I feel the need to post something here, if just to remind and irk mizal that this place isn't an official zombie graveyard yet.
So in the spirit of gently poking mizal with the pointy stick of mockery, and summer fun... here's this.
Thawing Mizal's Icy Heart With a Summer Shanty
Rays of sunshine slipping through a cloudy summer day
Idling by the waterfront, skimming stones from off the quay
There's a rope in a tree: little Suzy wants to swing
And "A Boy Named Sue" comes slipping through the radio waves
Lean back in an old lawn chair, crack a beer, feeling like a king
Suzy charges with the rope, takes flight, lets go and takes wing
Water soaring in the air, so high, so much for being dry
Absorbing in the scene, it just makes you want to sing
Steaks go from on the grill, to going down, with a side of apple pie
The sun sinks, fades away, moon is up, stars arise, gleaming in the night sky
And it all takes you back to a time, when you were Suzy, leaping off the rope swing
Up on your feet, there you go, grab the rope, with a child's light in your eye, letting whoop your war cry
So in the spirit of gently poking mizal with the pointy stick of mockery, and summer fun... here's this.
Thawing Mizal's Icy Heart With a Summer Shanty
Rays of sunshine slipping through a cloudy summer day
Idling by the waterfront, skimming stones from off the quay
There's a rope in a tree: little Suzy wants to swing
And "A Boy Named Sue" comes slipping through the radio waves
Lean back in an old lawn chair, crack a beer, feeling like a king
Suzy charges with the rope, takes flight, lets go and takes wing
Water soaring in the air, so high, so much for being dry
Absorbing in the scene, it just makes you want to sing
Steaks go from on the grill, to going down, with a side of apple pie
The sun sinks, fades away, moon is up, stars arise, gleaming in the night sky
And it all takes you back to a time, when you were Suzy, leaping off the rope swing
Up on your feet, there you go, grab the rope, with a child's light in your eye, letting whoop your war cry
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