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| well, i better start to give out some shoutouts, so here we go.... first off, i wanna give a shout out to my fellas who couldnt be here for our senior year, brooks and wriz, you know its KNOT the same without you. Pauly and Frenchy, this baseball season is gonna be hot. To ALL of my ballers ( Lelo, Attean, Stern, Clloyd, " Mike Slowe", Zmoney, Joey Z, Zulu, DP, Mo Cheeks, Ross, Cody, Oliver Clothesoff) i will never forget this season. To my brother and the rest of the LDC fam ( fes, danny, wix, wally, Tone Bone ), represent 97. To the rugby fellas, Brian, Pat, Barlow, Hutch, NoNoNo Notorious VIC, and Jesus. To this kat Eamon and his best friend Munger who is ITBBO. To my cousins in the school, Joe, Adam, Mattfu, and Kaitlin. And of a course a special shoutout to my cuz Kate Ciaschi. To Rebecca, Nat Mat, Ylimay, Shelly Webber ( chris' cousin), julia and the rest of the wealreadydidit crew, you are some groovy chicks. Thanks to LaLa cause without her, this website wouldnt be alive. To the best looking chick in the class of 2000, Jill Barriere, i love you! To nick slottje, aka Archibald cox. To my man whitney, cass park 01. To the rest of the cass park staff ( jack, jake the rake, joc and ros, jayson, alzie32, mike slowe, gabe, siera, and zoey). To the juniors who WILL hold shit down next year, Murph, Tuck, and Jinks, and oh yeah, Cody and Joe. and a final shoutout to oaks and noah, this shit is hot. YBS, YBC, YBR, YBK............ AIS. |
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| When the last rose of summer pricks my finger And the hot sun chills me to the bone When I can't hear the song for the singer And I can't tell my pillow from a stone I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain And the stars start to splatter in the sky When the moon splits the southwest horizon With the scream of an eagle on the fly I will walk alone by the black muddy river And listen to the ripples as they moan I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own Black muddy river Roll on forever I don't care how deep or wide If you got another side Roll muddy river Roll muddy river Black muddy river roll When it seems like the night will last forever And there's nothing left to do but count the years When the strings of my heart start to sever And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears I will walk alone by the black muddy river And dream me a dream of my own I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own And sing me a song of my own |
| Boots were of leather A breath of cologne Her mirror was a window She sat quite alone All around her the garden grew scarlet and purple and crimson and blue She came and she went and at last went away The garden was sealed when the flowers decayed On the wall of the garden a legend did say: No one may come here since no one may stay |
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