Thursday, November 09, 2006
Random Images From The Vault
I once had a girl, or should I say she once had meShe showed me her room. Isn't it good. Norwegian WoodShe asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhereSo I looked around and noticed there was not a chairSo I sat on the rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.We talked until two. And then she said...It's time for bedShe told me she worked in the morning and started to laughI told her I didn't and crawled up to sleep in the bathAnd when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flownSo I, I lit a fire, isn't it good, Norwegian Wood
J.L.
