skateboarders know little of poetry. they're insane little men that do incredulous feats that inspire poetry though.
Out on my skateboard the night is just humming
And the gumsmacks are the pulse I'll follow
If my walkman fades
Well I got absolutely no one
No one but myself to blame
Don't worry, we're in no hurry
Schools out
What did you expect?
I wanna range life
- courtesy of s 'n m of the rock band pavemtent. song: range life.
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Saturday, November 09, 2002
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