Zimming calm down El Sobrante's main drag this morning, on my way to Richmond, to drop off my darling 3-year old; she busts out with: "If I was a bird I'd flap my wings". If I were a thousand year old thought-dream I'd sing the body electric, zap.
Monday, October 05, 2009
I'd Flap My Wings
Zimming calm down El Sobrante's main drag this morning, on my way to Richmond, to drop off my darling 3-year old; she busts out with: "If I was a bird I'd flap my wings". If I were a thousand year old thought-dream I'd sing the body electric, zap.
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