one, two, three.
four and five, are a pair.
six goes o so solo.
seven, eight, pick up cold
u-turn, back we go!
pin me up
and take me down.
like hanging up socks
on the line, in the rain,
waiting for me to dry.
Friday, November 6, 2009
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