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özledim. sıkıldım

romeo is bleeding but not so as you'd notice
he's over on 18th street as usual
looking so hard against the hood of his car
and putting out a cigarette in his hand
and for all the pachucos at the pumps
at romeros paint and body
they all seein how far they can spit
well it was just another night
but now they're huddled in the brake lights of a 58 belair
and listenin how romeo killed a sheriff with his knife

and they all jump when they hear the sirens
but romeo just laughs and says
all the racket in the world ain't never gonna
save that coppers ass
he ain't never gonna see another summertime
for gunnin down my brother
and leavin him like a dog
beneath a car without his knife

and romeo says hey man gimme a cigarette
and they hurry for their pack
and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back
and throws a bottle at a milk truck
and as it breaks he grabs his nuts
and they all know they'd get bitches like romeo
if they only had the guts

but romeo is bleeding but nobody can tell
amd he sings along with the radio
with a bullet in his chest
and he combs back his fenders
and they all agree its clear
that everything is cool now that romeos here
but romeo is bleeding
and he winces now and then and he leans against
the car door and feels the blood in his shoes
and someones crying in the phone booth
at the 5 points by the store
romeo starts his engine
and wipes the blood of the door
and he brodys through the signal
with the radio full blast
leavin the boys there hikin up their chinos
and they all try to stand like romeo
beneath the moon cut like a sickle
and they're talkin now in spanish about their hero

but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket
and he climbs to the balcony at the movies
and he'll die without a whimper
like every heros dream
just an angel with a bullet
and cagney on the screen

No one can be dumb enough to feel down about an exam. Get a scratch paper, use your head. Case closed.

These are really short stories from the viewpoint of my possible acquaintances. It would be horrible to say that these aren't based on real events, because they are totally based on real events and thrills. Only thing is, I make this shit up. Characters and moods are real, though. It may be unpardonnable to recite things that are actually on your mind and not mine. In order to compensate for my hypocrisy, I offer a pack of cigarettes for the first one to guess the real person. If you don't smoke, well, reasonable requests will be considered in a glimpse of fart.
anil karol


The Mash¨

Slowly, we kinda looked at each other's faces. When our gaze met, I called her a fucking skank whore. It just slipped out. I think I was just too nervous at the moment. Needless to say, this freaked her out, so she did the mash, she did the monster mash. The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash. The monster mash, it caught on in a flash. The monster mash, they did the monster mash.