Early Hump Day Poem
Wednesday, 3 AM….Grateful Dead
Hard To Handle…wake up and go to sleep…
no job, so, no visible hump…
“Is it because of this?” (Terry Southern)
moth flutters on the floor.
posted by John Tischer @ 1:05 AM
2 Comments
2 Comments:
The title is maybe a good example of 4 words unlikely to ever
be together in that order,,,just guessing....
I doubt anyone will ever understand this poem...not saying it from
pride or superiority....many may understand....I'm tired right now...
wake up, bitches......hugs.......
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