I sleep when I’m sleepy
I weep when I’m weepy
I snooze when I’m snoozy
I booze when I’m boozy
I choose when I’m choosy
I lose when you ruse me
I fly when I’m flighty
I’m high, high and mighty.
Bit High
April 25, 2008
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Quenching
April 25, 2008I’m sorry, oh yes, did I forget to mention?
I’ve not so much “fallen off” the wagon.
I’ve just stepped off while quenching,
The estimated thirst of a baby dragon.
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