Wednesday


Electric Toasting Time Machine.

I think it’s funny when two men rhythm,
They love time, time, time.
Dogs that run, running dogs.
The sidewalk seemed to never end,
When I was a kid, kid, kid.
The water from the ocean tastes
Like seaweed and fish love.
Love, love, love.
I think the sand is made of little
Dead crabs, legs from birds and
Earth dirt. But I could be wrong.
Here is where my dead hair falls.

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