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October 04, 2004
Lay claims
Dented cement, cold in the light lays out a path to the space.
Crusted Camry brings me to a home from home.
Remember grey slacks?
These things and more are what cleans out the store.
Hey, really... You have to help me understand something.
A grandfather clause brings us into the room.
What gets us out is up to you.
As a member from before, I remember now.
Ante up to the table with a pile of crash.
Great claims be laid and pinned on a shirt of plaid.
Did you say it wrong? That was my intent.
All day long I dream about short movies.
Ones where I drive and sing and take a bat and swing.
That one's outta here. This one's out there.
Created and modified and adjusted and dated and finally, completely changed.
I can't remember paying this much for gas.
Go figure.
Posted by Joe Sepi at October 4, 2004 04:10 PM
Comments
Lay roads on claims and sister's stains,
begoth and two for two are you.
Chezz and res for deep the sound,
round town and round and round,
who's been down now wears a crown,
one too loose now tightly wound.
Posted by: shez at October 6, 2004 09:22 PM