Date:  Mon, 12 Nov 2007 12:00AM PDT)
From:    "John French" <mosshead7@yahoo.com>
Subject:  No One to Find Us: (written for Julia Allison)
To:  lipsandears@foxnews.com, showbiztonight@cnn.com, tips@gawker.com,  julia@juliaallison.com
Are you sleepy?
 
I'll call us a cab
 
So we can head home
 
And be alone
 
----
 
Your valleys to roam
 
Lost in your bush
 
Like I'm Lewis or Clark
 
In the virgin forest
 
Fireflies after dark
 
And, your Pocahontas
 
(or
Scarlett Johansson,
Scarlett Johansson,
Scarlett Johansson)
 
Ewwhh ... Ewwhh ... Ewwhh ...
 
Fireflies after dark
 
We created a spark
 
Still no-one can find us
 
Ewwhh ... Ewwhh ... Ewwhh ...
 
Hidden under your covers
 
Two city living lovers
 
Yeah, no-one can find us
 
---- ---- ---- ----
 
Ah, everybody finds us
 
When it's after dark
 
Walking away down Park
 
Where headlights blind us
 
---- ---- ---- ----
 
Are you sleepy?
 
I'll call us a cab
 
So we can head home
 
And be alone
 
---
 
Hidden under your covers
 
Two city living lovers
 
Yeah, no one can find us
 
For no one to find us
 
---
 
No one to find us
 
No one to find us
 
No one to find us
 
 
 
Best of the Roses,
John French    mystrawhat.com
Things We're Afraid to Say: Webs of Everyday Media
 
StrawHat Productions

Poetry  By John Alan Conte`, Jr.
Copyright 2008
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