Over the Hump.
Enough navel gazing and grazing.
Name the game then do what you do.
It's time to dance with the flowers
and play with the auras of trees
and focus the will: get on with the giving
and
Drip
Drip
Dripfeed
and bend and stretch and bend and stretch and
Drip
Drip
Dripfeed.
Name the game then do what you do.
It's time to dance with the flowers
and play with the auras of trees
and focus the will: get on with the giving
and
Drip
Drip
Dripfeed
and bend and stretch and bend and stretch and
Drip
Drip
Dripfeed.
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posted by Crunchy Weta at 12:29 PM
3 Comments:
Does this have to do with dropping drips and dripping drops or some other form of fluid appreciation? Devilish!
Bye,
Bob
Thanks ( I think ) Bob. Nothing to do with dropping drips and dripping drops as far as I know!
Cheers
Glenn
It's a funny poem. Gave me a giggle, and the sight of me giggling, all 6'4" and 240lbs of bald me, is enough to make anyone giggle.
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