Feb 15, 2005 22:00
Sniff of the paint and top of the morning to my good sir fellow,
strange shadow man on the pavement!
He's following me, look upon the sidewalk,
see, see him there! Have a bit of fumes in this bag, friend,
it's like a blanket on your face!
I'm discovering new space, the smell of gas permeating the air
makes me feel at home.
Security in the lungs!
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