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Me and Cindy ( Roda )… 32 flavors and then some
May 7, 2006April 15 9:30 PM
As usual, i was going through and sorting out Cindy’s (whom I call my sister) blog, ( http://praguematist.livejournal.com/ ), when right under her profile pic (Yummy!), was an excerpt from my favorite song 32 flavors by Ani Difranco ! Cindy (Roda) wouldn’t have any idea I love this song, but nevertheless, I go back to this song again… It’s so Cindy, it’s so me… 32 flavors, eccentric and crazy and spontaneous…
Squint your eyes and look closer
I’m not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
And I’m beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you’re going to get hungry
And eat most of the words you just said
Both my parents taught me about good will
And I have done well by their names
Just the kindness I’ve lavished on strangers
Is more than I can explain
Still there’s many who’ve turned out their porch lights
Just so I would think they were not home
And hid in the dark of their windows
Til I’d passed and left them alone
And God help you if you are an ugly girl
Course too pretty is also your doom
Cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
For the prettiest girl in the room
And God help you if you are a pheonix
And you dare to rise up from the ash
A thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy
While you are just flying back
I’m not trying to give my life meaning
By demeaning you
And I would like to state for the record
I did everything that I could do
I’m not saying that I’m a saint
I just don’t want to live that way
No, I will never be a saint
But I will always say
Cause someday you might find you’re starving
And eating all of the words you said
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Our spirits are kindred. =) that's why we're sisters =)
wuv ya Nikko! =)
Posted by goddesslexie at May 9, 2006, 11:42 pm