What’s to be is settled,
Changing lanes and sinking,
What you see is moving,
And you, know what to do.
Shut down everything you said,
Upstairs on your weekend perch, the greyhound rises
Poor Pothos...I guess all kinds of things can happen when you hang out with Paper! Or maybe you have to make a statement in order to get a haircut (pruning.)
3 comments:
Holy cow! That's so something that would happen to me!
Poor Nanna...out there all alone! :'(
Poor Pothos...I guess all kinds of things can happen when you hang out with Paper! Or maybe you have to make a statement in order to get a haircut (pruning.)
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