Wednesday, May 10, 2006

There was a feather

There was a feather floating past the window
It looked like it neded a hug.
So I plucked it out of the air and put it in my hat.
A man came up to me and asked if I dealt.
I said I played cards
So he invited me to his house and started to play poker
He said hold em, so I grabbed his cards off him,
he asked me to leave.

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