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 Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:14 am
Jenny smiled, "Of course I would like to help... I'm tired of cleaning floors anyways..." She laughed a little.
She started to sing:
"Green finch and linnet bird
Nightingale, blackbird
How is it you sing?
How can you jubilate sitting in cages
Never taking wing?
Outside the sky waits beckoning, beckoning
Just beyond the bars
How can you remain,
Staring at the rain
Maddened by the stars?
How is it you sing, anything?
How is it you sing?
My cage has many rooms,
Damask and dark
Nothing there sings,
Not even my lark
Larks never will, you know
When their captive
Teach me to be more adaptive
Green finch and linnet bird
Nightingale, blackbird
Teach me how to sing
If I cannot fly
Let me sing"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:28 am
Jenny smiled at him and said, "It smells good in here, you have always been such a good cook."
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:40 am
Jenny than looked at him, "Need any help? or any song you would want me to sing for you?" She smiled.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:45 am
He smiled at her compliment, his face getting a slightly pink tint to it, "Thank you, for the beautiful vocal lyricth and compliment," he said trying not to sound childish with his lisp.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:45 am
Myia left the gym after beating the crap out of the punching back and tearing the crap out of the photo. She went to her room and took a quick show and put on clean clothes. She head down and entered the kitchen. "Well. It smells quite good in here, Zackeus. Hello Jenny." She said in a clam, sad tone.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:46 am
Jenny smiled, "No problem. Any other songs?" She then saw Myia, "Hello Myia... Are you alright?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:49 am
No thank, you I got it, but another thong would be great," Zackeus said and then realized what his lisp had turned song into....his face turned bright red. He turned and pulled the chicken out of the oven, he had a intoxicating smell lifting off of it's lightly brown carcass. It was as good as any of his other cooking recipe's. He cut a bit off and tasted it while offering a bit to Jenny, it tasted great. "What do you think?" he asked hopeing for her approval..
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:50 am
Jenny smiled a little, "I know you meant song..." She tried the chicken, "Wow... that's pretty good... as always..." She smiled, "What somg would you want me to sing?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 10:54 am
"Yes, I am fine and yourself?" Myia rased an eye brow. She watched in interest and then smiled alittle.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:00 am
Jenny nodded, "I'm alright. You just seemed a little sad..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:02 am
"Your choice." he said keeping it simple as he continued to make some smooth mashed potatoes with butter and a hint of salt in it. The butter made it creamy and soft, while adding a little more taste to it, the salt to add a bit of pop to it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:05 am
dye sat silently and listened in on the conversation.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:06 am
Jenny thought for a moment, and then it came to her... she started to sing
"My gift is my song
And this one's for you
And you can tell everybody
That this is your song
It maybe quite simple
But now that it's done
Hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
Sat on the roof
And I kicked off the moss
Well some of the verses well
They got me quite cross
But the sun's been kind
While I wrote this song
It's for people like you that
Keep it turned on
So excuse me for forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is well I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple
But now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:08 am
Myia nodded her head. "Just the way I sound but not how I feel." She said as crossed her arms. She heard the doorbell. "Aw. A student has come. I will talk with the both of you later." She left the room and got the pain lession started.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:11 am
Jenny nodded a 'forgive me, mistress.' nod and continued to sing.
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