ok, since I am high and this is a weird thread, here goes.
once up a time the world had a teacher.
they kilt him.
he vowed to return with a sword next time.
so, swordy, where's the sword man hanging out?
Cause I'm a rocket man. burning out his fuse.
I'm not the man they think I am at all
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids.
but we're going anyway.
I'll be high as a kite, by then.
boy I won't remember ever writing this, until I see it again, in the future, which will prove now, because now will be past. future does prove past. DNA means everything. empathy will be needed. converse with god. you will need his love.
love your neighbor, inflate to 8-10 psi first before play.