June 2012
“Remember Red” was what she said
Right before she dropped off, dead
Why that color? Why that hue?
What were we supposed to do?
Proper nouns cannot be heard
Though they be one’s dying word
Later on though, we came to know
Red was a man, lived down the row
He was her lover and her friend
Their secret she kept ‘til the end
He wept when he heard she had died
And left flowers at her graveside
But, before long, Red died too
‘Cause that was what he had to do
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Busy spring ripples
Courting mallards pairing off
Daisies decorate
A’capella cover, huh… we’ll see about th… …
asdfuiujytfdfgh AWESOME!
I don’t generally reblog music, but this is so good I’ll make an exception!
(Runs off to the torrents to find it)
forever bloggin’ bra less
Nope. Not wearing a bra today. ☺
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Enjoying cool shade
Relaxing goose family
Watching passers-by
“Imagine” by John Lennon
Art by Pablo Stanley
Click “Play” and follow along…
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(By the way - “TRO-LO-LO-LO-LO” - WTF?)

