He’s the world’s biggest Asshole

https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=4&v=UrgpZ0fUixs Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream. About me. About you. (About Donald Trump) About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottom of our chests About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts. Maybe below thecockles. Maybe in the sub cockle area.... Continue Reading →


It’s for people like you that keep it turned on

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. I don't have much money, but boy, if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live. If I was a sculptor...but then again, no. Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show.... Continue Reading →

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