El Ladron Del Amor: Friendster Version 3 & 4
El Ladron Del Amor. Under blue moon I saw him. He
stopped for a smoke, watched by many a lady's eye.
I gripped my love tight. He brushed by us, a cool
breeze. The crowd 'round me cheered his entry into
the debate hall. He proclaimed "We have the facts! And we're voting...", leaving everyone in suspense.
His words winning over all, he faced us. His Nueva York charm attack knocked me out.
With a smoky smirk, he stole my love from under me. The crowd hovered above my body.
"Ah, the Killing Moon.", he mused. "Even Nozick and Rawls walked under it one time."
He beckoned, like a vampire or a professor of normative philosophy, to my lady. "I
need you so much closer. So C'MON..." Engulfed by the mob, she ran straight to him.
Encircled by those whose hearts he'd taken, yet free, he stole into the cool night.
Posted by bwv
at 10:52 AM EDT
Updated: Wednesday, 26 May 2004 10:58 AM EDT