Wednesday, March 22, 2006

A box truck of chocolates

The first thing I thought of when I woke up this morning was the word 'copacetic' with no context whatsoever.

I have a feeling its one of those days...but the coffee man got a new box truck and I will walk the dog this afternoon (even if the homework doesn't get done).

Smile (3/22/06 RRC)

You smile like you mean it
But I’m not the only one who’s seen it
The same things turn up to down
Right to around to the other way
Something like left
If you get my drift
Hell maybe you get it
The world is copasetic
The aesthetics poetic
When you see me
The irony?
Money costs plastic
But hey love comes free
It’s not worth it to me
And I’m walking away still singing
“Baby why you always gotta bring my world down?”

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