The Daily Caller
JT stock is listed on the stock exchanges in various places in Japan In October, the Government released the first tranche of outstanding JT shares for initial public offering (394,276 shares offered at 1,438,000 apiece)
The Mad Passion of the Stoic Hunched over a little round bar table Ineligible for the draft Small pencil at epistolary Sun on a rheostat Strong tea gurgling in gut Looking out across the smoky castling harbor O, how wrong things sparkle and entrance alas Sugar cannot sustain one, O, so fine forbidden Flitting in front coaxing the confident cat off The cozy sofa over the sloping edge into the Killing cleansing magma So easy to accept But so hard to understand As the raging river tears (as the) At those doting terra banks (doting) That hug, hold and ultimately define it (holding, uttering) As the raging river tears (as the raging) As those doting terra banks (doting) We claw our coy comforts You always hurt the one you love. Phil the Fiddler Phil the fiddler Paul the peddler Joe the hotel boy The girl in the gingham dress The girl in the gingham dress The girl in the gingham dress Dick the butcher Tom the bootblack Ralph the collier The kid with the aubergine eye The kid with the aubergine eye The kid with the aubergine eye The carnal social as well as deserec Join in the jubilation of the frothy sweat of the frothy sweat Jack the lad Tony the tramp Ruthie the duck girl The boy with the leaking boot The boy with the leaking boot The boy with the leaking boot The girl in the gingham dress The kid with the aubergine eye The boy with the leaking boot SKITTER ON TAKE OFF Feast in the Time Of Plague Mirrors, mirrors everywhere A thousand eyes reflecting glare Waves vibrant, thrilling and soothing Dancing, resting, breathing, moving Sunlight cranking in the head Body craving to be tested Feast in the time of plague You were a beautiful pig Feast in the time of plague You were a beautiful pig Pounding tables, fists of meat Stupid messy giddy greed This inflippent, frightening Sloppy senses heightening Praises gushing down from high Drowning practicality Feast in the time of plague You were a beautiful pig Feast in the time of plague You were a beautiful pig Unpacking My Suitcase I was unpacking my suitcase Pulling out dirty clothes When evocative aromas hit my nose One shirt smelled of your smoky loft Another strongly of spilt vodka And it occurred to me, how much I brought home And knowingly your head loaded me up With the stuff to survive Through lean times So starved I could just wither and die But I was saving little chunks Of your sweet sweet goodness And squirrelin them away I was squirrelin them away I was saving healthy chunks Of your sweet sweet goodness And squirrelin them away For the long lean winter All of yall, so lush and generous It can get lean and lonely where I hail from But each luscious one of you Gave me bounteous charms to chew And I was stuffing, stretching, smiley-cheeked For the extent of my stay You could say that I was Squirrelin it away I was just squirrelin it away Dimples Wrinkled Russian newspaper on the wall Streaks of purple bruises on your arm Long stemmed roses as a row Lock of auburn hair in an envelope Cat calls and wolf whistles Cat calls and wolf whistles Cat calls and wolf whistles Everywhere you go, everywhere you go Jello shots from a stranger Turn them in the red granger Playing catch across the trestle Tackle turned into a wrestle Breaking bones with river stones In the shadow of the project Sailor stopped the river walk Waving jolly rogers Too good to be true The onus on you Too good to be true The onus on you, the onus on you Time stretches amazingly When adrenalin is pumpin With your fist against my temple Scary when you show your dimples Rips in the Fabric She was walking down the sidewalk Sniffing swiftly in the wind Thinking of everything and nothing Just another flighty human being And satellites where arcing Undetected overhead Her cells were busy splitting And jettisoning the dead Beauty is as beauty does In the eyes of the beholder Or collectively in all of us She was waving to a cyclist As he went coasting by Through a lazy intersection Towards the remainder of his life And a feral cat went diving Behind a dumpster there Which displaced a big brown rat That went fleeing with a comical flair We are trapped, but we are free To go through the motions And be just as happy as we can be
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