He liked to lick leaves on warm summers eve's.
He might seem simple, but
If you look, squint, at his eyes
you'll see, a sadness there lies
because inside of his head
He lived in suspish of an imagined leaf theif
who would ruin his fun and stamp
and then run and then ....
There was no such man.
2 comments:
go go go big man... feckin lovethis stuff... you need an outlet... been wi' the septics too long. A solid gold brass clock for you man... entirely madefrom lead and wooden wood without the lead at all. yeah a fresh air solid clock for you
indeed ..lovin seeing this stuff out here in the public arena where it oughter be.
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