Monday, September 21, 2009

push push push, shove shove shove, that's what our parade's made of

Too Done List:
~Spark-barking like a shit-shot pilot.
~High-crawling for no-one in rock-gotten grab-alls.
~Pull-dover, overall, with nothing but stuffing t'tell.
~Hardly had, hard-hearts over hammers, slip this up & slide it in the slammer.
~Hold a cold bell, belly-full in the well, this shirt is fersure some softer, fold-by-the-arm-do-no-harm, moth-herd shell.
~Doing whipped cream headstands on knock-knit knees.
~Sewing buttons on soda's my expired teas.
(And being extra nice to the I's so the me's won't freeze)
~Overgrowin'. A shoe-in for new brakes, making a break for the most of it.
~Stamping my feat, taking licks (that taste like bricks) and postponing it.
~Laundry.

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