strike through or stick to your gun there’s gum on a shoe no carpets no caps one fact that matters when a bicycle flattens cann’d pumpkin patches don’t throw tomatoes till the tornadoes touch down wound up in rummage
Author Archives: ayaladn
Where Is My Compact
twenty Silver Times more of the old ones renew magazine issues flip through em’ry board that’s not a fashion O dear April’s more curly the buds on the vine remember I surely do almost a tulip
Figure 9
how many loose links no-1 maid-new a sand-witch yellow mustard field cowbells to foghorns shooting stars haylodes draggin’ giants overalls a wish that is true in the blue bluer bluest forth now well beyond
Chip & Adit
I’ll keep the T-shirts of Astarte & Ishtar for the good weather ‘tho the ant farmers really too near a mothball are lookin’ sluggish I want a comet a tiara for Amy you call-up Emmy
Immanuell
who wedg’d a wood chair to block the lock’d closet door I cannot get out for the meet and greet but you do have nice clothes and pretty moth balls I’ll make a window somehow in the west wall and see you sundown