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Singing Castrato
Contributed by
Butterat_Zool
on
Thursday, 26th September 2002 @ 09:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
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It takes a man to go to war
And kill his human kin.
It takes a man to take a woman,
ravage her with sin.
It takes a man to duel with guns
At noontime on the grounds.
It takes a man to suffer
Through a dying child’s sounds.
I’m feeling very weak
And I haven’t got a clue.
I wish that things were different
And I wish the same for you.
Let’s focus on the family
And when the night is through,
I’ll be Slingerland’s castrato.
I’ll be sleeping on a pew.
I feel like some white rabbit
With red evil in its eyes
I hate the outside world
But I couldn’t hurt a fly.
I’m stoned and I am ugly
And I’d really rather die.
I can’t enjoy the she-bunnies
I can’t understand why.
I wish I had a sex drive
And damn this stridor voice
It scrapes against my soul
And reminds me of the choice
That Father Flanagan had made.
Could this be any wrier?
My head feels like a cat
As it’s spinning in a dryer.
I’m feeling very weak
And I haven’t got a clue.
I wish that things were different
And I wish the same for you.
Let’s focus on the family
And when the night is through,
I’ll be Slingerland’s castrato.
I’ll be sleeping on a pew.
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Butterat_Zool
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2002-09-26 21:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Singing Castrato
(User Rating: 1 ) by chatabox on
Friday, 27th September 2002 @ 06:47:20 AM AEST (User
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it certainly did come out well, I loved it. I do feel sorry for my son sometimes, men cant seem to do right for doing wrong these days. |
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