Bob went to his neighbour for some advice,
	on the removing of mice.
	His neighbour took a look,
		and asked for a very high price.
Bob was upset,
	He thought neighbours should help each other,
	And a good heart alone would suffice.
But the neighbour needed to pay off his debt,
	And thought neighbours should help each other,
	Especially when the situation ain't nice.
And so, debt is still debt, and mice still mice.

The toothpaste is turning green?
	Where am I? When is it?
This is monday morning, isn't it?
	Or could it be evening?
Someone is knocking the door, who is it? What do they want?
	Why should I open the door?
		Why can't they just stop and leave me alone?
Where's my pajama? Where're my shoes?
	Why is my toothpaste turning green?
		Maybe I should go sleeping a little more?
Or maybe the toothpaste is bad? Or my tooth? Or both?

I see your face,
	knit with lace.
	I see your lines,
		And my heart shines.
		I see your turns,
			And my desire burns.
			You see me,
			From a distance,
			Further than my existence.
I see your face,
	That I can never erase.

		  Light hits on the spot,
	      Two fight the spot like a knot,
		  Winner takes all, Not!

A couple went on vacation,
	After the break-up on their wedding celebration.
		Each booked a hotel room,
			For their vow of separation.
At night,
	The bride peeked into the other's room,
		and saw her groom,
			putting on a girl's costume.
Gloom is not enough to sense the doom,
	The bride went back to her room,
		Only to find, that the costume is her own.

The lamp dies off on the stairs,
	The lady dozes off on the scares,
		The man trips over her hairs,
			The tenant gives them stares.
Cover your eyes!
Listen to the cries!
This is no time to compromise!
As the stake is higher than the skies!
					Lights on!
The clothes are left on the stairs.
			  And the lamp will need some repairs.

			  Liberty
		     ( 1965  -  1965 )

	  "Magnificent journey begins with nothing."

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Sometimes your eyes are sold out to the devil,
	The devil needs them to see the light,
		So that he can find darkness.
Sometimes your tongue is sold out to the devil,
	The devil needs it to taste the sweet,
		So that he can remain bitter.
Sometimes your heart is sold out to the devil,
	The devil needs it to feel the warmth,
		So that he can catch the cold.
Sometimes your head is sold out to the devil,
	And that devil is you.