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| New Member Join Date: Aug 2001
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| Protection for what?!?! Woke up in the mournin light feeling kinda cold and in a fright. dont recall much before dawn, can hardly say who i am, let alone where ive gone. My head still not clear i decide that was too much beer. Leaving my thoughts back in the bush i gather my energy to try to stand up. Then suddenly out of the scenry rushed a 5 foot 4 squirl....?? who posed a question to me. |
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| Choker Join Date: Jan 2003
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| Sounds like country. Good story, what heppens to the squirrell? ... Who posed a question to me. He said, Rise up your ax chop down the tree gather up the water to water the mango tree Don't worry 'bout money or the one you been dreamin of, 'cause Life is what it's worth and in the end you're dead and gone. Now friends, (slower, sung as a ballad) I took that squirrell's words like an arrow to the heart... Till he walked away and it all fell apart I realized the lyin' was what was wrong I'm alive again and armed with song!
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