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oh that my soul a marrow-bone might seize!

For the old egg of my desire is broken,

Spilled is the pearly white and spilled the yolk, and

As the mild melancholy contents grease

My path the shorn lamb baas like bumblebees.

Time's trashy purse is as a taken token

Or like a thrilling recitation, spoken

By mournful mouths filled full of mirth and cheese.

And yet, why should I clasp the earthful urn?

Or find the frittered fig that felt the fast?

Or choose to chase the cheese around the churn?

Or swallow any pill from out the past?

Ah, no Love, not while your hot kisses burn

Like a potato riding on the blast.

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oh that my soul a marrow-bone might seize!

For the old egg of my desire is broken,

Spilled is the pearly white and spilled the yolk, and

As the mild melancholy contents grease

My path the shorn lamb baas like bumblebees.

Time's trashy purse is as a taken token

Or like a thrilling recitation, spoken

By mournful mouths filled full of mirth and cheese.

And yet, why should I clasp the earthful urn?

Or find the frittered fig that felt the fast?

Or choose to chase the cheese around the churn?

Or swallow any pill from out the past?

Ah, no Love, not while your hot kisses burn

Like a potato riding on the blast.

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oh that my soul a marrow-bone might seize!

For the old egg of my desire is broken,

Spilled is the pearly white and spilled the yolk, and

As the mild melancholy contents grease

My path the shorn lamb baas like bumblebees.

Time's trashy purse is as a taken token

Or like a thrilling recitation, spoken

By mournful mouths filled full of mirth and cheese.

And yet, why should I clasp the earthful urn?

Or find the frittered fig that felt the fast?

Or choose to chase the cheese around the churn?

Or swallow any pill from out the past?

Ah, no Love, not while your hot kisses burn

Like a potato riding on the blast.

Your doubling up darling.......it must be getting serious......

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oh that my soul a marrow-bone might seize!

For the old egg of my desire is broken,

Spilled is the pearly white and spilled the yolk, and

As the mild melancholy contents grease

My path the shorn lamb baas like bumblebees.

Time's trashy purse is as a taken token

Or like a thrilling recitation, spoken

By mournful mouths filled full of mirth and cheese.

And yet, why should I clasp the earthful urn?

Or find the frittered fig that felt the fast?

Or choose to chase the cheese around the churn?

Or swallow any pill from out the past?

Ah, no Love, not while your hot kisses burn

Like a potato riding on the blast.

Your doubling up darling.......it must be getting serious......

The Crankadox leaned o'er the edge of the moon,

And wistfully gazed on the sea

Where the Gryxabodill madly whistled a tune

To the air of "Ti-fol-de-ding-dee."

The quavering shriek of the Fliupthecreek

Was fitfully wafted afar

To the Queen of the Wunks as she powdered her cheek

With the pulverized rays of a star.

The Gool closed his ear on the voice of the Grig,

And his heart it grew heavy as lead

As he marked the Baldekin adjusting his wig

On the opposite side of his head;

And the air it grew chill as the Gryxabodill

Raised his dank, dripping fins to the skies

To plead with the Plunk for the use of her bill

To pick the tears out of his eyes.

The ghost of the Zhack flitted by in a trance;

And the Squidjum hid under a tub

As he heard the loud hooves of the Hooken advance

With a rub-a-dub-dub-a-dub dub!

And the Crankadox cried as he laid down and died,

"My fate there is none to bewail!"

While the Queen of the Wunks drifted over the tide

With a long piece of crape to her tail.

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Surprisingly they do

and ghosts too apparently.

Although I hear that some people have seen ghosts but I've never heard of anyone seeing love. So probably safe to say that love is less likely than ghosts.

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Moreso than the BS love of Shakespeare!!

It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

yea they do poor dears ....

Lose your heart and come to your senses.

Love is not only seen by eyes and touched by heart but also your sensibility.

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Moreso than the BS love of Shakespeare!!

It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

yea they do poor dears ....

Lose your heart and come to your senses.

Love is not only seen by eyes and touch by hearted but also your sensibility.

Tata Young believes in love.

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Moreso than the BS love of Shakespeare!!

It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

yea they do poor dears ....

Lose your heart and come to your senses.

Love is not only seen by eyes and touch by hearted but also your sensibility.

Tata Young believes in love.

Dido doesn't :*(

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AF4-XWGnhzw

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Moreso than the BS love of Shakespeare!!

It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

yea they do poor dears ....

Lose your heart and come to your senses.

Love is not only seen by eyes and touched by heart but also your sensibility.

Tata Young believes in love.

And do you believe in Tata Young or do you want to believe in Dido instead? :wink:

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Moreso than the BS love of Shakespeare!!

It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

yea they do poor dears ....

Lose your heart and come to your senses.

Love is not only seen by eyes and touched by heart but also your sensibility.

Tata Young believes in love.

And do you believe in Tata Young or do you want to believe in Dido instead? :wink:

To answer that might take a whole new thread!

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It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

Moreso than the BS love of Shakespeare!!

It's 21st century, do people still believe in love? :shock:

yea they do poor dears ....

Lose your heart and come to your senses.

Love is not only seen by eyes and touched by heart but also your sensibility.

Tata Young believes in love.

And do you believe in Tata Young or do you want to believe in Dido instead? :wink:

To answer that might take a whole new thread!

I believe Tata Young believes in Dildo instead of love.

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.....Hippies, they still exist?
Damn straight! ;)
Love? It does exist but only as a subjective emotion that overwhelms the senses and makes people do foolish things in the name of something they fail to understand.
I was thinking more along the lines of "God is Love"; and this is without the psychedelics.
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I think there are a lot of different kind of loves, it depends in which stage of the relationship you are

I think, i love someone it happened without notice and no explaination, probably it seeping under my skin for the very first time.... but hard to explain....kind of accepted the way it is and the way he is.... :oops: :oops:

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