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| Pickwick kicks it up a notch at Doe Bay, 2011 |
One of my good friend, Shay Reynolds, wrote this poem a long time ago and it's so how I'm feeling right now...
I feel like drawing on
my face
then flirt-- with anybody
I want to run off my body until only I am left
I would like to surf on a field of smiling daisies
Anywhere but here with another paper to write
My life is as boring as flies
I wish I was crazy sometimes
because at least then
I could rationalize
climbing every
tree I
see
then flirt-- with anybody
I want to run off my body until only I am left
I would like to surf on a field of smiling daisies
Anywhere but here with another paper to write
My life is as boring as flies
I wish I was crazy sometimes
because at least then
I could rationalize
climbing every
tree I
see
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