a letter
by corinne delmonico
i want to be special, i want to be unique
i want to be daring, i want to be a freak
i want to be a rebel, and break all the laws
but most of all i want applause
i want to be different, just a little bit
i want the world to love me and never quit
i want a silver dollar, not a lousy dime
and be remembered until the end of time
another night is ending, here's another day
the world's about its business, i’m just in the way
sidewalk filled with people, i have to move along
so i wrote the world a letter in this song
i only wanted endless fame
and for the world to chant my name
you built me up and threw me down
and all my smiles were met with frowns
dear world i have forgiven you
but i don't want to live in you
you tell me just to move along
but first i write this letter in this song
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lonesome highway
by jack dale coody
two old maids in a folding bed
up all night talking out of their head
can’t get to sleep, nowhere to go
hear that lonesome whistle blow
get up in the morning, when the sun don’t shine
haven’t got a nickel, or a lousy dime
papa told mama in the wind and rain
head for the highway, no time too explain
uncle bud is on my trail
wrote a poem in a letter, put it in the mail
excuse me ma’am i’d be much obliged
for a cup of coffee and a slice of pie
please mister judge i got no bail
but i’ll do my time in any jail
i got nowhere else to go
hear that lonesome whistle blow
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cucumber
by mary crow fogg
clara watched
amazed as
mrs white
sliced the whole
cucumber
into one
hundred and
twenty-one
perfectly
even slices
and placed them
fanlike on
the patterned
china plate
she then turned
to clara
unsmiling
and said, take
these into
the dining
room and place
them on the
corner of
the table
nearest the
sideboard and
please please try
not to trip
over your
feet and spill
them can you
do that much?
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