If You Don’t Record Your Recollections

He did it one time.

It were not no crime.

To do things one time.

Then draw no map.

That’s where it’s at.

You tell them no thing.

Then compasses do ring

A false direction

And thru erection

Of a fake flag

We swear, from here, to drag

The only kinda drag

That brings ’em down.

Barry Williams http://barry-williams.com/blog

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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