There's a bit of Sun today but not a Sunday day at all, it's a splodge of Monday that fell out of Sunday half cut and dried,
look at me in the mirror?
I almost died,
had to laugh with the fright of it
sit down
have a write a bit and you thought I was
going to write something with ***** in it.
but that's about right
isn't it?
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 6:47 AM UTC
There's a bit of Sun today but not a Sunday day at all, it's a splodge of Monday that fell out of Sunday half cut and dried,
look at me in the mirror?
I almost died,
had to laugh with the fright of it
sit down
have a write a bit and you thought I was
going to write something with ***** in it.
but that's about right
isn't it?
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