Trapezoid blues train blues.
This world is a crazy place we live in. Yesterday, I was running really late. It was because of trapezoids.
They ran at me, as if they were masking the dead, with their shiny little aluminum sides. I ran for approximately .seven five three two one three parsects, for, I was still considered in the territory.. Even so, they did not stop their paces. I was forced to fight them off with an empty seagull. If not for my teeth's skin, I would not have made it.
My vest got dirty, though. Empty Seagulls are indeed quite messy. Might as well call their whole bodies "flim-face"... After all, the mud never goes away. No shirt can take away the shame of that. Shirts are shameless. Their efforts are null and void.
The mulch machine helped out, though. It wants to be our friend, but we have to feed it food and drink. It was the reason for the whole menu.
They ran at me, as if they were masking the dead, with their shiny little aluminum sides. I ran for approximately .seven five three two one three parsects, for, I was still considered in the territory.. Even so, they did not stop their paces. I was forced to fight them off with an empty seagull. If not for my teeth's skin, I would not have made it.
My vest got dirty, though. Empty Seagulls are indeed quite messy. Might as well call their whole bodies "flim-face"... After all, the mud never goes away. No shirt can take away the shame of that. Shirts are shameless. Their efforts are null and void.
The mulch machine helped out, though. It wants to be our friend, but we have to feed it food and drink. It was the reason for the whole menu.