Last night I had a dream. I dreamed of my jeans. Except they weren't really my jeans. They also had a hole in them and I wondered why. When I woke up I checked my jeans. No hole!
Avast oh dream-like state! Why dost thou tempt and demoralise I, yon patron?
Jean, seem clean,
Jean, hole: none.
Jean in dream,
Trickest everyone.
Make me feel sad,
Make me feel blue.
Make me want to kiss a mad
Man's dirty shoe.
- Written in disgust after lousy dream.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
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