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i've only tonight started
responding to pictures of you.
not in earnest, of course.
just like how we all talk...
to pictures.
sometimes.
yeah.
ok.

Hey! It looks like sun ( Read more... )

I have, as always, an overactive imagination ( Read more... )

Late-ish one morning, the heat like a blanket ( Read more... )

It’s as if you awoke the sleeping giant ( Read more... )

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when someone drives over the sewer lid ( Read more... )

There once was an old man from Guelph
Whose "appetite" sat on a shelf
He took it all down
When Miss Jay came to town
And spilled it all over himself

Now she was a pretty young thing
With hair like a raven in spring
She lured him quite rightly
And dealt with him nightly
While he deftly screwed up everything

i just can't get these words out of my head so i'm going to put them here...i might elaborate on them later.

Hey! Grass-stain lady!
Yeah, that's right.
Your mother told us you're
twenty-four.
Now, give us back
our lemonade!