Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, January 19, 2006

No No I can't get you out of my mind!

Singing>
Slipped on a rock crossing the creek, jabbed by a thorn sticking out of the tree.
Oh My! I can't get you out of my mind.. no no I can't get you out of my mind.
My head a bit dizzy and I can't see, clouded my judgement and I couldn't think.
Oh My! I can't get you out of my mind.. no no I can't get you out of my mind.

1 comment:

John said...

The air is fresher after you remember to relax.
Vision becomes 20/20.