bombs and stars

Jul 05, 2007 22:10

I wanna wiggledy-piggledy outta here
and into the elecric light of town
Stay out in the park
and sitty-pitty
Listen to music
and then be content with my existance

Ah, ah
I'm feeling so restrestrestless
Colour is so much better

you lie rymes with july, rhymetime!, city, july, poem, summer, 2007

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