Oh I am tired. Tired of work and chores and leeches and admnistration and service and married people and whining children and forgetful parents and driving and boys and . . . well the last maybe not. No, I'll never be tired of boys
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My little brother and I tried to turn one of your poems into a blues song (spent the weekend in the gutter, and five nights in the rain). It sounded pretty good until we tried putting music to it and realized that a. we only know the most basic blues scale b. we suck c. 12-bar what? d. we need a trumpet. or someone that really knows how to play the guitar. someone who can sing might be helpful also.
We were going to record it and send it to you. It was a good idea though.
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a. we only know the most basic blues scale
b. we suck
c. 12-bar what?
d. we need a trumpet. or someone that really knows how to play the guitar. someone who can sing might be helpful also.
We were going to record it and send it to you. It was a good idea though.
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keep an eye on cody. he is quite the genius boy. Don't think i have ever read remarks so completely original from anyone . . .
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