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- Beak Freak Sings the Blues
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Click hereI am not your Jacques Cousteau
depth exploring
Calypso dreamer
No film flicker docu-meaning
in cold hands
ice numbed
Sanguine divine penguin
back to wind
storm shelter
I am not your Jacques Cousteau
You are not my shelter
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Tzaraalmost 15 years agoKind of fun, but I honestly don't get
this penguin thing, K. :-)<p>
More jazzy than blues, I think, as well.
bflagsstalmost 15 years agoice numbed
beat up your verse, you had a nice rhythm til then. Good use of jacques Cousteau, the penguin thing doesn't float my boat though.
