It's not you, it's me.
(I just want to be free.)
Will you be my friend?
(This is the end.)
Yes. I will be fine.
(Please pass the wine.)
No. I am not glum.
(Just comfortably numb.)
September 29th, 2011
Atlanta
"Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink were tempered with love's sighs." William Shakespeare
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Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Silliness
Why don't you
Paint your face blue,
Stick your head in a bucket
And play a didgeridoo?
Paint your face blue,
Stick your head in a bucket
And play a didgeridoo?