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what are you doing dude
  
I don't want to be in school You're asking yourself if you want to be in school You're asking yourself if you want to be.
  
no I dont wanna be in school markov
  
You play DOY!!! DOY DID DOY IT DOY!
  
doy doy doy
  
Doy already doy mastered doy Markov doy Markov doy Markov doy Markov doy Markov doy chains doy chains doy.
  
I dare you to not say doy
  
You don't go by your birthname, what is your educated opinion on shungite?
  
An overaged boy of 39 has left the wing today
The first time in his life he's made that step
Be numbed by the society and plagued by his insecurity
He's entered in a race that must be won
One of the animals has left its cage today
In search of better things, so it seems to be
But in this land of polyurethane
Things are apt to get a bit hot

As the toys go winding down

C.G. The Mexican is a friend of mine
We used to sit around the house watching *Evil Dead*
Talking about the way it used to be
Skit dat daddle dee dee
We used to pull the stripers out of San Pablo Bay
Now the delta waters going down SoCal
And the stripers start to fade away
(It's pudding time! It's pudding time!)

As the toys go winding down
As the toys go winding down
As the toys go winding down
As the toys go winding down
  
Then can you please start saying doy pleease doy doy doy doy SUSPICIOUS.
  
He stood in line with the rest
And waited for his chance
To take his place behind the glass
And watch the ladies dance
It's the nature of things

He stepped into the darkened space
The air was thick and warm
He drops the coins in one by one
The scene unfolds before him
He stands looking eye to thigh
As she looks down from above
Only to be recognized
As his former love
It's the nature of things
  
I've doy already doy mastered doy Markov doy chains doy chains doy.
  
Del Davis sold Christmas trees
Stood up to 8 feet tall
Season was lookin' mighty thin
He'd hoped to sell 'em all

Here he comes with a dollar in his hand
Represents the epitomized man

The boy liked rock 'n' roll
Seemed that's the way he paid his way
With the help of Del and them "Doogs"
There's a bit more joy this holiday

Here he comes with a dollar in his hand
He represents the epitomized man
He's Del Davis, one hell of a guy
Out on Gravenstein
  
At this point, I realized that I had played it at one time.
  
Mrs. Blaileen
She was a sixth grade teacher
And she controlled the children
By using humiliation
The target always seemed to be Donny
He was a bit slower than the others
When he was quite young
His mother died at the kitchen table
While choking on some food
The fashion of the day
Was bleach and dyed Levi's
Donny decided to make some
But he didn't know to rinse them
So he came to school a reekin'
Bleach stench filled the classroom
Mrs. Blaileen began to chastise
She made him feel like an asshole
Two feet small
Oh, what a lonely boy

Don and Ronald
They always stuck together
For they were a bit different than the others
And they were as tight as brothers
Then Ronald moved away
Now Steven
He was year or two younger
And he really thought he was something
He liked to harass other children
Or anyone he found outnumbered
Alone, Don walks from fishing
Steven and a friend, they stop him
They took his hat, and they taunt him
Bitch-slap him with a newspaper
Don lunged forward with his fish knife
Then ran all the way home, weeping
He gave his knife to his father and
Said, "I think I hurt Steve."
Oh, what a lonely boy

Mrs. Blaileen
She was a sixth grade teacher
And she controlled the children
By using humiliation
The subject always seemed to be Donny
He was a bit slower than the others
When he was quite young
His mother died at the kitchen table
While choking on some food
The fashion of the day
Was bleach and dyed Levi's
Donny decided to make some
But he didn't know to rinse them
So he came to school a reekin'
Bleach stench filled the classroom
Mrs. Blaileen began to chastise
She made him feel like an asshole
Two feet small
Oh, what a lonely boy
  
What the hell, this bot is doy doy doy doy.
  
In the year of our Lord
Call it 1994
A fine vintage of mimicry

There are those that take their sound
From someone else's toil
Liking to parrots you see

I've seen the likes of Kate Bush
And Van Morrison
Teaching the parrots to sing
Take a Zeppelin riff
And you alter it a bit
And make lots of money
It's called plagiarism
You want some of that cheese
Just take a big ol' bite
Careful not to choke on it please

Now here we go
It's called plagiarism
  
I just had a terrible idea.

Do you think we can teach Markov forum tags?

FORUM TAGS


Many different forum tags.
  
What are you doing this?
  
  
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to know if I should buy an iPhone or not.
  
Even if Markov used the forum tags, I don't think Markov would learn how to correctly use them.
  
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I've been to hell. I spell it, I spell it DMV
Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean
Stood there, and I've waited and choked back the urge to scream
And if I had my druthers, I'd screw a chimpanzee
Call it pointless

When I need relief, I spell it THC
Perhaps you may know vaguely what I mean
I sit back and smoke away huge chunks of memory
As I slowly inflict upon myself a full lobotomy
Call it pointless
Pointless

Barbecues, tea kettles, gobs of axle grease
There comes a time for every man to sail the seas of cheese
Now, life's a bowl of bagel dogs, but there are unpleasantries
Cold toilet seats, dentist chairs and trips to DMV
Call it pointless
Pointless

I've been to hell. I spell it...I spell it DMV
Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean
I've stood in line and waited near an hour and fifteen
And if I had my druthers, I'd screw that chimpanzee
Call it pointless
Pointless
Pointless
  
You don't know what to do here.
  
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