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Dearly we gather here to say our goodbyes
COLLINS & Dies irae - dies illa, Kyrie v'yitkadash
Here she lies, no one her worth The late daughter of Mother Earth On nights when we Celebrate the In that little town of We raise our - you bet your ass to - La vie
ALL La vie La vie La vie La vie
To days of hookey, making Something out of The to express- To communicate, To against the grain, insane, going mad To loving tension, no To more one dimension, To for attention, Hating convention, hating Not to of course, dear old Mom and Dad To your bike, Midday past the three-piece To fruits - to no To - to choice- To the Village To any fad To an us for once ... instead of a them!!
ALL La vie Boheme, La vie
MR.
Hey Mister - my sister
So that's five miso soup, four seaweed soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter And one with meatless balls
Eww
It tastes the
If you close your
And thirteen of fries Is it here?
ALL and beer!
MIMI & To hand-crafted in local breweries To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and and cheese To leather, to dildos, to vindaloo To Huevos Rancheros and Maya
MAUREEN & Emotion, devotion, to causing a Creation,
Mucho
MAUREEN & Compassion, to fashion, to passion when new
To
To
FOUR To anything
& ROGER Ginsberg, Dylan, and Cage,
Lenny
Hughes
To the
To Uta. To Buddha. Neruda, too.
MARK & Why Dorothy and Toto went over the To off Auntie Em
ALL La vie
MR.
MAUREEN & We're
& COLLINS Brothers!
MARK, & MIMI Bisexuals, trisexuals, sapiens, Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee German wine, turpentine, Stein Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Burana
ALL To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, Vaclav - The Sex Pistols, 8BC To no shame - never the Fame Game
To
ALL To sodomy, it's God and me To S & M
Waiter ... ... Waiter ....... Waiter!
ALL La vie
In honor of the of Bohemia an impromptu salon commence immediately following dinner ... Maureen Johnson, back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot, will perform American tribal chants backwards through her recorder, while herself on the electric cello - she has never studied.
And Mark Cohen will preview his new his inability to hold an erection on the holy days.
And Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap, will perform her lawn chair-handcuff dance to the of iced tea being stirred.
Your new boyfriend doesn't know us.
There's to know
Don't you that we should discuss...
It was three ago.
He doesn't act like with you.
We're it slow.
Where is he
He's right... Hmm, he go?
And Roger will attempt to a bittersweet, evocative song. (Roger a solo) doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz!"
Angel Dumott will model the latest fall fashions from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10 plastic pickle tub.
And Collins will recount his as anarchist - including the of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:
ALL "Actual reality - Act Up - AIDS"
Excuse me - did I do something I get invited - then all night long
I've been - I'm not lying No one's perfect. I've got
Life's too short, babe, time is I'm looking for that goes with mine
I should you
I got too
I tell you
& MIMI
ALL and beer!
AZT
Me.