The Bard And The Giggle Tree

By DanceMuseSick and MisterMuseSick on April 24, 2012

Look at your bare fleshy oatmeal and wonder why the goat still shivers at the top of the mountain. Sometimes trees leave more than rakes and sore back agony. Pleasure hides in her stumpy bark. Woof woof and make me bad.

Please remember your mind is my jelly and today I seek peanut butter company or did you forget the oatmeal already silly?

End later but now drums mingle in cosmic cadence because today we escape. We escape. The battle for today never braves a victor. The aftermath always makes me wonder.

What is the giggle tree looking at now?