Author: Funtime Ben
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Sill Ours
Where do you put these wasted whispers that could have been said aloud these broken promises that were broke before you gave them Where does all the time go while you watch the hands that seem to go on forever These are the days that no one seems to remember to forget We are the…
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Butterflies in the Tummy
Tonight’s the night. I’m going to open mic night and facing my worst fear… SUCKING! Sure I’ve played before, but that was to friends and Diane, other people are different. They can be vicious! Have you ever seen _Showtime At The Apollo?_ They got midgets to drag you off stage!? I guess I have to…
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Got Da’ Blues
In a weak attempt to get myself prepared for my upcoming open-mic show I have been busy listening to one man blues recordings. Let ma just say that the blues makes me feel so good. I can’t really understand why, when what they are singing about is slavery, broken hearts, and the like. It’s all…
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Like Father…
Some people think my dad and I look alike, but although my dad may be a cute little English dork it is still not cool to look like your dad. _I mean he’s my dad dude!_ Then my father was sent this picture by his first wife of their wedding 30 years ago. Everyone at…
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A Foul Draft
Hey everybody! Isn’t it fun to think that we may be together soon? In Iraq, or Iran perhaps? Shooting up innocent people? Torturing prisoners? You, me, and a big old gun. I’m just so happy that I have the opportunity to join in a groundless war and kill for our maniacal president. Just so that…