i'm a dweller on the threshold of a dream and i care not if it sounds queer.

little egypt

is full of hillbilly troubadours

mister got a sore paw today and i nearly stepped on glass in the water, i found a piece with a medallion bearing the figure of sagittarius my sign and then i lost copp's key with his tag from wooded island bearing the number one. i have some trouble key karma.

mister swimming circles over my head.

mr. straddlecaster.

my baby gives it up every day.

the self.

the transfer

of true

buddies.