I'm sorry you're thread got locked
you were thoughtful, a-musing and true.
I suppose some have never felt the color blue.

(Lock that sh*t up!)

Not enough tolerance for the gentile, soft satin and lace
Appetite is strong for anger, indiscriminate sex and hate (its even in your names).
I shop at Bloomingdales, Girl I know you do too
Something about the fabrics, all stunning and true!

I'm not mad at Mervyns 'cause I been there when I was young
But I'm diffent now, I know when and how to have fun.
I'm banking my dimes under lock and key
Mommy said save it for a Rainy Day, aint nothing good, free.

(Gotta lock that up!)

But like you, I look deeper diving under the surface to see the ocean floor
With waves unabound swiming through door after door.
I'm thinking if he were my man we'd dance and sing
And when the crowd's all gone, we do more interesting things.

(Where's my key I'm gonna lock it up!)

The deep blue sea gets murky at times
In the still of the night, in the back of our minds
With a coat of pearls all shiney and new
the glaze and glimmer - integrity - will lead him to you.

I'm sorry your thread got locked.




For all the Dreds, Peace!


[Edited 2/12/10 13:23pm]

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