The Rickeybird Scrapbook, 1984 - Updates

[GaleriaGila]

I love you all. I love this place. It has saved me in many ways.

 

[GaleriaGila]

Come a-listen to a story ‘bout the man named Rival
A suffering’ soul just a-struggling for survival
‘Cause one fine day he met that Abigail,
And the rest of his life turned to smoldering hell.
Black doom. Sargasso Sea.

Well the next thing you know, old Rjval got a bite
From the dinosaur with feathers who eats chilis in the night
He said, more bandaids is the thing I really need,
Cause that gol-darned bird really wants to make me bleed.
Red blood. Arterial.

And now it’s time to say goodbye to Rival and his woes.
His eardrums shattered, and last nerve about to go.
You’re all invited back next week to this forum to see
When the Rickeybird schemes up some new indignity.
Poop. Buttfeathers.
Y’all duck fast, hear?

As always: sheer brilliance. I celebrate you. You lift me up with your charm and intelligence.

 

[GaleriaGila]

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