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About Me
- geebee
- I was born on a crumpet, splashed with tepid tea, suckled with a Guinness and sent to public school in time for lunch. Years later I surfed the Atlantic on the Queen Mary, wandering aimlessly into First Class between bouts of puking in the cabin. Shuffleboard playing adults clad in starched white blinded me on the sunlit deck by day, and the hum of massive engines on the lower decks lulled me to sleep at night. A week later I was cruising the streets of Midtown Manhattan, hoping for chocolate bars. Between now and then I survived the Midwest, fathered wonderful children, settled into the Northwest with its damp English weather and started a blog. All before and after dinner.
2 comments:
I like that!!
I wrote a song called Morning Song, and it goes,
morning song
coffee, pot and cigarettes
coffee, pot and cigarettes
coffee, pot and cigarettes
it's the life for me.
morning comes on thirsty
quenched in sweet delights
the coffee cup, the cigarette
a bowl of soul, that's nice
toasting to that
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