Why can’t we be prosperous?
Why do we live in these shadows?
I know you like life dangerous,
But get off you high horses saddles
And let’s move in to the light
And no, I don’t mean by the moon.
Oh so now you’re painfully quite.
Why do we have to be so wild?
Why can’t we just settle down?
We could stay in one place for a while
What will it take to bring you around?
If you won’t do it I’ll just go
Leave your fate
In this place that’s dank and hallow
As, in the light I take my seat
Sorry this isn't my best work but it should do
2006-12-06 09:44:13
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answer #1
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answered by pixi_doll 3
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Polar Night
On Franklin's Expedition,
In the fall of '45,
Poor Thomas the bo'sun
Realized he would die.
With a note to his maiden,
He fell on the ice.
And out of the casing,
A sad soul did rise.
-MH (me)
2006-12-06 16:38:58
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answer #2
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answered by Roald Ellsworth 5
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if this is for school, you should not be looking on this site.
2006-12-06 09:34:54
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answer #3
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answered by pinkballerina101 2
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rossie is red i am blue
should i really say i love you
2006-12-06 09:34:10
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answer #4
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answered by Anonymous
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