You know, that song earned me the blankest "My Daughter Has Grown A Second Head" look my father ever gave me (which is saying something, my dad often didn't know what to think of me). He was watching this and at one point a version of that song was playing in the background. I started singing along, and my Dad was left wondering *how* I knew the words...
Incidentally, that is a very good production, if you get a chance to see it (and the subject interests you at all) you should see it.
This is my place. These are my words. Sometimes they are pearls of wisdom; other times they are droppings for the scarab to feast upon. Rarely are they personal. Read or don't; comment or don't.
"...Man has the right to write as he will..."
Let this be a forum with which I hopefully explore and come to understand my own True Will.
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