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BLUE SUN ROOM FILK
The first line of this has been bugging me for weeks. So... Assuming that Jayne did have the hots for River and assuming that he was comfy enough with a pen to write this down and assuming... Oh never mind, just tell me what you think. :-)
CATEGORY: FILK TIMES READ: 1949 RATING: 10 SERIES: FIREFLY
The girl is like a sharpened blade.
Whores don’t ever, make the grade.
Not one for hidin’, but I want this hid.
Got a bunch of folks, gonna flip their lid.
She ain’t a kid, but she ain’t grown.
That special hell, gonna be ma’ own.
Scrunched ma’ balls, yanked at ma’ heart.
Left me livin’, guess that’s a start.
Let’s me talk with her sometimes.
‘Bout guns n’ blades n’ dumb ass crimes.
Ma’ tongue gets dry, ma’ gut gets tight.
Screwed up too bad, to make it right.
Ma’ girl is like, a sharpened blade.
No other, ever,
makes the grade.
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Tuesday, June 6, 2006 7:57 PM
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Tuesday, June 6, 2006 8:16 PM
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Friday, June 9, 2006 1:28 PM
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