Saturday, September 10, 2011


It's Saturday night
Been busy all day
Funny how time 
Can just slip away
When you ride every ride 
With a hobo named Herman
There's no time  to write
Or Bleach a good Blermon
So now that I'm back
I focus my shooter
And type out some lines
Like a monkey computer
It's not Hemingway 
Or Cronkite or Paley
But sometimes that happens
When you Bleach semi-daily.

As together we stand and sing.


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