The disordered incontinence of a certain puddin like substance
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Come home and we can dance because my table is flat. We can smash it and we can thump it and we can really tie one on. Come home with me and we can show them how it's done. I'll make you an offer of, rhymes with spoon. Then afterwards I'll make you that offer again. You can tell me that my hair looks wild and I'll say you frown too soon. Come home with me and sit here on my knee. We'll have beer and beer and then we'll drink the tea.
I was thinking about the car we used to share. I was wondering about the road and who was on it. So it was that I was thinking about you. Lazy under the stars and dreaming of posters. Dreaming of short motes often with dust curling in the mottled sun. Dreaming of Arnold of old of Donald out in the cold. So it is when my thoughts are hurried towards the rim of nearest dim.