To pickle. or not to pickle? That is the question. Renovations and restoration are not easy. My lips turned blue and my head was buzzing. I need a breath of fresh air.. Parliment light 100's to boot. With Charcoal reccesed filter. Choking like a motherfucker. The portolet says.. "When nature calls, we provide the walls.." That's brilliant. Too bad the writting on the wall is completly racist.. With members of all ethnicity on the job site.. Sweet Sweet Mason Dixon Line.. Will I live north again? Will grits be but a memory?. I want to come to your house.
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The way which I adore you
Sometimes I think I must
Just let you be a horse
All I want is to be a rider
To be part of you
Afraid so afraid
To loose you
If someone looks at you
Turn into donkey
Pretend you are lame
Equus by nature
Timid creature
Ready to run away
Equus by nature
Timid creature
Cares nothing
For the plans they made
I will hide you
Will protect you
Wont let anyone
Take you away
this is blonde redhead. the time it takes to play this song is the exact distance from my house to the dough. it rocks my pink argyles...