A thought came to me on wings.
I thought back, ya know you're right.
It is loved and hated for the same reason.
Its really good, so I am goin' with it.

Spirit is masculine.
If you have a soul, that soul is THE feminine part of you.
Accept it or alienate your soul. Poor closet gays.

Those of us who have a soul are all sisters.

She always worries that she's too masculine. I tell her,


Zappa offers advice:
"Go ahead be creative, just be prepared to have people hate you for what you
create"

Well right about that time, people
A fur trader, who was strictly from commercial

(Strictly Commercial)

Had the unmitigated audacity to jump up form behind my igloo

(Peakaboo!)

And started into whippin' on my favorite baby seal
With a lead filled snowshoe!

That got me just about as evil as an Eskimo boy can be
So I bent down and I reached down and I scooped down
And I gathered up a generous heap of the deadly

(Yellow Snow!)

The deadly yellow snow from right there where the huskies go
Where upon I proceeded to take that mitten full
Of the deadly yellow snow crystals
And rub it all into his beady little eyes with a vigorous circular motion
Hitherto unknown to by people in this area but destined
To take the place of the mud shark in your mythology
Here it goes now, the circular motion...

Rub it!

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