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Richie Gecko
It's a Dark Night
hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
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Re: [spam]
Date: 2011-09-25 07:37 pm (UTC)[He doesn't seem entirely convinced, but he's not about to argue at the moment because BEER. He watches her intently for a few moments to make sure she's not going to fall over or puke or bleed from random orifices or anything (as well as general checking her out for less "concerned" purposes but there would be something seriously wrong with him if he didn't), then accepts the glass.]
Thanks; last time I got a beer my warden tried to blackmail me with it.
[A pause, then a skeptical look.]
...You're not gonna do the same thing, are you? 'Cause if you are I'm not saying shit.