People say that I'm foolish,
a bundle of velocity.
These magnificent stylings,
the simple joy of being me.
Stares curious and curiouser,
cocked eyebrows and murmurs.
Astonished minds bleat society,
cower from smiling performers.
Oct 12, 2010
Oct 12, 2010 at 1:12 PM UTC
People say that I'm foolish,
a bundle of velocity.
These magnificent stylings,
the simple joy of being me.
Stares curious and curiouser,
cocked eyebrows and murmurs.
Astonished minds bleat society,
cower from smiling performers.
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