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hickory dickory dock
the old man had no socks he sat along the docks but always choosing his spot never one to repeat stops hed cover his tracks which was odd because no one saw his façade none detected him a fraud and so against the grain he carried himself until he said he felt buried what a sap hed believe his own lies lookd at the moon and wished to die a recluse amongst the crowds, a spy an agent for the unarrived, miss informed the subside of the normal born pride hed float across the ocean clinging to life or life clinging to it...I forget which side. sir oakly standing stall a life time of wisdom Last edited by Certain; 10-18-2013 at 03:45 AM. |
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