First day of spring,
I feel like bouncing down a country lane; sniffing the daffodils, eating them and then being docked (I hate the taste of drench).
Such is my life.
Mind you I could be trying to catch fireflies, getting upset at damaging the only one in NZ but remembering I could dry out solvent soaked menthol cigarettes, smoke them and create a new one.
(Can't Sleep,
Klowns will eat me!)
The Grey Madness

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