Well its not that we want.....we wish....to be heard.....or herded into the field... a little tipple topples this....and they all sighed....the rusty corner died...leavin a stain they could nt hide....run run run....basements....lace and things to cut.....maybe denim....get back in....we all wondered why.....esential credentials....a pass to the back....you got to get in to get out and about....lookin through your tin....i think we found the gin.....stop your crying this is what you want.....in the concrete woods shes got the goods.....so dont be let down or where that silly frown........X

well what we what.....what is the point,look,everyones gettin mad about,it,the point.....nieelson....."me an my arrow straighter than narrow"......you know oblio.....hes the man or boy.......