Accra Imperiale Dichia Posted June 19, 2006 Posted June 19, 2006 (edited) This is real simple; make up the next verse(s) of the song... The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor, He clocked the doc because the doc said I looked like chewbacca, He said "Sir, you're mislead sir, which in at first you mis took me, I did not mean your lovely wife was shakin' up with a wookie". Edited June 19, 2006 by Accra Imperiale Dichia (see edit history)
Rennd Posted June 19, 2006 Posted June 19, 2006 I went home, all alone, sat on the floor I watched some telly, filled ma belly, a bit more I came back and then i saw, my momma Dancing about on the wooden flo or I told ma daddy, who didn't even care About ma mamma dancing like a bear He said, go away and shut up sonny, I'm trying quite hard to watch bugs bunny. Go away, come back in another day, Or i will a' call the fire brigade.
Adaptus Posted June 19, 2006 Posted June 19, 2006 There must be some kind of way out of here Said the joker to the theif There's too much confusion I can't get no relief Business men they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None will level on the wine Nobody of it is worth
Rennd Posted June 21, 2006 Posted June 21, 2006 Life is a like a packet of crisps You never know what you can pull out But when you stick that crisp in your mouth mmm mmm mmm does it taste good?
Pirilao Posted June 21, 2006 Posted June 21, 2006 If you have a very sore mouth, your doctor may give you a mouthwash called Difflam. This contains local anaesthetic. You use it 4 times a day. Ask your doctor about it if you think it might help you. You can also have painkillers. Some people have morphine infusions because their mouths are so sore, so don?t think you should try and cope without the help you need.
Emakera Posted July 8, 2006 Posted July 8, 2006 Dr.Pirilao said, i was agreed. Just left his clinic, heading home Went to buy some stuff that i?d need So i can work more, as a mindless drone Being stomped to make a living Being offended so i could live. I couldn?t bother myself dreaming Else the big man?d ask for me to leave. Home, family, routine To live on the streets, all boozed Till the day i imagined If i did so, i couldn?t say "i lose" Told big man to shove it deep And now i?m living on this street. As a bum, some may say. Worse than slavery? Nay.
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