She subsisted on beer and cigarettes
Never ate a bite as far as I knew
But lived better and had fewer regrets
Than me sure as hell and probably you
Living on love and a liquid diet
Dying young and living life black and blue
The good way as she used to wink and say
Back then if you knew you just kept quiet
And no one knew anything anyway
Certainly not what had nothing to do
With canasta nor the horse race at hand
Or shopping or swapping a tale or two
One day they would find she had lost her mind
But I found her easy to understand
And I loved that way she played her guitar
I loved her to death and she knew I knew
As she blew that kiss then left me behind
That she was some-bod-y: she was a star
Good Morning Steven,
She Is Indeed Beautiful, her name is at the top of my tongue....
I enjoyed your delectable express!
Was she really a party animal? Ahhh Probably So The Stars Surely Still Do Nowadays Cigarette's & Liquid Diets & other non mentionables we hear about
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She Is Indeed Beautiful, her name is at the top of my tongue....
I enjoyed your delectable express!
Was she really a party animal? Ahhh Probably So The Stars Surely Still Do Nowadays Cigarette's & Liquid Diets & other non mentionables we hear about
Embrasse'
Vickie
This unique writ is nicely penned regarding someone I assume was a star in your eyes? Or in general?
Enjoyed, thanks, ~D.