I was folded just right
Just shy
of polymicrogyria Hence my prodigious memory
Yeah.
Compared to who?
You for one
Youre always skating on thin ice Why youre a lousy storyteller
I can tell a story.
Yah Then why don ya Im willing to listen
Tell me a little story
I’m not going to tell you a story.
Why
I’m not telling you one.
Because
I’m not.
Because
You havent one to tell
he
motionedcocked his head
Don Yahavent
No shame
Im bummed you don Yacant
Under glass Sulci an gyri ordered their bone ceiling
replaced Theyd heard of blue skies white
scalloped clouds Yellow sun Pale ghost waning moon
They
imagined
Then they thought brain agreed
Arent we running
this show
Feebly vainly the
human responded But I’ll be bald.
Youll be crazily unique Anya wont have to shave your head We can do this
Whaddaya
say Tarzan
Remember First kid on the
block Envy of the neighbourhood
We can do this
You think?
We think
You really think?
they held their tongueswanted to
chide Do we think
Woudnt say if we didnt
suddenlyenthusiastic pushed from behind not that they
knew I’m
in!
Howbout dem apples huh
sang softly Blue
skies nothing but blue skies coming our way
The End
As I said Folded just right
reggaefriday, 13 9. 24
1107, reggaefriday,
25 10. 24
Kazukii Way Out
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TYT9P-So9c
Willie Nelson Blue Skies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SI4ZTXOi6Ew
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