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You can’t kill a bad thing
I hear people quote
So hark now this verse
I have penned on that note

A belief in that saying
To me sounds just great
That heaven's so good
The bad ones must wait

For I‘m happy on Earth
With sunshine and song
Pleased to stay longer
In a place I belong

Upstairs or downstairs
Whoever can tell ???
I will just keep on smiling
Through Heaven and Hell

If my body should Rot
Then I won’t give a Damn
Hey! God and the Devil
Take me on… if you can

For down stoking fires
Or up on cloud nine
Whatever the challenge
Sure I will be fine

But who stole my loved ones
Is the sign on my door
Now I’m ready and waiting
To even the score…..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_RlIfiXWLM&feature=related


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Eric XXX


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The following comments are for "You cant kill a bad thing"
by Fairplay

cockroaches and rumours
those are two bad things that refuse to die, or the chainsaw wielding maniacs in horror films, or brutal, tyrannical dictatorships/ dodgy ideologies... yeah, definitely some truth to that saying, I think. maybe bad just wants it more...?

must admit, quite like this take on recent batch of death-themed poems… so is the plan for Bea to seduce death, then you’re gonna sneak up behind him while the lights are out and clobber him with cricket bat…? sounds like a plan… can I drive get away ;) …

in other news, seems my latest post offended you. have removed it. life’s too f*cking short.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: July 11, 2008 )

AMG

Yep I can be quite hard to fathom out

My Media Player has quite a few Orange and Green Songs which I play equally, even after being a soldier for 25 years I still look at both sides and see where each are coming from. I had relationships in Omagh Belfast Derry Dublin (err left and right footers…just females I might add for anything sexual) even took to living in Donegall for periods of my life...shopping in Downtown Derry. In the mid Eighties I lived in Clooney.

I used to visit Dublin almost every weekend when I worked for the Air Squadron at Aldergrove back in the late sixties early seventies (not with anyone in authorities consent or knowledge) near border crossings I would stop my car under trees if I heard the Twack twack twack of rotor blades, no sense in broadcasting my journeys to pilot acquaintances…they would know well my Caribbean Turquoise Ford Classic Capri with its cream Roof… I might just as well have painted ERIC on it.

If I comment on stuff I try to pick out an aspect that stands out in my own mind and then look forward to reading others points of view. Unfortunately I know some of what others rave on as brilliant work leave me wondering what the hell was that all about …maybe there was another part I missed that would explain it all…Sort of a secret code between writers….

It was sweet of you to remove the article in question but that was not my intention…Better to discuss stuff openly than sweep it away under the carpet…now other folk have been denied comment.

I wasn't offended and I hope you will re-instate the said verse... your kneecaps are safe with me

Eric

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: July 11, 2008 )





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