Litkicks Fright
Posted: December 8th, 2004, 4:29 pm
Stumbling, bumble-down INCinerator fodder
The corporate head knows not a Beat from a Yip
To a Work In Progress
As Beat was not
As I bounced on Jack's knee
I remember his aside to my mother:
Legacy, yes . . . no pretenders.
When we're gone, that's a period.
Find another name.
(137 W.13th, above the Mandarin House)
The corporate head knows not a Beat from a Yip
To a Work In Progress
As Beat was not
As I bounced on Jack's knee
I remember his aside to my mother:
Legacy, yes . . . no pretenders.
When we're gone, that's a period.
Find another name.
(137 W.13th, above the Mandarin House)