A thousand favours from a maund she drew
Of amber, crystal, and of beaded jet,
Which one by one she in a river threw,
Upon whose weeping margent she was set;
Like usury, applying wet to wet,
Or monarch's hands that let not bounty fall
Where want cries some, but where excess begs
all.
" bang bang, i shot you down
bang bang, you hit the ground."
Monday, October 23, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
and so i made some life changing decisions lately.
i am content.
those who care for me, i need all the blessings i can get.
m i n l i
m i n l i
She's got it all figured out
She knows what everything's about
And when anybody doubts her,
Or sings songs without her
She's just so mmm..
She knows the world is just her stage
And so she'll never misbehave
She gives thanks for what they gave her
They practically made her
Into a mmm..
She's the one that stumbles when she talks about
The seven foreign films that she's checked out
Such a fortunate fool
