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[08 Mar 2006|06:58pm] |
neil always ruins everything
for me. bob doesnt care either
way, but at least when he
doesnt know he changes the subject
completely. for as far as
ray knows his carrots gone blue
and his orange gone air in june.
the ladies all sit sewing Going
down into the tootache lapel
of voice. there are as many pricks
as buttons, it seems. dream up dream up
now on highway 61 still a fool for you
and spring is upon us again,
mostly.
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