Sunday, August 14, 2011

The funniest place on earth

I right in the middle.  That is where I am.
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right.
That's a song.  Words not mine.  Stolen past tense of steal,
It looks like bread.  With raisins.
I don't know if I should put an "s" on the I.
Do you know?

I don't drink, it's morning.

Liar liar... pants on fire.

See?  Fools they are.  So everything they touch is what?
Dangerous?   Is it?

I am not a spy.  Am I?  Help me ADA!  Do you think she will come?

I do not drink in the morning.  I do not drink every day.
I did not drink the whole bottle.

I make people be quiet.  Peaceful quiet.  I'm getting to like it.
It was weird, now it is comfortable.

Comments still welcome.
But the opportunity might pass. 

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