snap, crackle and pop
Posted: July 15th, 2012, 4:44 am
the little thoughts had legs
they ran away from anything with a shadow
the seas were rolling in sweet waves
the spooky things lay under the bed
the brides of many men
waited on the beach
for the ship that never arrives
the fantasy of white picket fences wore thin
became the leggings on an old woman at a bus stop
they ran away from anything with a shadow
the seas were rolling in sweet waves
the spooky things lay under the bed
the brides of many men
waited on the beach
for the ship that never arrives
the fantasy of white picket fences wore thin
became the leggings on an old woman at a bus stop
