Those of you like Kampervan are probably unaware of the infamous "missing verses" of Honey which are far more poignant in their simplicity. I'm sure that neither Cohen nor Dylan ever produced anything that matched it for strength and clarity.

"HONEY".......(revised edition)

See the tree,
How big its grown
And now you're dead
I can't get blown
I've got an itch.
When you were alive
It cost twenty-five
Why did you always charge so much
You fuckin' bitch

Our tree grew large,
It fell on you
Now you're gone,
My balls are blue
I can't get laid.
So now I've started shagging sheep
And sometimes chickens in their sleep
But they want paid.


Oh Honey I miss you
Cause when you were alive
I could at least get a hand job
For a buck fifty-five.

Geeziz........What a piece of writing PLUS it ties in well with Janie's "boner" comment.



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