tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9864334.post5910250475387608785..comments2023-10-24T05:49:04.269-04:00Comments on The Chaliceblog: CC's latest bizarre dreamChalicechickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07781469958573869914noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9864334.post-76489401184966191132008-10-13T10:24:00.000-04:002008-10-13T10:24:00.000-04:00I'd like to be under the seaIn an octopus's garden...I'd like to be under the sea<BR/>In an octopus's garden in the shade<BR/>He'd let us in, knows where we've been<BR/>In his octopus's garden in the shade<BR/><BR/>I'd ask my friends to come and see<BR/>An octopus's garden with me<BR/>I'd like to be under the sea<BR/>In an octopus's garden in the shade<BR/><BR/>We would be warm below the storm<BR/>In our little hideaway beneath the waves<BR/>Resting our head on the sea bed<BR/>In an octopus's garden near a cave<BR/><BR/>Channeling Ringo?Joel Monkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10631333436948102576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9864334.post-78235449670394964822008-10-13T09:37:00.000-04:002008-10-13T09:37:00.000-04:00That gets pleasant as it goes along, although you ...That gets pleasant as it goes along, although you do need to take a deep breath. The beginning reminds me of how the cat-food bowl in my mother's kitchen in Hampton was at night, black and covered with cockroaches<BR/>which formed an undulating surface.<BR/> Oysters are homely. Pearls can be beautiful. There is a saying, something like that Southern women can fake anything but their pearls.LinguistFriendhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02695715246663202212noreply@blogger.com