This morning, I had a healthy dose of chicken on my way to the bus stop.
And by chicken, I mean Peeps.
Yummy, sugary peeps.
Friday, October 10, 2003
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...
And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme
...
(Simon & Garfunkel, Kathy's Song)
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