A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond.
The sound of half a duck quacking.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
In the Breach
How can we sing When fools can be king And lies comb your hair at night? Injustice rocks the cradle We are left to ladle Handouts of second hand light.
2 comments:
Hmm, stolen lines in there...
Just the two
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