Friday, January 13, 2006

Recital

Carmine
We dropped
Green bills
On your swan white legs

Stand on your toes now
Bleed gracefully
Sneak the smallest smile
Let it fly down here

Let it flutter
Over the stage lights
And rest on my cheek
Like a postage stamp

5 Comments:

Blogger Hahn House said...

A tear?
Or when I spit on your face?

4:51 PM  
Blogger Jeremy said...

DEAR GOD GIVE ME THE CANSAH NOW!

5:03 PM  
Blogger DrD said...

Carmine
We slipped
Green bills
In your swan white g-string

LOL

3:28 PM  
Blogger J Eisenback said...

Pegg.

It's official.

Your father is funnier than you. Now, forever, and always.

9:42 PM  
Blogger Jeremy said...

hey jimmy your head is a... your father's face is.....(quick head shake)shut up.

pegg

8:41 AM  

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