One of us is a cigar stand
And one of us is a lovely blue incandescent guillotine.
The edge of creation is blurred and blushed,
Not a lot of room to grow inside this lovely terrarium.
People of the bay, it is excruciatingly gray.
Face the front when he comes for you, and
Type slowly
Cherish your memorized weakness
Fashioned from a manifesto.
Lady, I am no futurist,
I'm my only critic, i.
And one of us is a lovely blue incandescent guillotine.
The edge of creation is blurred and blushed,
Not a lot of room to grow inside this lovely terrarium.
People of the bay, it is excruciatingly gray.
Face the front when he comes for you, and
Type slowly
Cherish your memorized weakness
Fashioned from a manifesto.
Lady, I am no futurist,
I'm my only critic, i.
is that original?
i will let you know about that circus thing. i don't really like clowns, or bearded ladies though, so maybe we can find a circus without those things.