Selling fruitcake to strangers
Mix yourself like a DJ high on positive energy coming from the dancers in front of him.
Deny yourself the angst driven flag holding mesmerizing ways of the banjo playing kleptomaniac. Instead, reach for the ceiling on the tips of your toes and stretch the lumbar vertebrae like you've never touched the moon.
Planting eco-lawn seeds under the red maples evokes a lack of calamity.
3 comments:
I would never sell fruitcake to strangers. First I would have to make it, and that is never going to happen.
or a dj high on cocaine. dr. dre would not be pleased.
hope the eco lawn doesnt choke the maple tree.
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