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<blockquote data-quote="wunhunglo" data-source="post: 3913336" data-attributes="member: 747"><p>Strange things used to happen when the Proc went down.</p><p>From whatthefawk site:</p><p></p><p>me girlfriend is a midwife....last week they lost a baby...a little boy..tonight she was going back on nights in the delivery suite...when i spoke to her she cried....me being the langer i am said, 'youre thinking about that little babylast week'...thinkin i was gonna nail it on the head and she wud say 'fucke me tucks, you do have a sensitive side'....but she said 'me cunt, i'm hating leaving ya...' she calls me cunt quite a lot and its poetic from her mouth...so i wrote this cos i know its a pressurised job and sometimes she puts on a false front... </p><p></p><p></p><p>Little blue boy </p><p>No tears cud i weep for you tonight </p><p>for you were just a story </p><p>at a kitchen table </p><p></p><p>little blue boy </p><p>your mothers ankle is pink tonight </p><p>and someone else will cry for you </p><p>at a kitchen table </p><p></p><p>but its been a week </p><p>and i've been thinking </p><p>its been a week </p><p>a week you have not seen </p><p></p><p>little blue boy </p><p>i hope your satisfied with life </p><p>at least with what life has shown you </p><p>its more than what we get </p><p></p><p>the care and the compassion </p><p>the love, regrets and solitude </p><p>you must have felt it so strong </p><p>as you left her here behind </p><p></p><p>but its been a week </p><p>and i've been thinking </p><p>its been a week </p><p>a week you have not seen </p><p></p><p></p><p>and this is for shell.... </p><p></p><p>soft and pale and so understood </p><p>i dont need to know whats right or whats good </p><p></p><p>ive got u babe </p><p>and u've got me </p><p>dont need no eulogy or death by a tree </p><p></p><p>lack of sleep will surely tell </p><p>angst or ire or love will prevail </p><p></p><p>i got u babe </p><p>and u've got me </p><p>decaff or caffenaited coffe? </p><p></p><p>let me see you </p><p>let me walk round your fort </p><p>let me see you </p><p>let me see you </p><p>let me see just what i have bought </p><p></p><p>buried deep in synthetics </p><p>relearning the basics of sex </p><p></p><p>take a breather now </p><p>let me loook into your eyes and my god </p><p></p><p>i can see it...future past and present </p><p></p><p>bollocks </p><p></p><p>cant write anymore </p><p></p><p>love on ya </p><p></p><p>tucker x x x x</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="wunhunglo, post: 3913336, member: 747"] Strange things used to happen when the Proc went down. From whatthefawk site: me girlfriend is a midwife....last week they lost a baby...a little boy..tonight she was going back on nights in the delivery suite...when i spoke to her she cried....me being the langer i am said, 'youre thinking about that little babylast week'...thinkin i was gonna nail it on the head and she wud say 'fucke me tucks, you do have a sensitive side'....but she said 'me cunt, i'm hating leaving ya...' she calls me cunt quite a lot and its poetic from her mouth...so i wrote this cos i know its a pressurised job and sometimes she puts on a false front... Little blue boy No tears cud i weep for you tonight for you were just a story at a kitchen table little blue boy your mothers ankle is pink tonight and someone else will cry for you at a kitchen table but its been a week and i've been thinking its been a week a week you have not seen little blue boy i hope your satisfied with life at least with what life has shown you its more than what we get the care and the compassion the love, regrets and solitude you must have felt it so strong as you left her here behind but its been a week and i've been thinking its been a week a week you have not seen and this is for shell.... soft and pale and so understood i dont need to know whats right or whats good ive got u babe and u've got me dont need no eulogy or death by a tree lack of sleep will surely tell angst or ire or love will prevail i got u babe and u've got me decaff or caffenaited coffe? let me see you let me walk round your fort let me see you let me see you let me see just what i have bought buried deep in synthetics relearning the basics of sex take a breather now let me loook into your eyes and my god i can see it...future past and present bollocks cant write anymore love on ya tucker x x x x [/QUOTE]
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