Boppin’ pottles in the eye, like a lizard
When we think we do it right from the gizzard
Eddie Izzard gonna slide, gonna be slick
Now I’m feeling all dry like I’m seasick
November 3, 2012
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When I hit “post” on this, WordPress offered up this quote:
“The process of writing has something infinite about it. Even though it is interrupted each night, it is one single notation.” — ELIAS CANETTI
Comment by matt w — November 3, 2012 @ 11:27 am