Sunday, January 13, 2002

limo ride

i rode a limousine through a broken dream. sleet past my brain. grain down the drain. half full and bottles empty, stopped the car to break my back. stopped in to see the chicken shack. lost down the straight away with nothing left but the right of way. grabbed a bag of loot, strapped it on, bagged the cab for the second half. chased the choker from jersey way with a frozen fist and sandy clay. broke the woofer and the tweeter. couldn't find nothin sweeter. a limousine through a broken dream.


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