Saturday, March 16, 2013

God Bless

Drip, drip, drip, one little drip can't think, can't check my oil. Bop-ba-da-dop, bop-ba-da-dop. Too much for plastic wrap, too much to throw away. Somewhere in the Netherlands a man lays back and cries "Help me! I can not drink this drip, drip, black, rum, coke and bloodshot button up tie." In the afterlife Geronimo walks with both eyes closed. Through pip-pap-tink- tink-tink-pap graves. God bless this Holy soil, this rain.

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  1. Pet Walkers - If you're like us, your pets have become family members. When you can't be home for them, you want them taken care of with the same love and attention you give them.

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