 Nerine Shatner Friendly House
This non profit organization is one of the nation's first residential
homes for women recovering from alcohol and substance abuse.
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Hollywood
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Horse Show
For the past several years, William Shatner has spearheaded the HCHS
which features some of the best western reining riders in the country
while simultaneously raising money for charity.
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William
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Supports:
 March
of
Dimes Canada
 The Jewish
National Fund
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Posted by: joains on Wednesday, November 06, 2002 - 09:55 PM
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Mr. Transformed Man, a request if you please
To the tune of: Mr. Tambourine Man
by Bob Dylan, reworked and sung by Joains |
Mr. Transformed Man, a request if you please
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To the tune of: Mr. Tambourine Man
by Bob Dylan, reworked and sung by Joains
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
I'm not posting and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
In the jingle jangle internet I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's galaxy has returned into sand,
Vanished, shifted from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not posting.
My wordlessness amazes me, I'm out on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty planet's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
I'm not posting and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
In the jingle jangle webspace I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
I'm not posting and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
In the jingle jangle threads I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no vulcans facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your song lyrics in time, it's just a ragged ripped shirt behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
I'm not posting and there is no other website I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
In the jingle jangle threads you post I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the time portals of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen suns,
The haunted, frightened aliens, out to the barren stars,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the stars, circled by the circus prime,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the m class planets,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
I'm not posting and there is no other site I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Transformed Man, sing a song for me,
In the jingle jangle rhymes of this song I'll come followin' you.
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