"bless my city with twelve songs.
one for do-rights, two for wrongs.
three for youth, elders make four.
five for belov'd ancestors...."
|End The Washington Monument (Blinks) Goodnight|
"inside the convex lens we all crash new jet planes tonight.
and the sin is back in medicine.
beltway goes around.
monuments are thinking...."
"it's the fashion self informed versus mr.
it's the fashion we contract.
avocado in the neckline of the swimsuit matched just right..."