Frankfurter Goes to Hollywood.
To be a plant
In a pot
With no cares
Beyond dirt
And the sun
And the whims
Of those who bring
You water
To be a plant
In a pot
With no cares
Beyond dirt
And the sun
And the whims
Of those who bring
You water
I know
What it is to cast a stone
So dense
It folds in upon itself
The glass half Cincy
The house half prole
I know
What it is to cast a stone
So dense
It folds in upon itself
The glass half Cincy
The house half prole
As a child
I’d inhale
Every single
Strip
Of Sir Galahad
Misbegotten
Conceptions
Persimmons
Trodden
Rotten
Misperceptions
As a child
I’d inhale
Every single
Strip
Of Sir Galahad
Misbegotten
Conceptions
Persimmons
Trodden
Rotten
Misperceptions
A poor mountaineer,
Barely kept his family fed.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow
And up through the ground came a-bubblin’ crude.
They’re a page right out of history.
A poor mountaineer,
Barely kept his family fed.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow
And up through the ground came a-bubblin’ crude.
They’re a page right out of history.
when they could just skeet "i am addicted to losing" and save us all some time
when they could just skeet "i am addicted to losing" and save us all some time