Sunday, September 04, 2005

chocolate beams of light
scan the sky so bright
moon red dancing o'er trees
missing me minute degrees
scale the wall a ferny glare
my shadow friend i'm unaware
still closer now to my desire
the treasure trove i will acquire
but curses, damnit and all to hell
I shouldn't have texted it to michelle
she beat me to the turkish delight
on this so sour and cursed night

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