Killing pies at the of a ceiling,
drop
When you start I'll never stop screaming
"PLEASE DON'T SHAKE THE PRUNE TREE".
Have you ever seen a raven fly at night?
It's like straining your eyeballs through a screen door,
as baby moths play with your hair.
Throwback to the pondering of a high school student slinging clay in Mr. Kofler's pottery class and inspired by the illustrations of yours truly.
