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*brings bongos onto stage*
<deliberately> Ahem. <audience quiets> *taps bongo, which makes a soft *bump* noise* Children. *bump* Children, naive and unsure. *bump* If we'd known...oh if we'd known the world wasn't that scary. *bump* Confidence, solidarity, security. *bump* Lessons hidden by the adults, withheld. Told campfire stories until our dreams were filled with fear and we CRIED OUT FOR HELP!! *BUMPBUMP* When one is in fear, one is controllable, one is at the mercy of the winds. *bumpbumpbump badumpbump badump badump badump badump baDUMP* We wore the ruby slippers and walked the many miles. *bump* Now with heels cliqued, statements made, the true journey begins. *bumpbump* And the beat goes on. <bows head, leaves stage> |
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Good stuff, CP! :) |
cool chick....you made that *snap*!
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There once was a girl from Nantucket...
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Oh, chick, I so dug that groove.
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That did have a really nice groove to it, iSm.
::tips hat to CP:: |
*snaps*
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Seriously.
I love it here. |
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Groovy, baby. It reaches a groovism of a most groovious nature. In short, its slap-up corking. Do you dig?
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