I told my friend about it, too. She didn't approve. You are using that drunk poet as a password? But he was a chauvinist! A womanizer! He doesn't deserve password status. Period.
I tried the Anne Frank defense: "In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart."
I also suggested an alternative: "Okay - fine. 'Bluebird' may work? Or is 'Bluebird' guilty by association to an inebriated poet?"
Are Bluebird and Bukowski one and the same?
Let me know what you think, as I have password guilt.
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BLUEBIRD
By: Charles Bukowski
there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
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