JESUS JACOB
Jesus, Jacob, it's almost Saturday again and
all those people and families are already on
their ways to somewhere - their Jersey shore
or their mountains pure - the Drolls, the Glibs,
and the Stupids. I'm pretty sure you've met them
all. There they are, sitting behind glass in their cars.
I think they sully so what they intensely touch.
No comments:
Post a Comment