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Monday, November 20, 2006

To Pebbles, Laughter and The Night

I am an Opera Singer
I stand on painted Tape
It tells me where
I'm going
And where to throw my cape
I call my co-star's brother
I call my co-star's name
I play both good and evil parts
I sing to Verdi's play
And every single morning
By 10 AM I'm dressed
My rehearsals last for hours and hours
With diligence I have been blessed
Some people they call me monster
Some people they call me saint
My talent feeds my darker side
Yet no one will complain
I am an opera singer
I sing in foreign lands
I've sung for kings in Europe
And emperors in Japan
And after each performance
People stand around and wait
Just to tell me that they love my voice
Just to tell me that I'm great
I am an opera singer
I will sing when you're all dead
I sing the mountains crumbling apart
I sing what can't be said
I am an opera singer
I sing in foreign lands
Most people seem to know my name
Or at least know who I am
" Shit, these lines are so witty" *... witty... w-i-t-t-y... W-I-T-T-Y... play to fade*
I think Cake is brilliant.

7 Comments:

At Monday, November 20, 2006 11:16:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

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At Friday, November 24, 2006 11:51:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I didnt find thing that i need... :-(
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At Saturday, November 25, 2006 5:44:00 AM, Blogger Smellygator said...

If only I knew what you wanted! And who you were :(

 
At Saturday, November 25, 2006 1:34:00 PM, Blogger Paperslut said...

Sing young Patwardhan, sing!

 
At Saturday, November 25, 2006 1:36:00 PM, Blogger Smellygator said...

daddddyyy! undies shall be smelt soon. don't you worry!

 
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