Jul 2015
... on the other side :P
Money don't grow any greener
The mean streets are getting meaner
Come and get me pretty please
When you find some grow on trees!
Wake up! Smell the Dunkin Donuts!
We're in the Twilight Zone
like robots...
Every cloud is silver lined
Even one that's in your mind
And when you find
fate's shut the door
You'll find a hatchway...
... in the floor!
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2015
Money don't grow any greener
The mean streets are getting meaner
Come and get me pretty please
When you find some grow on trees!
Wake up! Smell the Dunkin Donuts!
We're in the Twilight Zone
like robots...
Every cloud is silver lined
Even one that's in your mind
And when you find
fate's shut the door
You'll find a hatchway...
... in the floor!
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2015
Inspired by Wolf Spirit's
"stop and smell the what?"
and a nod to Erma Bombeck
"The grass is always greener
over the septic tank"
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"stop and smell the what?"
and a nod to Erma Bombeck
"The grass is always greener
over the septic tank"
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Written by
SøułSurvivør
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