Monday, January 28, 2008

Glockenspiel overtones

Hearing the gentle breeze of rain pattering on the wicker fence can only remind me of gathering pastures that desperately need a mountain dew to calm them down. Snow, corn syrup, broth..........all of these are obstacles in retaining the glorious resurgence of a once very obtrusive corn-cob pipe. Writing more would involve myself evolving into a switched twelve sixty.

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