Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Moody Blues - Ride My Seesaw! What?

 I always thought that seesaws were pretty much pointless as a youth. Two points and fulcrum, seemingly to offer some naive pair of humans a cyclic and silly ride?? And, then I woke up, seeing formulas so pure! God! You're a prick, so sick yet ingeniously near....

Now understanding anew, these times are troubling and blue . Please send me guns, booze and smart lawyers too.... Uh no, fuck the lawyers, a very loose woman will do!

[Self-styled poets like moi suck, we all tend to think way too much! God bless the US!]

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