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From: "Sam Green" <ssamgree@NObigSPAMpond.net.au>
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The meaning of life is such? You light a fire, it burns. You throw water
over it. It goes out. The stream rises. You bottle it, and called it fire
water. Straight from a can to you, made from the four true elements of life.
Water, wind and fire. Of course the earth is beneath us, which plays a part
too. All has meaning, and little to understand the meaning of. So I can see,
with the writings of unknowns on the walls of history. I heard it through
the grape vine. Twenty years ago today and other lines, which lie on the
vortex of the morning radio a tuned too. This Monday morning of so many
radio stations a tuned to my ear, but so little time to hear them all. After
what was a four hour power nap, before making waves? And see the morning
seagulls come flying in on time. For there good morning breakfast, by the
city of four winds, and four seasons in one day. By the bay that never
sleeps to wake, but keeps an eye on it. To the sound of seagulls fighting
over crumbs of bread, to eat. Sleepy head keep your eyes on the road. Said
the car driver behind. What a drag it is being old. Mother superior jumped
the gun. I can't get no satisfaction. One more coffee for the road. And
still the bills mount. Be kind to be wise, another day older.
Sam www.MrMusicman.com
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