Tuesday, October 25, 2011


Category: Poetry/Lyrics


Whenever I am despondent
And wondering what life means
I sit in my recliner
And peel some tangerines

Now I know that life’s a mystery
And more senseless than it seems
But somehow it’s not so empty
When I’m eating tangerines

I used to sit and ponder
Why God is screwing with my dreams
But now it’s not an issue
I just worship tangerines

Now you may think me a blasphemer
Someone wrapped in petty schemes
But I’m nothing but a dreamer
And not given to extremes
But if I needed a redeemer
I’d choose a tangerine




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  • This doesn’t seem to be popular with the voters at large, but I love it. It’s not about tangerines at all; it’s something much bigger, much more important, and much more universal. What a great light take on the things we do to protect ourselves from life’s big unanswerables.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)  on  11/23  at  11:03 AM
  • I for one voted it high on my list. I also really enjoyed the piece - whatever your tangerines may be, I’ll bet they’re juicy and sweet smile

    Posted by StarLizard  on  11/23  at  11:50 AM
  • I like it. Period.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)  on  12/03  at  07:22 PM
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