some posturing, yes and my dreams
rows of ducks, one foot and a half
pumping, i could guess what's more
girlfriends or eat three meals
all a little fat all levitating
what happened is by no means
i would warn you but you are dead
sleep, maybe when you said no
i called a plumber, promise not to forget
all were groomed for the playground
hidden from being caught en guarde
i tried to warn you but you are dead
the resumes threw themselves up
don't laugh but what's funnier
some posturing, yes and my dreams
rows of ducks, one foot, and then
three meals all a little fat
tried to promise and then what
Monday, October 5, 2009
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