mash
                  You'll catch on in a flash
                  Then you can mash
                  Then you can monster mash
                  Lil' Bean is here!

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                    #10
                    Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR



                    Thanks everyone. Songs posted were Ballad in Plain D and Maggie's Farm by Dylan. I don't know what I'm going to do since I work tomorrow, but we'll see. Maybe I'll smoke a cigarette or something to be cooool.

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                      #11
                      Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                      Hey, yeah - I wanna shoop, baby

                      [Oooo, how you doin', baby?
                      No, not you
                      You, the bow-legged one, (ha-ha) yeah
                      What's your name?
                      Damn, that sounds sexy]

                      Here I go, here I go, here I go again (again?)
                      Girls, what's my weakness? (Men!)
                      Ok then, chillin', chillin', mindin' my business (word)
                      Yo, Salt, I looked around, and I couldn't believe this
                      I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
                      The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda...uh
                      Wicked, wicked (oooo) - had to kick it
                      I'm not shy so I asked for the digits
                      A ho? No, that don't make me
                      See what I want slip slide to it swifty
                      Felt it in my hips so I dipped back to my bag of tricks
                      Then I flipped for a tip, make me wanna do tricks for him
                      Lick him like a lollipop should be licked
                      Came to my senses and I chilled for a bit
                      Don't know how you do the voodoo that you do
                      So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop shoop shoop

                      Shoop shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

                      Ummm, you're packed and you're stacked 'specially in the back
                      Brother, wanna thank your mother for a butt like that (thanks, Mom)
                      Can I get some fries with that shake-shake boobie?
                      If looks could kill you would be an uzi
                      You're a shotgun - bang! What's up with that thang?
                      I wanna know how does it hang?
                      Straight up, wait up, hold up, Mr. Lover
                      Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha-
                      Well-a, I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
                      Smooth black skin with a smile
                      Bright as the sun, I wanna have some fun
                      Come (come) and (hmmm) give me some of that yum-yum
                      Chocolate chip, honey dip, can I get a scoop? (please)
                      Baby, take a ride in my coupe, you make me wanna...

                      Shoop shoop ba-doop (Baby, hey)
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
                      Shoop shoop ba-doop (Don't you know I wanna shoop, baby)
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

                      Well let me bring you back to the subject, Pep's on the set
                      Make you get hot, make you work up a sweat
                      When you skip-to-my-lou, my darling
                      Not falling in love but I'm falling for your [super sperm]
                      When I get ya betcha bottom dollar you were best under pressure
                      [Yo, Sandy, I wanna like, taste you]
                      Getcha getcha lips wet cuz it's time to have Pep

                      On your mark, get set, go, let me go, let me shoop
                      To the next man in the three-piece suit
                      I spend all my dough, ray me, cutie
                      Shoop shoop a-doobie like Scoobie Doobie Doo
                      I love you in your big jeans, you give me nice dreams
                      You make me wanna scream, "Oooo, oooo, oooo!"
                      I like what ya do when you do what ya do
                      You make me wanna shoop

                      Shoop shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
                      Shoop shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

                      [Oh, my goodness, girl, look at him
                      He's the cutest brother in here
                      And he's comin' this way! Oooo!]

                      S and the P wanna kick with me, cool (uh-huh)
                      But I'm wicked, G, (yeah) hit skins but never quickly (that's right)
                      I hit the skins for the hell of it, just for the yell I get
                      Mmm mmm mmm, for the smell of it (smell it)
                      They want my bod, here's the hot rod (hot rod)
                      Twelve inches to a yard (damn) and have ya soundin' like a retard (yeah)
                      Big 'Twan Love-Her, six-two, wanna hit you
                      So what you wanna do?
                      What you wanna do?
                      Mmmm, I wanna shoop

                      Shoop shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
                      Shoop shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop
                      Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

                      Oh, you make me wanna shoop
                      Hey yeah, I wanna shoop, baby

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                        #12
                        Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                        Oh yeah: some Salt N' Pepa to spice up JVR's special day!
                        Lil' Bean is here!

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                          #13
                          Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                          Happy birthday to you!
                          Happy birthday to you!
                          Happy birthday, dear Lopez!
                          Happy birthday to you!


                          .....yeah, those are the only lyrics I got.
                          PSN: KingJamos

                          Add me... I'll wait.

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                            #14
                            Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                            Happy Birthday, playa.

                            Keep bangin' on the corner slangin'.

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                              #15
                              Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JVR

                              hsappybirhdyays.

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