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Like a myth you rode in from the west. From the go you had my button pressed. Did the tea-time of your soul Make you long for wilder days? Did you never let Jack Kerouac Wash over you in waves?

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Thursday, June 15, 2006

She rode a horse into my head. She won't discipline the children and now they're running wild on the beach and I don't care.

If anyone ever wishes to be generous in my general direction, my order is easily filled.

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I really do heart this particular Darth Vader!

posted by Nikki | 1:05 AM

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