November 25 - Scrape
Stretch and scrape, stretch, scrape,
Peel the pulp, thin as a crepe,
Toss the meat, stretch, scrape
I love this! It captures the rhythm of the work really well.
Oh yeah, I was trying to write a children’s singalong song for chores
Dusk’s claws scrape the sun
They serrate, rip asunder
Until day is done
Love this! So violently poetic!
Love this. Hope he gets those punks.
Well, all we’ve got is the world we deserve.
Stretch and scrape, stretch, scrape,
Peel the pulp, thin as a crepe,
Toss the meat, stretch, scrape
I love this! It captures the rhythm of the work really well.
Oh yeah, I was trying to write a children’s singalong song for chores
Dusk’s claws scrape the sun
They serrate, rip asunder
Until day is done
Love this! So violently poetic!
Love this. Hope he gets those punks.
Well, all we’ve got is the world we deserve.