Thursday, February 19, 2009


my paper my crisp
help me identity getters
in both witch it up

1 comment:

truth seeker said...

me eye me eye
i got doggit in me spy eye fly...
fly paper why? why you flying,
4 i can't see nothin' now 4 trying
when you crying come to me
i'll pick yer maggets out
so you can see.
me eye me eye
i ask you why...
you see me when i'm blinded by
what you see
so close yer eyes & come with me...
we'll fly to cheese land,
that side of dream land
where eyes aren't needed...
just mind cream plans.