is rather tipsy these last two weeks. very, very tip to the top of my turvy nose.
and the rash and one tick, removed:
but life is all a song, life isn't this:
and so life a song among thronging thongs:
rob voreck, stettle aside!
i ain't no quarrel with you
(unless you take their side against
say your daughter!)
thonk, the moon: