May Day! My ship is goin' down . . .
This morning I unstuffed the shirts, shorts, and socks from inside my bloated guitar and moaned the pig-belly blues.
New York can be a meat grinder. I'm glad to be here, but then again I'd be more glad to be somewhere else.
3 comments:
Roll On (Rock N' Roll) you Sidewinder!
"Tater Boy"
You are the bomb and dont forget it!!!!
Such choices!
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